Douluo: Huo Yuhao obtains the Flame Emperor template

Chapter 147 Mirror Red Dust: What is Xuanzi chasing?
The messenger of death was filled with murderous aura in his hands. He slapped down with one palm and installed a timed soul-guided high-explosive shotgun shell on Xu Sanshi's waist.

"Old man, if you don't want your students to be killed in the explosion, go and save your juniors."

The messenger of death smiled grimly, set the timed soul-guided high-explosive shotgun shell to ten seconds, started the countdown for the explosion, and then threw Xu Sanshi off the cliff.

With his flying speed of a five-ring soul king and the support of a flying soul guide.

The messenger of death estimated that it would take seven or eight seconds to fly from the mountainous area under the jurisdiction of the Xingluo Empire to the mountainous area under the jurisdiction of the Sun-Moon Empire across the way.

Therefore, he had to set a suitable countdown for the explosion. If the high-explosive shotgun shell exploded prematurely, the old man would think that the student was killed and his anger would reach the maximum. It would be bad if he chased him in a rage.

The extra two seconds were enough for the messenger of death to fly into the tunnel in the opposite mountain area and keep some distance from Xuanzi according to the complicated escape route planned in advance.

"Hehe, old man, don't miss his rescue time and cause another death in the team."

After the messenger of death threw Xu Sanshi off the cliff, he still laughed shrilly and sneered, disrupting Xuanzi's mind. He quickly deployed the flying soul guide on his back and flew quickly towards the opposite mountain.

"Don't let me catch you, you beast!"

Xuan Zi was furious, and his heart tightened when he saw Xu Sanshi being thrown off the cliff.

We cannot make the wrong choice at this time. Even though Xuan Zi's anger towards the messenger of death has reached its peak, the team cannot allow any more casualties.

The clever Xuan Zi realized very clearly: "The precious life of the genius disciple of Shrek Academy is not comparable to that of a good-for-nothing like the evil soul master." Xuan Zi gave up chasing the messenger of death and flew down the cliff.

Fortunately, Xuanzi did not send Xu Sanshi to death this time, but caught him before the soul guide exploded.

"Huh? What is this?" Xuan Zi was slightly stunned when he saw the number displayed on the soul guide bomb. Since he knew nothing about soul guides and didn't know there was a ten-second countdown on the bomb, Xuan Zi was stunned for two seconds.

After being in a daze for two seconds, he missed the best opportunity to dismantle the soul-guided bomb.

This kind of soul-guided high-explosive shotgun shell was developed and produced by Jia Xu, a serious soul guide of Mingde Hall. Some of it was circulated on the black market and purchased by the messenger of death. The high-explosive shotgun shell contains multiple micro soul missiles.

The next second, a series of sharp explosions sounded from Xu Sanshi's waist.

"What!" Xuan Zi's eyes widened, he was suddenly shocked, and then exploded with anger, "Damn evil soul master, you are so insidious and cunning, I will make sure you die without a burial place!"

Fortunately, Xuanzi's reaction ability after waking up was not to be underestimated.

He instantly released a ball of khaki soul power, which passed through Xu Sanshi's waist and controlled the explosion of the shotgun body in time.

Among them, the dispersed micro-soul missiles had a relatively small explosive power. After the crackling explosion, Xu Sanshi's waist was blown to pieces, and blood and flesh splattered.

However, Xu Sanshi's life was not in danger. Xuan Zi finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and sighed in his heart: "Hey, I also spent a lot of effort to prevent the team from suffering any more casualties..."

If we consider that all his disciples might have died in the battle, this can be considered a merit.

Xuan Zi concentrated his mental power and cleared all the micro soul missiles that had not exploded on Xu Sanshi's waist. He then used his soul power to seal the meridians on his waist to prevent the injury from getting worse as much as possible.

The Death Messenger's flying soul guide was obtained from the Sun and Moon black market. It also comes with several boosters, which increases the speed quite well and has extremely abundant power.

It took him one second less than he expected to fly to the mountainous area under the jurisdiction of the Sun-Moon Empire.

The Death Messenger heard the crackling explosion coming from the bottom of the cliff and sneered, "Old man, I have never seen a useless Titled Douluo like you."

"But this messenger does not despise you, hehe... Whenever you figure it out, I will always welcome you to become my disciple and a glorious Apostle of the God of Death."

After saying that, the messenger of death quickly flew into the corridor that he had already planned on the side of Sun and Moon, with a slight smile on his face. Although he lost a lot of corpse slaves in this wave and the good seedlings he captured were also rescued, he could clearly feel that true luck was approaching him.

Xuan Zi flew onto the platform with Xu Sanshi, muttering in a low voice with a numb expression.

"Apostle of Death, hehe, Apostle of Death..."

The tremendous soul power gathered in Xuanzi's palm, and with two casual slaps, the twelve corpse slaves left behind by the messenger of death were reduced to ashes.

Xuan Zi suddenly turned his head and looked at the mountain opposite with gnashing teeth, hating the messenger of death to the extreme.

After he found a safe place in the corridor to settle Xu Sanshi, an incomparable aura of terror suddenly rose from his body. His soul power, which was as high as level 98, seemed to condense into a wisp of evil spirit at this moment.

Xuan Zi's eyes seemed to spit fire as he flew over swiftly.

Although the terrain on the Sun and Moon side of the Mingdu Mountains is quite complicated, it does not prevent Xuanzi from using brute force to push his way into the tunnel. All the huge rocks in the tunnel are crushed into powder under Xuanzi's powerful might and domineering soul power.

……

At the Sun-Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy, Jing Hongchen saw his granddaughter wearing the Yi Zi battle armor and finishing sparring with Di Rachel, and was about to lead everyone to Xingluo City.

Another teacher in charge, Mr. Ma, came over to take a look and exclaimed, "Master Hongchen, where did you find the Seven-Ring Soul Saint?!"

Old Ma naturally knew Meng Hongchen, but looking at Meng Hongchen, who was wearing silver-blue armor and exuding the aura of the seven rings, Old Ma really didn't dare to recognize her. He would even believe if someone said that she had been possessed by another spirit.

Jing Hongchen put his hands behind his back, looking a little proud and smiling brightly: "Why, you don't even recognize my granddaughter?"

Ma Rulong walked to Ma Lao, brewed his words, and nodded silently: "Grandpa, you don't have to doubt your eyes, she is Meng Hongchen."

When Mr. Ma heard the affirmative words, he was dumbfounded for a moment. He looked carefully at Meng Hongchen, who was wearing a battle armor, and confirmed that the aura she exuded had indeed reached the seventh ring level.

He took a breath and said, "Hmm... Master Hongchen, she seems to be your granddaughter, but why is her cultivation so high?"

Jing Hongchen chuckled, stepped forward and put his arm around Ma Lao's shoulders: "You don't understand this, let me first explain to you the concept of the fusion of machinery and the flesh."

Di Rachel noticed that since Meng Hongchen put on the Yizi battle armor, he always liked to hang around in front of her.

No matter what, he would show off in front of her.

Di Ruiqiu shook her little hand, looking completely unconcerned: "Ms. Meng, don't show off in front of me. I don't feel anything about this ordinary one-word battle armor anymore."

Meng Hongchen looked at her with blonde hair and red eyes, and teased with a smile: "Why, you are not jealous anymore?"

"That's what you said. Next time when Yuhao makes battle armor, he should continue to give priority to me. Don't be jealous and say that I cut in line with you."

"Bah—you wish!" Di Ruiqiu's eyes were angry: "I'm just not interested in the one-word battle armor. Yuhao and I must make the two-word battle armor first. Don't even think about getting ahead of me."

The Silver Dragon King had been thinking about designing a two-word battle armor from the very beginning, so it was not that Emperor Rachel was not interested in the one-word battle armor, but that the Silver Dragon King would not design one for her. Emperor Rachel had also protested to the big silver dragon, but to no avail.

Huo Yuhao watched Meng Hongchen and Di Ruiqiu bickering with each other as usual, shook his head and smiled: “Whoever has a good design can just make it. We can’t just leave the design unused.”

Di Rachel's eyes turned and she said happily, "Okay, it's a happy decision."

With the Big Silver Dragon's talent in designing battle armor, she will easily be ahead of Meng Hongchen. By the time her full set of two-character battle armor is designed, Meng Hongchen may still be figuring out how to make the two-character calf battle armor.

Meng Hongchen looked a little strange: "Yuhao, where does Sister Rachel get her confidence from?"

She had never seen Di Ruiqiu seriously study battle armor design. In addition, Di Ruiqiu did not even have the foundation to design a one-word battle armor. How could she be so confident that she would design a two-word battle armor first?

Huo Yuhao pursed his lips. As for Meng Hongchen and Di Rachel themselves, Meng Hongchen did have some experience in designing battle armor, but this was obviously not comparable to the talent of the Silver Dragon King.

He thought for a moment and said, "What should I say, Sister Meng? Just think that Rachel is lucky. Maybe she can figure out the techniques of designing battle armor just by drawing casually."

Upon hearing this, Di Rachel crossed her arms, her pretty face slightly raised, her little mouth pouted high, and she looked a little proud.

"Oh, did you hear that, Miss Meng? The way I design battle armor is different from yours. I only need a little bit of luck, but you have to figure it out step by step..."

Meng Hongchen raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said with a smile: "Sister Rachel, Yuhao and I are designing the two-word battle armor together. It doesn't matter if it's a little slow, as long as we are both satisfied after it's finished."

"Hmm?" Di Rachel's eyes became serious, she felt something was wrong. There must be another meaning behind what Meng Hongchen said.

Meng Hongchen immediately took off her battle armor. Di Ruiqiu sensed that her aura had returned to the five-ring level. She straightened her chest slightly and suddenly felt that she could control Meng Hongchen at will again.

After Jing Hongchen had a brief chat with Mr. Ma, he turned around and looked at all the students.

"Xiao, Ma Rulong, the two of you lead the students of the reserve team and the regular team to get ready. Gather at the school gate in half an hour. We are going to Xingluo City to participate in the Soul Master Competition and win the championship. Oh no, win the Soul Master Competition."

Jing Hongchen and Mr. Ma came to an office in Mingdetang, and Lin Jiayi pressed a button.

The soul guide screen flashed, showing the preliminary development plans of Jing Hongchen's "Mecha Research Area" and "Battle Armor Research Area".

After listening to part of the mecha research area, Ma Lao thought about it for a while, and nodded suddenly: "Master Hongchen, in other words, in the future, the research on 'humanoid soul guides' will all be assigned to the mecha research area?"

Jing Hongchen nodded slightly. The investment in the research of rare metals for battle armor will be higher than that in the research of Experimental Subject No. 1.

Then the three of them drank tea while Jing Hongchen told them various information about the research on battle armor.

After hearing this, Ma Lao was greatly shocked: "Master Hongchen, it seems that after Meng Hongchen puts on the one-word battle armor, he has the combat power comparable to that of a seven-ring soul saint."

"Then, in the Soul Master Competition, our Sun and Moon Team will be invincible!"

Jing Hongchen smiled and nodded. The group of reckless men at Shrek have always been known for the strength of their martial spirits. So, in this Soul Master Competition, they would give Shrek Academy and the people of the other three countries a shock with their battle armor.

Mr. Ma's heart suddenly surged with excitement. When he heard the exciting things, he excitedly drank up all the tea of ​​Jing Hongchen and Lin Jiayi.

Jing Hongchen looked at the empty teacup on the table, exchanged glances with Lin Jiayi, smiled and didn't mind: "This is the situation. Now that we have finished the tea, let's take the children and go."

……

Mingdou Mountains, a mountainous area under the jurisdiction of the Sun and Moon Empire, inside a cave.

At this time, the messenger of death had already fled to the area under the jurisdiction of the Sun and Moon Empire, and relied on the complex corridor terrain to escape a short distance.

He entered a cave that had been planned in advance, took out the Wen Lan tree heart that he had dug up on the Xing Luo Empire side, and consumed it directly.

The Death Messenger’s post-war summary, well… the record was extremely brilliant.

If his plan goes smoothly, who knows how many of those green-skinned Shrek supervisors will be turned into zombie slaves by him.

Unexpectedly, a Titled Douluo suddenly appeared and not only failed to successfully prevent the corpse explosion, but also forced him to achieve a more impressive record.

"Hehe, wait, old man. With my qualifications and luck, I only have ten more years at most. Even a Titled Douluo can only bow down before me."

The messenger of Death sneered sinisterly. This time he was chased by Xuan Zi and had to flee for his life. The main reason was that his own cultivation level of a Five-ring Soul King was too low.

"Huh? Are you chasing me again?"

The messenger of death suddenly sensed a familiar and terrifying aura approaching him at an extremely fast speed that was unique to the other party.

The mountain not far ahead collapsed with a loud bang. A large part of the forest was directly buried by the collapsed rubble, and the entrance of the cave was suddenly filled with smoke.

The messenger of death's expression changed. He swallowed the heart of the Wen Lan tree and quickly pressed the buttons in the rows of corridors.

A "booming" explosion sounded instantly at the direction where the mountain collapsed, accompanied by Xuanzi's crazy howl, as if he wanted to kill the messenger of death without a burial place. A mighty shadow of the Taotie bull appeared in the sky.

At the border of the Sun-Moon Empire, above the Mingdou Mountains.

"Hey, Mingdu Mountains? Why is there such a loud explosion? And this aura..."

Jing Hongchen led everyone to Xingluo City to participate in the competition. He equipped each student with a flying soul guide device. Everyone unfolded their flying soul guide devices and flew over the Mingdou Mountains.

At this moment, Jing Hongchen suddenly saw a familiar huge shadow emerging above the forest.

That is Xuanzi’s gluttonous divine bull and his martial spirit’s true form.

He remembered that he had taken Xu Sheng to hunt down the soul ring of a three-soul ghost mantis. At that time, he happened to meet Xuanzi, who was chasing a soul beast that was less than 100,000 years old.

Jing Hongchen immediately became interested: "Isn't that Xuanzi? Last time he was chasing a soul beast that was less than 100,000 years old, what is he chasing this time?"

"Xiao, Yu Haomeng... let's go down and take a look." Jing Hongchen smiled slightly. If Xuanzi could chase him like this, it must be more powerful than a hundred thousand year soul beast.

(End of this chapter)