Chapter 37 Bloody Rebirth
In the secret room, the blood of Galileo Douluo flowed into the central formation as he struggled.
Prince Xue Yue also came here with new sacrifices and men.
"Uncle, this, this is -"
Xueke's pupils suddenly shrank when she saw the blood-letting Agatha Douluo lying on the ground. This place gave her a rather evil feeling.
Prince Xue Yue still had a kind smile on his face, but his eyes became cold: "Ake, Wuhun Palace is not trustworthy. This guy is the assassin who came to assassinate me."
Prince Xue Yue didn't know yet, but his reason for deceiving Xue Ke was exactly right. Wuhun Palace had really secretly attacked the empire.
Seeing the agouti Douluo struggling in pain, Xue Ke's eyes flashed with panic, and she opened her mouth: "What does the emperor want A'ke to do?"
Prince Xue Yue raised his lips slightly, and then quickly changed his expression to a sad expression: "Ake, only a Titled Douluo can prevent the royal family from falling into despair, and only a Titled Douluo can ensure the safety of the royal family."
"I accidentally found a secret method in this extremely arctic land, which can allow a powerful soul beast to sacrifice itself and give people a second martial soul."
"Uncle Huang means-"
Fear and panic made Xueke's voice tremble.
Xue Yue said in a deep voice: "The birth of this soul beast requires a body, and the most suitable one is you."
"Ake, are you willing to make this sacrifice for the royal family?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the masked warrior brought by Prince Xueyue drew his knife and committed suicide, and all the blood flowed into the magic circle.
These four dead warriors are all soul saints, and they can be powerful anywhere, but here they have become sacrifices.
Prince Xue Yue stared straight at Xue Ke, and Xue Ke also knew that her wishes were no longer important.
"Ah!!! Uncle Emperor, I, I don't want to die!"
Xue Yue said ruthlessly: "For the sake of the royal family, you must die. The emperor's uncle will always remember the contributions Ake and you have made to the empire!"
The bloody formation flashed a strange light, and then Xue Ke's body disappeared directly in front of his eyes.
The light of the bloody formation on the ground became dim.
In order to prevent accidents from happening, Prince Xue Yue did not allow the newly born ice and snow elf to take shape.
He made Xue Ke and the ice and snow elf merge into one, which would weaken the ice and snow elf's power.
Secondly, it may be possible to increase the chance of obtaining a second martial spirit through a common blood relationship.
Although this was just an unfounded guess, Xue Yue still chose to sacrifice her niece.
He was going to be killed sooner or later anyway, so it was better to let her make some contribution.
"The second soul skill, Angry Flame Slash!"
The angry cry of the kite resounded through the sky, and its wings burning with orange-red flames easily chopped down the top floor of the secret room.
Prince Xue Yue's expression changed, obviously he did not expect Ling Yue Douluo to appear here.
He specifically waited for a month before taking action, because he expected that the two of them had been completely buried in the snowfield and would not come out again.
What Xue Yue hates the most is the appearance of beings that break his plans.
The scorching flame wings flapped behind Lingyuan Douluo. She held a wisp of blazing fire, and her eyes spurted orange-red sparks: "Old Xue Yue, suffer death!"
Xue Yue gritted her teeth and said, "I will never allow anyone to ruin my plan at this time!"
As soon as the words fell, the possession of the martial soul was completed, nine soul rings flashed around her, and Xue Yue went directly to kill Lingyuan Douluo.
At this time, the restrained Blood-thorn Douluo shed a line of clear tears, as if he did not have to die.
Under Xue Yue's deliberate guidance, Ling Yuan and him left the Extreme North City directly.
At this time, the Soul Emperor and Soul King guards in the entire palace also became extremely vigilant.
Suddenly, endless blood surged out from under their feet, and in an instant, the blood of these people was forcibly extracted from their bodies.
Screams came and went, forming the most desperate symphony.
With a terrifying aura exuding from his body, Meng Yuan stepped into the blood pool with a happy expression.
It is convenient to carry it with you.
As a second-level great soul master, Meng Yuan could borrow Dugu Bo's power to easily crush the soul masters under the Soul Saint.
The Nether Phoenix Spirit screamed loudly beside him, while the second purple spirit ring shone with dazzling light.
Mengyuan's second soul ring comes from an eighteen-hundred-year-old ice kite.
The soul skill unlocked by the Nether Phoenix Martial Soul is bloody rebirth.
As long as there is blood, Meng Yuan will not die.
The active effect of this soul skill is to draw a person's blood out of the body and turn it into a blood pool. If combined with Meng Yuan's own blood, it will have a powerful restorative effect.
As long as the blood pool does not dry up, Meng Yuan will not die. Even if his physical body is annihilated, he will crawl out of the blood pool and regain his life.
This is a very disgusting and headache-inducing soul skill for the enemy.
Now Meng Yuan can create up to two blood pools to save his life. For every additional soul ring, Meng Yuan can create one more blood pool.
In other words, as long as the blood pool is not destroyed, Meng Yuan will have two more lives.
Soon, Meng Yuan arrived in front of the collapsed secret room.
The agouti Douluo kept struggling and looked at Mengyuan with tearful eyes, as if he wanted him to pull out his soul-suppressing needle.
Meng Yuan knelt down and asked softly: "What does Elder Agatha want from me?"
He had seen the portraits of the elders of the Wuhun Hall. Although the current Agaricus Douluo was very haggard, Meng Yuan still recognized his identity.
You don't need to think about Meng Yuan to know that this guy must have been sent by Qian Renxue to kill Prince Xue Yue, but he didn't expect that the old boy Xue Yue would hide so deeply that he would immediately overturn.
Elephant Douluo tried his best to signal Meng Yuan to help him pull out the silver needle on his forehead, but unfortunately his tongue had been cut off by Prince Xue Yue, and he could only make a wah-wah sound.
"Are you asking me to help you free yourself? I understand."
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo yeah
The agouti Douluo's eyes widened and he shook his head desperately and struggled.
The first yellowish-purple soul ring lit up with a dazzling light.
And a gray wooden thorn appeared in Meng Yuan's hand: "Soon, you won't feel the pain anymore."
"The first soul skill: Butterfly cultivation."
The wooden thorn was inserted into the heart of Agouti Douluo, and green leaves grew instantly.
Then the green leaves withered, and a scarlet flower of the other side of the underworld bloomed in his heart.
This flower looks extremely charming, but the corpse under the flower has had all its essence sucked out, turning into a shriveled corpse.
Meng Yuan picked the flowers and smelled them: "The flowers blooming on Titled Douluo's body are indeed particularly fragrant."
A dying titled Douluo was right in front of him, and he knew with his toes that Mengyuan would never let him go.
The butterfly eggs bred from this guy's corpse can help Mengyuan clear many obstacles in his practice.
Then Meng Yuan frowned and looked at the strange formations on the ground and the four soul saints who died as sacrifices.
Suddenly, a strange light flashed, and Mengyuan's figure disappeared.
As soon as the wind blew, the agouti Douluo on the ground turned into flying dust.
