Chapter 317 Skeleton General!

Like most evil soul masters, his ability is based on killing, and Wang Xiaolei knows this better than anyone else.

At this moment, Wang Xiaolei's mind is extremely calm. He wants to use this skill to pollute Yuan Gungun. As long as he pollutes his martial soul and makes him unable to use the power of light, he can have an absolute upper hand.

The next moment after the evil frost was performed, Wang Xiaolei tapped his toes on the ground, and the whole person took a step forward like a ghost, while raising his right hand high and pointing directly in the direction of Yuan Gungun.

As he raised his right hand, his sleeves naturally slid down to his shoulders amid the exclamations of the audience, and the exposed right arm was completely white bones without any flesh and blood.

The pale bones reflected the cold light under the light, which complemented his cold breath. There was no doubt that this strange soul skill had extremely terrible power.

"What is that?" "His arm is actually a bone!"

"Oh my god, could it be that Wang Xiaolei, who is covered by the black robe, is actually a skeleton?"

The weirdness of the evil soul master made countless people's scalps numb and their whole bodies shiver. Some timid spectators even couldn't help but close their eyes and dared not look at the scene on the competition stage.

Wang Xiaolei didn't care about the reactions around him. On his raised right hand, the purple-black light became stronger and stronger, and the evil aura surged like a tide. The temperature of the entire competition stage dropped suddenly, as if even the air was about to be frozen.

His evil frost can not only pollute the opponent, but also make the evil aura of the resentful spirit madly erode the opponent, and even turn the opponent into a resentful spirit and become part of his power.

At the same time, the evil frost also has a very strong restrictive effect, which can freeze the opponent's soul power and make it unable to move. As for how long the opponent can be restricted, it depends on the opponent's own strength.

At this time, Wang Xiaolei's fifth soul ring has been lit up, indicating that his soul power has reached its peak at this moment.

Having learned from the lesson of Ji Li's carelessness and being killed by his opponent, Wang Xiaolei had no intention of showing mercy this time, and his first move was a killing move.

The purple-black light on his right hand became extremely dazzling, and the entire competition stage was shrouded in this evil aura. At the same time, a whimpering sound of resentful spirits also sounded, which made people shudder.

Even the Unbroken Douluo's face became gloomy.

Of course, he was not afraid of Wang Xiaolei's attack ability.

However, he could feel that the resentful spirit aura contained in Wang Xiaolei's ability was so strong that it was brought by at least hundreds of lives!

This guy is an executioner.

Although Zheng Zhan was born in the Sun and Moon Empire and had close relations with the royal family, he had no good feelings for these evil soul masters.

He even secretly thought in his heart that if possible, let Yuan Gungun of the Snow Demon Sect kill this guy, and he would never intervene.

"Ah!" With a scream, Wang Xiaolei swung his right arm downwards, and suddenly, a purple-black long whip was thrown out from his raised right hand.

The long whip pointed forward and whipped Yuan Gungun, who was restrained by the evil frost.

This is his powerful fifth soul skill, the Whip of Death.

Once hit by the Whip of Death, it will be eroded by the breath of death.

At the same time, it will be madly attacked by the terrifying breath of the resentful spirit contained in the Whip of Death until its own soul is transformed into a resentful spirit.

This Whip of Death also needs to be refined with resentful spirits.

There are already more than 200 resentful spirits on Wang Xiaolei's Whip of Death.

The fifth soul skill composed of so many resentful spirits is so powerful that even many seven-ring soul saints cannot withstand it.

You know, souls that can be made into resentful spirits are not everywhere.

It is not okay to kill anyone casually. Only those who have deep resentment in their hearts, or those who have suffered great fear when they died, will have powerful resentful spirits.

For this, Wang Xiaolei didn't know how many people he had killed to achieve today's success. Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan still didn't know enough about evil soul masters.

The lives that Wang Xiaolei had killed were more than a hundred, and had already exceeded four digits.

The purple-black whip swept past, and countless shrill screams suddenly rang out in the air. Just this sound came out from the competition stage in one direction, and the audience who were closer felt dizzy as if their souls were leaving their bodies.

After this game, all the audience who felt dizzy went back and got seriously ill.

Yuan Gungun stood still, as if he had really been contaminated by the evil frost. Facing the fall of the death whip, he seemed to be unable to do anything.

Seeing that the terrifying whip was about to fall on him. Suddenly, a strong golden light burst out from Yuan Gungun's body.

The evil ice-blue color that had previously attached to him exploded instantly and spread outward.

Then, a crystal clear golden hand reached out and grabbed the long whip.

"Ah--" A shrill scream suddenly came from the whip of death, the voice was full of pain and despair, as if it was undergoing the cruelest torture in the world.

Around Yuan Gungun's palm, a group of dazzling light mists rolled violently, gushing out like boiling magma.

Each piece of light mist exuded a sacred breath, but twisted into painful human faces, struggling and wailing in the air, and finally dissipated into nothingness.

Intertwined with the power of light are wisps of strange purple-black mist, which slither in the air like poisonous snakes, exuding a heart-pounding breath of death.

Wang Xiaolei was furious when he saw this, and roared like a beast.

He spent countless efforts to refine this evil whip of death, and even sold his soul to the darkness, and finally ended up being neither human nor ghost.

Now, this treasure that condensed all his efforts was gradually damaged by Yuan Gungun's power of light, which was an unbearable pain for him!

Every time the purple-black mist dissipated, it was as if a sharp knife stabbed into his heart, making him feel miserable.

However, Wang Xiaolei was a strong man who had experienced countless life and death tests. Under the severe pain and anger, he could still maintain a trace of calm.

He did not try to take back the whip of death, because he knew that with Yuan Gungun's current state, any defense would be futile.

He made a prompt decision, shook his right wrist violently, and the originally straight whip of death suddenly danced like a spirit snake, and wrapped around Yuan Gungun's neck like lightning.

Wang Xiaolei's movements were as fast as lightning, and his moves were fierce and decisive, obviously with the determination to kill.

However, he was also very clear in his heart that Yuan Gungun was no longer the same as before.

He clearly saw that the soul ring representing the fifth soul skill on Yuan Gungun's body was shining with dazzling light, which meant that he had entered the state of being possessed by the Light Titan.

With the power of the Light Titan, Yuan Gungun's defense and attack power will reach a terrifying level. It is not easy to defeat him.

But Wang Xiaolei also has his own trump card. He saw that the sixth soul ring on his body suddenly lit up, and groups of rich purple-black light gushed out of his body, quickly covering his whole body.

The black cloak that had been covering him for a long time also broke at this moment, revealing his true face hidden under the cloak.

As many people guessed, under the black cloak, Wang Xiaolei's body turned out to be a skeleton without a trace of flesh and blood. It was a living skeleton!

In the empty eye sockets, two dark red flames were beating violently, as if they were ghost fires from the depths of hell, emitting a creepy light.

On his pale bones, strange purple-black patterns emerged, like some ancient and evil runes, emitting a frightening power fluctuation.

Wang Xiaolei slowly raised his left hand and gently pressed it on his right hand holding the whip of death. The purple-black light that was surging on his body suddenly poured into his right hand like a tide, and finally poured into the whip of death.

The vengeful spirits that were howling in pain on the long whip all quieted down at this moment, as if they fell into a deep sleep.

A terrifying breath of death broke out from the whip of death, like a surging tide, rushing towards Yuan.

Yuan Gungun's face changed slightly. He could clearly feel that a strong breath of death was coming at him, hitting his senses like a huge wave.

The breath was cold, evil, and had a disgusting smell of decay, as if it was going to devour all life in the world.

The whip of death in his hand trembled violently, as if it wanted to break free from his control and fly towards the source of the breath.

Yuan Gungun's mind moved, and he decisively let go of the hand holding the whip of death. He took a deep breath, condensed the power of light on his palms, and then slapped forward.

His right palm shone with golden light, like the sun in the sky, with unparalleled power to break evil, and hit the purple-black breath fiercely.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar, like a bolt from the blue, exploded above the competition stage.

A circle of shock waves visible to the naked eye spread out in all directions with the two people fighting as the center. Wherever it passed, the air was violently distorted and the ground was cracked.

Yuan Gungun stood still like a mountain, but his face became solemn.

Because he found that although he had tried his best, the purple-black aura was only repelled a little, and did not completely dissipate.

On the contrary, after a brief pause, the aura swept towards him again, and its momentum was more ferocious than before, as if it was a beast that wanted to devour him completely.

Yuan Gungun did not dare to neglect it and slapped out with his left palm again.

This time, the golden light on his left palm was more dazzling, like the scorching sun, emitting endless light and heat.

"Boom!"

There was another loud noise, and the golden flames collided with the purple-black aura again, erupting with more terrifying energy fluctuations.

Yuan Gungun slapped his palms continuously, and the golden light thunder was like a string of cannons, constantly bombarding the purple-black aura.

Each light thunder contained an extremely powerful evil-breaking power, enough to kill a Soul Douluo-level strongman into slag.

However, facing such a fierce attack, the purple-black aura still did not dissipate, but became more and more condensed, as if it turned into a huge black palm, grabbing Yuan Gungun's head.

He raised his head and let out a loud long roar, and then rushed towards Wang Xiaolei again. Bone claws appeared on the ground again.

Unfortunately, this time, his sharp bone claws could no longer touch Yuan Gungun's body.

The power of light seemed to cover Yuan Gungun with a layer of golden armor, allowing him to move freely in Wang Xiaolei's attacks.

Every time the bone claws swung, they could only bring about a violent energy fluctuation, but could not touch the corner of Yuan Gungun's clothes.

Wherever Yuan Gungun passed, those originally extremely sharp bone claws broke into pieces and turned into bone powder floating all over the sky.

The soul fire in Wang Xiaolei's eyes jumped violently, and a flash of panic flashed across his eyes.

In the previous confrontation, he thought that he was as strong as Yuan Gungun, but now it seems that he is completely at a disadvantage.

He could not distance himself from Yuan Gungun, and he could not cause substantial damage to Yuan Gungun with his two strongest soul skills.

Wang Xiaolei knew in his heart that he had to change his strategy as soon as possible, otherwise he would fall into an extremely dangerous situation.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his inner uneasiness, and thought about countermeasures quickly in his mind.

He knew that Yuan Gungun's state would definitely not last long. As long as he could survive this period of time, he would have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Wang Xiaolei's best attack method is long-range consumption, but now facing the extremely fast Yuan Gungun, long-range attacks are difficult to work.

It is even more unrealistic to rely on speed to open the distance. His only choice now is to use strong defense and continuous attacks to delay time and wait for the moment when Yuan Gungun's state subsides.

Wang Xiaolei's skinny right hand gently raised, and the third soul ring suddenly lit up, emitting a faint purple light. A dark purple bubble appeared out of thin air, expanded rapidly, and wrapped his entire body inside.

Then, his dry bone arm opened slightly, and the purple-black lines on his body seemed to be injected with life, instantly becoming extremely bright, emitting a strange light.

At the same time, he stretched out his arms, and the fourth soul ring also lit up. Pieces of purple-black halos spread out around him with him as the center, emitting a cold breath, which was chilling.

This is Wang Xiaolei's third soul skill, Death Guardian, and the fourth soul skill, Dead Sea. Wang Xiaolei's most powerful attack method is the fifth and sixth soul skills released in the state of the dead sea.

Previously, because Yuan Gungun's attack was too fast, he had no time to release the dead sea and could only passively defend.

The dead sea is somewhat similar to the domain, but it is different. It can only act within a range of ten meters in diameter around Wang Xiaolei's body, and once it is used, it will not change position with Wang Xiaolei's movement. (End of this chapter)