Douluo: my martial soul is a weed

Chen Huang was preparing dinner in the branch yard on the Tiandou City side, while communicating with the four people on the Yueguan side, asking them to come to him as soon as possible.

The four of Yueguan were already nearby, and they rushed over in a short time. The four of them were all dressed like poor people, and the camouflage skills of Wugong seemed to be learned from the same place as them.

A total of more than a dozen Title Douluo corpses.To be honest, Chen Huang felt a little lacking.

"After so many years, so few people have died?" Chen Huang asked.

The third priest said: "My lord, we can't enter the tomb of the Wuhun Palace, because it is too close to the great priest. These are the titled Douluo of some sects and families we are looking for, and some titled Douluo without background forces Luo. Even, my grandfather's bones are inside."

Chen Huang said in disbelief: "You dug up all your ancestral graves?"

Sanzongfang seemed a little embarrassed, he said: "Sir, I have a deep relationship with grandpa, so I brought him here."

Chen Huang also had nothing to say.

The third priest said again: "In the early years, the suzerain lineage of the Sacred Dragon School did not deal with our family. I also brought all three Titled Douluo from their lineage."

Including his grandfather, there were five White-armored Holy Dragon Titled Douluo in total. It was a big scene.

Chen Huang asked again: "Where is the sacrifice?"

Yue Guan said: "My lord, the sacrifice is outside the city, so it's inconvenient to bring it in."

"Let's go outside the city." Chen Huang said.

"Yes." Yueguan said, and put away more than a dozen corpses.

In a small forest outside the city, they tied up a dozen soul sects. There was still a cloth stuffed in his mouth and he couldn't speak.

"Then, let's get started." Chen Huang said.

Yueguan placed more than a dozen corpses on the ground and lined them up.

More than a dozen corpses were reincarnated and resurrected by the dirty soil at once.

Chen Huang looked at the dozen or so people who were a little confused, and said: "Afterwards, you will split up and do things for the Wuhun Palace. Their cities, passes, or even Wuhun City are fine. You can use these phone bugs."

Chen Huang's rice is not ready yet, so go back and continue cooking.

Sangong met his grandfather again as he wished, and even forgot about the issue of being on the opposite side of Wuhundian at this time.And, of course, some of his enemies.

Ghost said: "Do we still want to wake up to the fact that they are going to confront Wuhun Palace?"

Yue Guan said: "Forget it, they are all immortals anyway, it doesn't matter even if they die a few times. Let's tell them slowly when the time comes."

Chen Huang went back and cooked a delicious meal, but only he and Yang Chan ate.

The next day, the two set off to the extreme north again.

Walking on the ice field in the extreme north again, Chen Huang had a completely different experience from before. Even if he walked shirtless in this icy and snowy field without a coat, he didn't feel a little bit. Something to do with it.

The Far North Icefield is huge, but they had been here last time and already had a certain understanding of the area, so they directly dispatched several areas.

This is not the Star Dou Forest, and there are all kinds of strange soul beasts. Just like the snow wolves, snow dogs and other races we have seen before, the territory here is basically divided by ethnic groups.

They went directly to the deepest part of the Far North.

Tian Meng said: "Xiaohuang, I can release my own breath. I believe Bingbing will come to your door soon."

"Bingbing's origin was damaged during the 300,000-year tribulation, so she will definitely not be able to survive the 400,000-year tribulation ten thousand years later. So she has always wanted to use my origin to supplement her own damaged origin."

The pterosaur sneered: "Big bug, didn't you say you liked him? In the end, he just wanted to kill you?"

Tianmeng said angrily: "Shut up, do you want to be beaten again?"

Chen Huang said helplessly: "Tianmeng, bear with it. Anyway, I didn't mean to just find her, the Three Heavenly Kings of the Extreme North. This time, I want to make Yuanyuan. Whichever one you find first counts."

Yang Chan swept away his thoughts and said: "We are now far away from the area where ordinary soul beasts roam. The remaining ones are probably some high-level soul beasts that are tens of thousands of years old, and there are also soul beasts that are one hundred thousand years old."

"There seems to be a 100,000-year-old soul beast at the core. Let's go there and have a look." Yang Chan said.

"Is it the core area?" Chen Huang murmured, "Is it the Snow Emperor?"

It seems that because of the relatively deep position now, the blizzard is also non-stop.

Chen Huang's current energy can shake off the snowflakes that fall on his body. You don’t have to worry about the snowflakes accumulating too thickly on your body.

As soon as the two of them walked past, the shallow footprints left behind them were immediately covered by the wind and snow.

"Boom! Boom!"

As they walked, they heard such a sound. Looking from a distance, there are several Titan Snow Demons, huge bodies dozens of meters tall. Although he belongs to the Titan Snow Demon clan, this is not the Titan Snow Demon King, and he does not even have a life span of 100,000 years.

The Titan Snow Demon King is meters tall, and he is a Douluo version of a little monster.

Yang Chan glanced at it and exclaimed, "This is almost as high as my elder brother's usage of heaven and earth."

Chen Huang also saw Yang Jian use it once, that is when he defeated the Flame Giant. I don’t know why, Yang Jian has magical powers, but why Yang Chan doesn’t. Is it because this Yang Chan is not Nuwa's disciple?

In fact, it doesn't matter whose disciple it is, whether it has magical powers or not, after all, we are so familiar with each other.Not now, but in the future?

When the Titan Snow Demon passed by, the two walked to the edge of the footprints left by the Titan Snow Demon.

Chen Huang also put his feet into the huge footprints left by the Titan Snow Demon, the gap should not be too obvious.

Yang Chan smiled: "Stop gesticulating, your feet are useless."

Chen Huang sighed: "It's a pity, you don't dream."

"What's wrong with not dreaming? If I don't sleep, of course I won't dream." Yang Chan said.

"Otherwise, I can show you how old I am." Chen Huang laughed.

"what?"

"The soul bone of the Black Demon Emperor previously had the skill of Dream Giant. It can transform into a giant in dreams. It is definitely much bigger than the Titan Snow Demon just now." Chen Huang said with a smile. "But that's not necessarily the case with the Titan Snow Demon King."

Keep walking, keep walking, the two finally arrived at the deepest point. In the middle of the snowstorm, a beautiful woman in white stood quietly in the snow, looking at Chen Huang and the two.

Chen Huang and Yang Chan also looked at her.

"I remember that you have been to the Far North before." The woman in white said.

"Have we met you?" Chen Huang asked.

"We haven't seen it, but I have felt your breath."

"Who are you?" Yang Chan asked.

"Oh, he's the Snow Emperor." Tianmeng said in Chen Huang's sea of ​​spirits.

"Snow Emperor?" Chen Huang murmured. This image was quite consistent with his guess. Anyway, he had never expected a human woman to appear in such a place. It was basically only possible for a hundred thousand-year-old soul beast.

"They call me the leader of the Three Kings of the Far North, and they also call me Snow Emperor. I'm curious, who are you?" Snow Emperor said.