Chapter 150: Ice Emperor Drinks Blood Wine, the Flaw of Sainthood

At the same time, a layer of translucent gray light film covered his entire body. The inside of the light film was also filled with blood-red light due to the change in the color of the evil god's wing magic pattern.

The countless wronged souls behind him formed a bloody light and shadow, which completely transformed from an illusion into a real thing.

The bloody figure became extremely clear, and it suddenly increased from the original height of 100 meters to 1,000 meters. Nine pairs of bloody wings appeared behind it, forming a perfect big circle.

This is exactly what Luo Hao looks like at this moment.

Circles of blood-red halos spread out from Luo Hao's body, as if turning the entire space into a sea of ​​blood.

"Martial Soul True Body - Stage Two!" Luo Hao said this lightly, words that were enough to shock all the soul masters on Douluo Continent for the rest of their lives. Whose Martial Soul True Body can evolve?

Luo Hao amplified the power of his seventh soul ring by fusing the rings.

The Human Emperor Banner ushered in the second evolution of its martial soul.

"Good strength!" Luo Hao clenched his fists, and the black and red dragon armor on his body clanged.

"Hyo, the second round begins!"

Scarlet lines appeared on Luo Hao's face, greatly stimulating his fighting power.

Blood suit!
He exerted force with his feet, a ripple spread out, and Luo Hao rushed towards the Ice Blue Emperor Scorpion like an arrow.

They fought a great battle in the sky.

Thunder, storm, fire, darkness, all kinds of elemental forces are controlled and harnessed by him to fight against the power of the Ice Emperor.

As for the ice power that Luo Hao was most familiar with, he did not use it. Facing the extreme ice, he had better not embarrass himself.

Shock waves burst out as the two collided, and the aftermath tore the earth apart, causing strong winds of level 7 to 8. The ice and snow that had been deposited on the ground for a hundred years rolled back into the sky at this moment.

In just a moment, the two collided hundreds of times, and the aftermath burst out almost at the same time, intertwining and confronting each other. Drops of blood fell to the far north and quickly froze into blood-colored ice crystals.

It became the blessing of the Ice God in the eyes of the Far North soul beasts in the future.

But a moment later, a figure was knocked down from the sky, creating a big hole on the ground.

It was Luo Hao.

"Sure enough, using one's own weakness to attack the opponent's strength is undoubtedly a stupid thing to do." Luo Hao grinned in the snow, and the original red lines had already turned into blue.

Possessing the power of a Titled Douluo for a moment, his body was catalyzed in advance, and his soul and physique were his weaknesses. On the other side was a 390,000-year-old beast.
Inhuman strength, even the top human beings can rarely compete with the ferocious beast in terms of physical strength.

This kind of gap cannot be erased even by a hundred thousand year spirit ring.

The emerald green light ball in the sky followed Luo Hao closely, locking him with its mental power. Once Luo Hao was about to use the mushroom egg, it would stop him.

Luo Hao took a deep breath and clenched his right hand into a fist as he raised it.

"If you can take this move, I will turn around and leave."

Although he still has a trump card, the fate of a mere Ice Emperor has already been determined, and it is not worth wasting his precious soul power.

"One thought and the flower blooms, and you rule the world!" Luo Hao's tone was calm but majestic, his eyes were deep, and his aura changed. He became noble, majestic, powerful, vast, and tolerant of resistance, dominating the world.

That kind of domineering aura soared into the sky, rolling up thirty-three layers of waves, with a look of neither joy nor sorrow, as if it was the will of the heavens above.
The silver-white mental power that was almost tangible caused the space within a radius of one kilometer centered on Luo Hao to suddenly collapse, forming an abyss like a black hole.

All the mental power and soul in this space were annihilated in an instant.

The martial spirit's true form that was torn into pieces by the Ice Emperor reappeared, transforming into a blood-red figure a kilometer tall, rendering the silver-white spiritual sea into blood red.

For a moment, he actually felt like he was competing against the Ice Emperor, a ferocious beast comparable to a Super Douluo.

The blood-red sea of ​​blood and the emerald green halo were clearly distinguished in the sky.

In the void, ice flowers bloom, ice flowers blossom, and ice flowers wither.

One after another, crystal clear petals fell from the sky.

Luo Hao's figure appeared on the petals, white and crystal. He looked like a fairy, like a Buddha smiling while picking up a flower, or like a Taoist master lying in the sky.

"Clattery" countless ice flowers shattered and turned into petal-shaped petals, and the petals condensed into ice flowers, repeating the cycle over and over again. At a glance, the sky was full of Luo Hao's figure. It was hard to tell whether they were petals or he had transformed into millions of bodies. It was hard to tell the real from the fake.

The figure inside is reflected, the flower blooms and the person appears, the flower blooms and I appear.

The countless figures among the immortal flowers punched at the same time.

"Boom!"

One punch, two punches, and even countless punches. Luo Hao's spirit and will are embodied in every petal, and even if the punches are real, they are still fake.

Based on the power of Titled Douluo, spirit and soul power are perfectly integrated.

Although Luo Hao's self-created soul skill is still a bit immature, it is enough to threaten the Ice Emperor.

"Humph, how stupid!"

"The Ice Emperor's Ao!"

Completely different from the previous casual attack, this time the Ice Emperor's Tortoise perfectly integrated his blood and soul power, delivering a punch that was almost at absolute zero.

"Boom!"

The ice flower figure instantly collapsed, and when the Ice Emperor's Tortoise appeared, Luo Hao's self-created soul skill became mostly ineffective.

Luo Hao showed a trace of helplessness: "I forgot that the ultimate ice absolutely suppresses ordinary ice attributes."

"But it doesn't matter. I will have this kind of power soon."

It ended in one move.

Luo Hao disappeared, leaving behind only a glass of blood wine

But in Bingdi's eyes, Luo Hao threw the blood wine to delay her in order to escape.

……

"As long as I drink this cup of wine... I can repair my essence and allow my bloodline to evolve." The Ice Emperor transformed into a young girl, raised her jade head high, and looked into the distance: "I will go to the human world again. Humans are not worthy of enjoying such good things."

Staring at the blood wine, his eyes were full of confusion. He drank it in one gulp. The blood wine exuded a charming aroma and went down his throat into his body.

The Ice Emperor felt his soul being nourished. The origin that had been scarred by the thunderbolt was also restored at this moment, and even sublimated. The power of the origin became stronger.

The pure blood of the Ice Blue Emperor Scorpion royal family flowing in the body is also evolving.

Bingdi slowly lay in the snow, with a pretty face, tall figure, and a green dress. She had a proud and cold temperament, and her fair and delicate face was charming on both sides.

The four emerald green magic patterns on his face contrasted with the white snow. Instead of destroying the Ice Emperor's exquisite and beautiful face, they added a seductive wild beauty to the Ice Emperor as a whole.

A head of long dark green hair was draped on the snow, and the skin was as white as ice and snow. Under the transparent texture of the skin, there was a faint blood-green light flowing, illuminating the surrounding objects.

Create a beautiful picture
Bingdi fell asleep quietly, and a strange word began to take shape deep in his soul.

……

Looking at this scene, Luo Hao finally smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"Finally... I'm about to get it."

"My first titled soul."

Since the day he came, he has never obtained the soul of a Titled Douluo.

It's not that he is unwilling to be holy and conferred the title of Douluo, but that he is unable to do it.

Titled Douluo are no longer human beings; they are beginning to evolve towards gods.

With his current limited power, he is unable to plunder such an existence.

The reason why he can identify Soul Douluo is because of his overwhelming mental power, which is enough to suppress their soul power and physique, thereby plundering their spirit and soul.

(End of this chapter)