Douluo's Digimon Sign

"boom!"

The faint blue flame is like a ghost fire, burning everyone, but each one of them reveals their enthusiasm and longing, as well as their devout worship to the God of Death.

However, very soon, the leader of the Angel of Death realized something was wrong. Under the scorching flames of the demon fox, his eyeballs were about to pop out, his face changed drastically, and he looked very astonished.

Because, he saw the blue figure directly in front of him, and the figure on it was clearly only a few impressions to him, but it was deeply imprinted in his mind.

Ignoring the severe pain after being burned by the demon fox's flames, he changed his previous enthusiasm and reverence, suddenly turned around, and roared crazily: "This is not Lord Death, but an enemy. Everyone, stand up and meet the enemy!"

The Angel of Death yelled frantically, however, everyone behind him seemed to be immersed in their own world, unable to extricate themselves, their expressions were extremely intoxicated.

"Damn!"

The messenger of the god of death cursed, his face was very ugly, but he did not give up, "Just let you see why I can become the messenger of the god of death, give it to me!"

The messenger of death waved his hand, and countless black mist lingered in the palm of his hand. You could even hear the shrill screams and wails of pain inside. It was very strange. If you look closely, you can find that there are pictures one after another. face!

As the messenger of death summoned the black mist, he waved his hand, and the black mist in his hand immediately split into nine groups and flew towards the bodies of the people who were lying on the ground behind them.

The corpses of the nine people trembled violently, as if they were familiar with something, and then they got up unsteadily, opened their scarlet eyes, and looked at the galloping Garuru like nine bloody thunderbolts Beast and Muhua.

However, not only that, the other corpses that were also roasted by the demon fox's flames also stood up, and their bodies turned for a while. The parts that were damaged by the roasting were completely restored, showing a weird look. Together with the previous nine, a total of Twenty-one bodies!

Moreover, each of them is at least at the Soul Emperor or Soul King level, and even the strongest one has reached the Soul Saint level.

"Haha..." the messenger of death laughed wildly. His face was also filled with black lines, and black mist was constantly emitting, as if the whole person was shrouded in black mist, with only two scarlet eyes. His eyes tore through everything and looked forward.

"This is Lord Death's blessing. How can you, a young boy like you, be able to resist it? Die!"

The expressions on Garurumon and Muhua's faces had changed drastically. Only then did they suddenly realize why the Death Messenger who was a Contra had just been killed by them with one blow.

Originally, it was just what they thought. There were too many factors, especially because the power of the messenger of death was not fully reflected at that time. Just like now, facing twenty-one corpses, let alone Whether Huo Yuhao can be rescued or not, even I may not be able to protect myself.

Suddenly, the eyes of Garuru Beast and Mu Hua shrunk. At the same time, the Angel of Death, who was laughing wildly, stopped laughing in astonishment. The wild laughter on his face froze, showing a comic look.

However, the messenger of death who was closest to the dead body felt that this was not a light at all, but a sword radiance, a sword radiance blessed by the supreme sword intention!

"Puff puff!"

Traces of blood suddenly appeared on the twenty-one corpses, and streaks of sword light scurried across their bodies like snakes. Even though they were in great pain, roaring and struggling, they could not escape the sword light at all. Covered range.

After a while, the twenty-one dead bodies became like porcelain pottery that was about to be broken.

Garurumon and Muhua looked at this scene in astonishment, somewhat confused. When the Death Messenger saw this scene, he felt his whole body trembling, and an indescribable fear arose in his heart.

run!

Run now!

This is what the Death Messenger has been warning him of for many years.

The messenger of death did not hesitate at this moment, abandoning the twenty-one corpses he had stored for many years, turning into a black mist and heading straight into the distance. Looking at his figure, he looked extremely embarrassed.

"Here...huh? You..."

Mu Hua looked sideways and saw that the voice was an old man, the old man was holding a sword under his feet, and there were also swords that were as cold as swords surrounding him.

He had his hands behind his back, his face was extremely indifferent, his deep eyes seemed to see through everything, showing all the vicissitudes of life. He was dressed in white clothes, but the most peculiar thing was that although he looked very old, he had a childish face with white hair, as if he was a famous person. Like a swordsman.

However, what puzzled Mu Hua was why this old man who looked like a sword fairy looked at him with a suspicious look.

"It's strange...it's strange. You obviously have that kind of aura, but it seems like there's no problem at all. What is this..."

The old man looked Mu Hua up and down, with a scrutiny in his eyes, which made Mu Hua feel the sword energy all over his body, as if he would be cut through his whole body by the sword energy if he was not careful!

But it didn't take long, at most three seconds, before the old man turned his gaze back leisurely, looked in the direction where the death messenger was escaping, and said, "I'll go after that evil soul master first, and I'll leave the matter here to you."

As soon as the words fell, he turned into a sword light, and went straight to pursue the black mist that was receding at an extremely fast speed.

Mu Hua was a little confused, but she still focused her eyes on the twenty-one corpses with cracks all over their bodies.

Garurumon jumped up and went directly to the center of the twenty-one corpses, and was about to spit out a stream of demon fox flames to completely burn them all.

suddenly.

"Wait a moment......"

A familiar but somewhat different voice came from behind. Mu Hua turned his head and saw Huo Yuhao's figure standing behind him. Surprised: "Yuhao, you are not dead!?"

Huo Yuhao nodded calmly, his eyes were not disturbed, neither excited nor joyful, only calm like a pool of clear water.

This kind of Huo Yuhao made Mu Hua instinctively feel strange. Compared with the Huo Yuhao he knew, there was really a difference between the Huo Yuhao in front of him.

"Who are you!?"

Mu Hua narrowed his eyes slightly and had a bad feeling in his heart. He subconsciously walked towards 'Huo Yuhao'. If anything went wrong, he would use force.

The same was true for Garurumon. He not only stared at the twenty-one dead corpses with extremely weak aura, but also looked at Huo Yuhao warily.

But Mu Hua did not hope that this would be the result, because that would mean that the Huo Yuhao he knew might have...

Thinking of this, Mu Hua tried hard not to let himself think about it, and looked at 'Huo Yuhao' with a deep chill in his eyes, waiting for an explanation from him.

'Huo Yuhao' ignored Mu Hua's doubts, but spoke slowly, with a sense of vicissitudes coming over his face, "Can you hand over these dead bodies to me? They are just a group of poor people who can't escape after death."

Mu Hua frowned slightly, looked at 'Huo Yuhao', and said, "What do you mean?"

'Huo Yuhao' didn't speak any more, but sat cross-legged directly, pinched a handprint that Mu Hua couldn't understand, and muttered something in his mouth, and in Mu Hua's line of sight, there were streaks of gray aura constantly lingering from Huo Yuhao's body out.

However, these breaths have no bad meaning. Instead, they give Mu Hua a divine and bright breath. This feeling is very strange. What Mu Hua doesn't know is that the divine plan that has been lurking in his body is also here. A moment of divine brilliance bloomed.

Without Mu Hua's knowledge, he was attracted by the gray but strange aura of sacred light, and was further condensed into golden runes by 'Huo Yuhao'.

'Huo Yuhao', who had slightly closed his eyes, opened his eyes and looked at Mu Hua in surprise, feeling secretly surprised in his heart, "It's amazing that there is such a pure and sacred breath in this world, but this breath is a bit... How changeable..."

A series of golden runes were condensed by 'Huo Yuhao', and they were hit on the twenty-one corpses one after another. The corpses kept roaring and roaring, covering their heads with both hands, and screaming pitifully, and Groups of black mist continued to rise from their bodies until they dissipated.

When the last trace of black mist in their bodies completely disappeared, the twenty-one corpses completely regained their tranquility. Their faces did not have the slightest trace of violence and evil spirit before, but instead showed a kind of joy and touch of relief. At this moment, They are free and peaceful.

With peace and gratitude on their faces, they bowed down to Mu Hua and 'Huo Yuhao' one after another, expressing their gratitude silently. Then, their bodies dissipated bit by bit, slowly turning into A grain of dust finally dissipates in this world.

They...must have left with good expectations.

Mu Hua watched in confusion as the twenty-one corpses turned into dust. She didn't understand why they would bow down to him in gratitude. It was obvious that he didn't do anything, he was just standing here.

'Huo Yuhao' looked at Garuru Beast with vicissitudes in his eyes, and suddenly asked: "Is this your summoned beast?"

Mu Hua frowned, and said coldly: "So what, what about Huo Yuhao, what did you do to him!?"

'Huo Yuhao's' eyes filled with vicissitudes of life were a little confused at this time, and even more brilliant, "Summoned beast, a strange sacred power, I don't know why, looking at you always reminds me of a person, you are very similar to him... ....”

"Don't change the subject for me, let me ask how Huo Yuhao is doing!?"

Mu Hua gave Garurumon a look, and it immediately understood, and approached 'Huo Yuhao', and the two formed a siege.

'Huo Yuhao' took a deep look at Mu Hua, and said slowly: "You have very strong and pure sacred power, but this power is changeable, you have to learn to control this power, otherwise, there will be unpredictable consequences."

After the words fell, the vicissitudes of life on 'Huo Yuhao' dissipated completely, and Mu Hua could sense that Huo Yuhao had changed back to the Huo Yuhao he was familiar with.

Mu Hua held onto Huo Yuhao's body, which was about to fall, and supported him to prevent him from falling to the ground due to too much strength.

But that strange vicissitudes of life left Mu Hua with endless doubts.

"Does the divine power refer to the divine plan? It's changeable... What does this mean?"