Douluo: Emperor of Light

"Qingyang, do you think we can go back to the past?"

A childish voice came to my ears, carrying hope for life in the outside world.

Qingyang turned his head and glanced at Xiao Bo.

A thin little boy, about six years old, leaned against the iron cage with his weak back, looking at him with hope in his eyes, wanting to seek some comfort.

His clothes were in tatters and he was dirty. Even a child from the poorest village would not look like this.

However, in this iron cage, in addition to his two children and Xiao Bo, there were three other people, all of whom looked miserable.

Qingyang and his friends from the same village have been imprisoned in this cave for several days.

At this time, Qingyang hadn't spoken yet, but another companion, Tie Zhu, spoke, but the ruthless words in his mouth broke Xiao Bo's last illusion.

"Don't be stupid, that's an evil soul master, how can he let us go back?"

After the words fell, the light in Xiao Bo's eyes dimmed and he murmured to himself.

"That's right. They are evil soul masters. They captured us just for training. When our martial souls awaken, we will die."

Qingyang sighed in his heart and looked at Xiao Bo and his four companions.

They were lying on the ground, the expressions on their faces were numb after being tortured, and they had the kind of mentality of breaking a jar and breaking it.

Don't talk about them, even yourself, isn't your heart filled with despair?

Since being caught, these friends have tried various methods, crying, making trouble, scolding, lying, begging, escaping... They have tried them all, but what they got in return was more painful torture, and some children even died on the spot. .

Qingyang's curiosity and longing after coming to this world became fragmented by the cruelty he saw in the past few days. He was not as numb as these children, and he only had more than ten years of life.

"It's not hopeless. If Wuhundian can find this place in time, we can be rescued."

Qingyang, who was helpless, could only comfort him like this.

Before the village was captured, he saw the deacon of Wuhun Palace sending out a signal for help. If they could find this place, they might really be able to be saved.

only……

These evil soul masters would let their children awaken their martial souls every day, and then use evil means to practice. It was not known whether they could persist until that moment came.

Qingyang looked at the sunshine outside the cave entrance. At this moment, he yearned for that kind of warmth.

stomping on...

The dull footsteps kept approaching, and Tie Zhu and the others had expressions of fear on their faces.

They saw a shadowy man in black robes walking in, looking at them greedily as if he were looking at prey.

Seeing the shivering looks of his four companions, the Yin Ying man even took a deep breath of enjoyment.

"I don't know if Wuhun Palace will find this place, but you guys... hehe, I'm sure you won't see that day."

The man laughed darkly.

Xiao Bo looked at this man with fear and hatred, and his body shrank back involuntarily.

The Yin Ying man opened the iron cage, looked at the children who were afraid to retreat, frowned, and said impatiently: "Get out quickly, let you experience the feeling of awakening the martial spirit before you die, but don't let me do it now Take action."

Qingyang's face was pale and he managed to get up. He supported Tie Zhu, who was shaking and extremely frightened, and moved out with his friends.

This man could really do it, and many people had been killed in the past few days.

Among them, in addition to the children who were used as sacrifices for training after their martial arts awakened, there were also some children who offended this person.

The evil soul master is not only cruel and ruthless in his training methods, but also has a violent and unpredictable personality.

No matter how slow his steps were, he finally walked out of the cave. In addition to the shadowy man, there was also a strong man sitting on a boulder with a big sword and a golden horse, exuding a bloodthirsty aura.

In the past few days, Qingyang had seen his martial spirit and knew that it was a fighting spirit king and that his martial spirit was a bloodthirsty bear.

It was he who took action, killed the soul masters on duty in the village, and captured them all.Although the evil soul master did not dare to show his strength under the attack of Wuhun Palace, it was too easy to deal with children like them.

The long-lost sunshine was shining on him, and Qingyang was in a bad mood as he looked at the bright world.

Because this will be the last time he sees it.

"Ghosting, go and help them awaken their martial souls. They will be able to practice faster later. I feel that my soul power is still a little short of improvement."

The big man commanded the Yin Ying man at will, but the ghost did not dare to resist at all.

"Kid, it's you, come here quickly."

The ghostly figure revealed his martial spirit and possessed him. A black mist enveloped him, and dots of forest green light flickered. Even in the daytime, there was an eerie feeling that lingered.

Four soul rings, one white, one yellow, and two purple, appeared. This evil soul master was clearly a soul sect.

Qingyang pursed his lips, looked at the withered palm pointing at him, and slowly walked to the middle.

"Qingyang!"

Xiao Bo couldn't help shouting, but the fear in his heart prevented him from making any move, so he could only watch helplessly.

When other friends in the same village saw this scene, they thought that they would be like this later, and couldn't help but feel sad.

"Boy, I hope you have a good martial spirit, so that the effect will be better for us."

The ghost smiled maliciously, then stretched out his hand and patted it. Black light poured into several special stones, forming a light curtain and wrapping Qingyang.

Qingyang closed his eyes and felt the magical fluctuations in his body. He knew that this was soul power, the most magical power on Douluo Continent.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel that a vast and far-reaching immortal will descended from the boundless universe and was connected to his brain at the deepest level in an unknown secret place.

Countless information and knowledge were continuously poured into his brain. At this moment, he seemed to be with all things in the world. It was also at this time that Qingyang knew the name of this will - the way of heaven!

This feeling of being like the incarnation of all things made Qingyang almost lose himself.

But fortunately, it came and went as quickly as it came, but in an instant, there was only a faint connection in the deepest part of the brain, and a trace of the will of heaven that began to fall silent.

Qingyang suddenly opened his eyes, and the ray of heavenly power in his body created a miracle, and huge power surged out from all parts of his body.

Pieces of supreme and noble golden battle armor quickly emerged from the void, clinging to his body, piece by piece joined together, and finally formed a majestic figure, like the only emperor in the world.

An invisible aura radiated out, and a terrifying coercion descended violently. The surrounding flowers, plants and trees were suppressed, as if they were meeting the master of all things in the world.

The big man opened his eyes, and a trace of blood flashed past. He looked at the figure in front of him in surprise, and said in disbelief: "Mutated martial spirit? How is this kind of power possible!"

He has always been unafraid of anything, but when faced with this unimaginably powerful martial spirit, he actually felt palpitations.