Like most evil soul masters, his abilities were based on killing. Wang Xiaolei knew this better than anyone else.

At this moment, Wang Xiaolei's mind was extremely calm. He wanted to use this skill to pollute Yuan Gungun. As long as he polluted his martial soul and made him unable to use the power of light, he would be able to gain an absolute upper hand.

The next moment after the evil frost was cast, Wang Xiaolei tapped the ground with his toes and took a step forward like a ghost. At the same time, he raised his right hand high and pointed directly in the direction of Yuan Gungun.

As he raised his right hand, his sleeve naturally slid down to his shoulder amid the exclamations of the audience, revealing his right arm, which was completely made of white bones without a trace of flesh and blood.

The pale bones reflected a cold light under the light, which complemented his gloomy aura, leaving no doubt that this strange soul skill possessed extremely terrifying power.

"What is that?" "His arm is actually made of bones!"

"Oh my god, could it be that Wang Xiaolei, hidden under that black robe, is actually just a skeleton?"

The evil soul master's weirdness made countless people's scalps tingle and their bodies shiver. Some timid spectators even closed their eyes and dared not to look at the scene on the competition stage.

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

His evil frost can not only pollute the opponent, but also allow the evil aura of the vengeful spirit to madly erode the opponent, and even turn the opponent into a vengeful spirit and become a 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 moment, the fifth soul ring on Wang Xiaolei's body had already lit up, indicating that his soul power had now reached its peak.

Having learned the lesson from Geely's previous carelessness and underestimation of the enemy, Wang Xiaolei had no intention of showing mercy this time and used a killing move as soon as he attacked.

The purple-black light above his right hand became extremely dazzling, and the entire competition stage was shrouded in this evil aura. At the same time, a whimpering sound like a vengeful spirit also sounded, which was chilling.

Even Bupo Douluo's expression turned gloomy.

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

However, he could feel that the strong aura of resentful spirits contained in Wang Xiaolei's ability was brought by at least hundreds of lives!
This guy is an executioner.

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

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

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

The long whip pointed forward and lashed towards 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, one will be corroded by the breath of death.

At the same time, they will be madly attacked by the terrifying vengeful spirit contained in the whip of death until their own souls are transformed into vengeful spirits.

This whip of death also needs to be refined using vengeful spirits.

There are already more than two hundred evil 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 saint level experts cannot withstand it.

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

It's not that you can just kill anyone. Only those who have deep resentment in their hearts, or 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 his current success. Undefeated Douluo Zheng Zhan still didn't understand evil soul masters well enough.

The number of lives lost at Wang Xiaolei's hands is more than a hundred, and has already exceeded four digits.

As the purple-black whip swept past, countless shrill screams suddenly rang out in the air. The sound alone, which came from the single direction of the competition stage, made the spectators who were closer feel dizzy as if their souls were about to leave their bodies.

After this game, these dizzy spectators all fell seriously ill when they returned home.

Yuan Gungun stood still, as if he had really been contaminated by the evil frost. Facing the falling whip of death, he seemed 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 his body instantly exploded and spread outward.

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

"Ah--" A shrill scream suddenly came from the Death Whip. The voice was full of pain and despair, as if it was suffering the most cruel torture in the world.

Around Yuan Gungun's palm, balls of dazzling light mist were rolling violently, gushing out like boiling magma.

Each piece of light mist exuded a sacred aura, but was distorted into painful human faces, struggling and wailing in mid-air, and eventually dissipated into nothingness.

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

Seeing this, Wang Xiaolei became furious and roared like a wild beast.

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

Now, this treasure, which embodies all his hard work, is gradually being damaged by Yuan Gungun's power of light. This is simply an unbearable pain for him!

Every time the purple-black mist dissipated, it was as if a sharp knife stabbed into his heart, causing him excruciating pain.

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

He did not try to retract the Whip of Death because he knew that given Yuan Gungun's current condition, any defense would be futile.

He acted decisively and shook his right wrist violently. The originally straight whip of death suddenly danced like a spirit snake and coiled towards Yuan Gungun's neck at lightning speed.

Wang Xiaolei's movements were as fast as lightning, and his moves were ruthless and decisive, and he was obviously determined to kill him. However, he was also very clear in his mind that Yuan Gungun was no longer the same as before.

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

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

But Wang Xiaolei also had his own trump card. His sixth soul ring suddenly lit up, and balls of rich purple-black light gushed out of his body, quickly covering his entire body.

The black cloak that had covered his body for a long time suddenly shattered at this moment, revealing his true face hidden under the cloak.

Just as many people had guessed, under the black cloak, Wang Xiaolei's body was actually a pile of white bones, without a trace of flesh and blood, it was actually a living skeleton!
In the empty eye sockets, two balls of dark red flames flickered violently, like ghost fire from the depths of hell, emitting a creepy light.

Weird purple-black patterns appeared on his pale bones, like some ancient and evil runes, emitting heart-pounding fluctuations of power.

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 all poured into the Whip of Death.

The vengeful spirits that were howling in pain on the whip all became quiet at this moment, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep.

A horrifying breath of death burst out from the Whip of Death and rushed towards Yuan like a surging tide.

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

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

The Death Whip in his hand began to tremble violently, as if trying 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, concentrated the power of light on his palms, and then slapped forward fiercely.

His right palm shone with golden light, like the sun in the sky, and with unparalleled power to destroy evil, it fiercely struck the purple-black aura.

"boom!"

A deafening bang, 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 place where the two men fought as the center. Wherever it passed, the air was violently distorted and the ground cracked inch by inch.

Yuan Gungun stood still as a mountain, but his expression became solemn.

Because he found that even though 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 even more ferocious than before, like a ferocious beast that was choosing its prey and wanted to devour him completely.

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

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

"boom!"

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

Yuan Gungun clapped his palms continuously, and the golden light lightning struck the purple-black aura like a string of cannonballs.

Each ray of light contains an extremely powerful force to destroy evil, which is enough to blast a Soul Douluo-level strongman into pieces.

However, in the face of 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 on the head.

He let out a loud and long roar towards the sky, 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 have covered Yuan Gungun with a layer of golden armor, allowing him to move freely among Wang Xiaolei's attacks.

Every time the bone claw swung, it 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 shattered one after another and turned into bone powder that floated all over the sky.

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

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

He was unable to increase the distance between himself and Yuan Gungun, nor was he able to cause any substantial damage to Yuan Gungun with his two strongest soul skills.

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

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

He knew that Yuan Gungun's current state would not last long. As long as he could hold on through 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 be effective.

It was even more unrealistic to rely on speed to create distance. His only choice now was to use strong defense and continuous attacks to delay time and wait for the moment when Yuan Gungun's condition subsided.

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

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

At the same time, he stretched out his arms, and his fourth soul ring lit up. Purple-black halos spread out in all directions with him as the center, emitting a cold aura that made people shudder.

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

Previously, because Yuan Gungun's attack was too swift, he had no time to release the Sea of ​​Undead and could only passively defend.

The Sea of ​​Dead Souls is somewhat similar to the Domain, but it is also different. It can only be used within a 10-meter diameter range around Wang Xiaolei's body, and once it is cast, it will not change position as Wang Xiaolei moves. (End of this chapter)