Douluo's ice devil Yuhao

Long Xiaoyao looked at Di Tian very carefully. This was the most powerful enemy he had faced so far.

Although they are both extreme level experts, there is still a big gap between his strength and Ditian. He can only parry, but it is difficult to threaten the opponent's life.

Moreover, Long Xiaoyao's purpose was not to fight to the death with Di Tian. He had other motives for delaying time.

But at this moment, the Holy Spirit Cult has become the target of public criticism after being exposed. Long Xiaoyao knew in his heart that he not only had to fend off Di Tian, ​​but also had strong men such as Xuan Lao Xiong Jun to deal with. Even if he went all out, he might not be able to last long. Too long.

"Roar--"

Mr. Xiong saw that his sky-ripping claws were easily neutralized over and over again, and he felt that his majesty was shattered. After roaring angrily, he waved his thick dark golden arms again, and ten more bright golden blades were about to strike at Long Xiaoyao from the air.

At this moment, an even bigger shadow suddenly appeared behind Mr. Xiong's huge and fat body. The outline of the shadow was like a human figure, but it did not emit any breath, as if it appeared out of thin air.

The sudden appearance of the giant black shadow disrupted Mr. Xiong's rhythm. He quickly twisted his neck and looked back. The sky-searing claw originally aimed at Long Xiaoyao also lost its direction and flew towards the ruins of Shrek City.

"not good!"

Seeing the Sky-Tearing Claw flying straight towards Shrek City, all the elders secretly thought that something was wrong. If the aftermath of the battle continues to rage, the southern gate of Shrek City may even be in ruins.

Mr. Xuan shouted in a deep voice: "Protect Shrek City!"

The elders did not dare to neglect, and just like Wan Longyan who resisted Di Tian before, they once again faced the Heaven-Removing Claw.

Various soul powers collided, making sharp roars and explosions, and the bodies of Xian Liner, Qian Duoduo and others were blown away by the huge impact.

Xian Lin'er vomited blood, gritted her teeth and looked in the direction of Mr. Xiong. The successive high-intensity battles left Zhongsu Lao with almost no time to rest. Even the super Douluo could not bear the terrifying consumption caused by resisting this level of attack.

Qian Duoduo is in relatively good condition among all the old men in Zhongsu. His Black Dragon Shield is a top-level defensive martial spirit. Although his cultivation level is far inferior to that of Mr. Xiong, he can forcefully eat several of its sky-shredding claws.

Even Di Tian couldn't help but frown at Mr. Xiong's strangeness. He didn't even notice the huge black figure that suddenly appeared.

But Di Tian reacted quickly, and let out an ear-shattering dragon roar from his mouth. The thick soul power was instantly released along with the sound waves, knocking back the black shadow behind Mr. Xiong.

The huge black shadow felt Di Tian's power and instantly retreated a hundred meters away.

Di Tian narrowed his eyes slightly and shouted: "Death Demon Puppet? I didn't expect that there are masters. If such an evil martial soul wants to cultivate to this level, it will probably swallow a lot of souls, right?"

The huge black shadow is the martial soul of the Holy Spirit Cult Master Zhong Liwu, the Death Demon Puppet. His current cultivation level is at level ninety-eight, and what he is best at is sneak attacks.

Zhong Liwu, dressed in gray robe, slowly emerged in the air a hundred meters away, with the Death Demon Puppet behind him, saying loudly: "Uncle Long, I'm here to help you."

Long Xiaoyao nodded slightly. Since Zhong Liwu's strength was enough to hold back Xiong Jun and other strong men, he only had to deal with Di Tian.

The difference between level ninety-eight and level ninety-nine is huge. Mr. Xuan would be defeated in an instant in front of Di Tian, ​​while Long Xiaoyao was confident of fighting for hundreds of rounds.

Mr. Xiong roared angrily: "Pretend to be a ghost!"

After shouting, the huge body suddenly turned into a cannonball and shot towards Zhongli Wu. Two claws and ten blades popped out, about to tear the Death Demon Puppet into pieces.

The Death Demon Puppet was very large and did not make any evasive movements. It was about to come into contact with the sharp dark gold fear claws.

However, at the moment when the Dark Gold Terror Claw was about to tear apart the Death Demon Puppet, the Death Demon Puppet's black shadow first split into several pieces, and the slash that could tear everything apart seemed to hit the invisible water flow. Causes no harm at all.

Mr. Xiong was furious, and his claws danced wildly again, sending out one slash after another, all of which passed through the black shadow of the Death Demon Puppet's body.

The ability of the Death Demon Puppet is extremely weird. For a moment, it actually took advantage of Mr. Xiong, who had always been good at close combat. At this time, the Red King also arrived. It opened its three bloody mouths and blasted three dark red rays of terrifying heat towards the Death Demon Puppet.

This time Zhong Liwu did not dare to bear it forcefully, but controlled the Death Demon Puppet to disappear on the spot.

The Red King's breath blew away, and the Death Demon Puppet reappeared.

Under the gray robe and bamboo hat, Zhong Liwu's eyes greedily and playfully moved back and forth on the two ferocious beasts, Lord Xiong and Red King.

One of his natural abilities is to control beast souls for his own use.

The beast souls absorbed by the Death Demon Puppet will be devoured and turned into supplements for Zhongli Wu's native beast soul. Now in front of Zhongliwu, there are two extremely powerful ferocious beasts. If he can kill them with his own hands, maybe Zhongliwu, who has been stagnant at level ninety-eight for a long time, can break through the limit in one fell swoop.

Zhong Liwu's eyes moved again, and finally settled on Di Tian, ​​who was confronting Long Xiaoyao in the distance, and the greed in his eyes became even stronger.

The Red King and the Xiong Lord are indeed powerful enough, but if they can successfully kill the strongest beast god in the continent and make it their own, he will deserve to be the number one person in the continent.

The Holy Spirit has been hit too hard, and Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui are old and have less than a few decades to live. He, Zhong Liwu, will soon inherit the Holy Spirit Sect.

Before that, the Holy Spirit Religion must have a strong Ultimate Douluo.

Ye Xishui killed so many hundred-thousand-year-old soul beasts in a row, not only to trigger a tide of beasts and destroy all lives, but also to leave a great gift for his son.

Based on their strength alone, neither Long Ye nor the two of them dare to say that they have the upper hand over Di Tian, ​​but now, after absorbing the power of souls all over the mountains and plains, Ye Xishui is fully confident in this.

While Zhong Liwu was thinking, Mr. Xiong roared again and swept his palm towards him.

It was so angry that it had completely lost its patience. Regardless of what weird abilities the Death Demon Puppet had, it simply attacked Zhong Liwu's body directly.

Zhong Liwu himself cannot change at will like the Death Demon Puppet, and like most evil soul masters, his physical fitness is definitely far inferior to that of Xiong Jun. If he is swept by the dark gold terror claw, he will definitely be cut into several pieces.

He did not dare to neglect, put away the greed in his eyes, and at some point he had a huge staff in his hand. The staff was raised in the air, and with a low roar, a huge black dragon head suddenly appeared in front of him.

The dragon's head exudes a strange bright green light, and green flames dance in a pair of hollow dragon eyes. At the same time as it appeared, gusts of dark wind echoed in the air.

This turned out to be a huge bone dragon!

Seeing the sudden appearance of the bone dragon, Mr. Xiong was not frightened. The speed of the dark gold terror claw did not slow down, trying to chop the bone dragon into pieces.

It dares to challenge the real golden-eyed black dragon king, let alone a mere bone dragon.

The bone dragon soon showed its full figure. Zhongliwu stood at the head of the dragon, looking extremely small on the hundred-meter-long pitch black bone dragon.

Facing the oncoming Mr. Xiong, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he slowly raised the staff in his hand, and the bone dragon under his feet opened its mouth.

A strange scene appeared. The originally pitch-black skeleton suddenly turned cyan, and the dark clouds that had just been wiped out in the sky condensed again and turned cyan.

The color of the sky and the earth changed, strong winds rose, and ferocious tornadoes hit the bear in front of him one after another, smashing his fat body to the ground.

This is the power to control the wind.

Di Tian, ​​who was in the distance, his eyes narrowed when he saw this, and he looked coldly at Zhong Liwu and the bone dragon at his feet.