Douluo: Humans are peerless, fake gods.

Taking this opportunity, Long Xiaoyao shouted loudly, the dark aura surged, and the nine soul rings rotated rapidly, forming a black mist that enveloped him. His figure gradually became blurred in the darkness, and instead, the figure behind him became more and more condensed. The real shadow of the dark holy dragon martial spirit.

  Immediately afterwards, a loud dragon roar suddenly sounded. In the black mist, a majestic dark holy dragon about a hundred feet long was entrenched in the desert.

  It is completely black, as if carved from obsidian, with blood-red pupils, ferocious fangs, and majestic momentum. It was the true form of the martial spirit displayed by Long Xiaoyao!
  At this moment, he has merged with the Dark Holy Dragon Martial Soul and completely transformed into the Martial Soul form. The Dark Holy Dragon is Long Xiaoyao, and Long Xiaoyao is the Dark Holy Dragon, who has raised his strength to its peak state.

  After his soul power reaches the limit of Douluo, Long Xiaoyao rarely has the opportunity to use his martial soul true form. Once he uses this blow, it means that he will go all out, and it also means that the life and death battle will officially begin!

  "Bang bang—"

  Long Xiaoyao didn't hesitate at all. Among the remaining six soul rings, one purple and one black exploded again. After a brief period of weakness, his momentum increased steadily again.

  With the blessing of the ring-exploding energy, Long Xiaoyao's strength increased exponentially at this moment. Blood-red eyes stared at Su Luoheng, and a pair of black claws glowed with an icy cold luster, as if they were made of cast steel.

  (Note: The reason why I didn’t use my martial soul avatar before was because I was completely suppressed by Su Luoheng. I could only use some simple soul skills to deal with it, and I didn’t have time to release my martial soul avatar.)
  "Roar--"

  The dragon soared with hundreds of bones, and the dragon was mighty. After a high-pitched roar, he teleported, and the dark holy dragon suddenly appeared behind Su Luoheng. It waved its sharp claws and brought a cold wind to the back of his head.

  Su Luoheng's backhand was a single shot.

  "clang--"

  The golden spear and the black steel claws intertwined in mid-air, emitting a harsh friction sound. Leaving a deep scratch on the fine scales. But it’s hard to make any progress.

  When the golden dragon gun collapsed, the huge impact that followed made Su Luoheng's mouth numb, and he retreated nearly a hundred meters before the force was completely released.

  Taking advantage of this opportunity, Long Xiaoyao hovered, and black air flow lingered around him, forming a layer of darkness. Ripples rippled across the domain.

  "Although it is still unbelievable now, I must admit that you are the most powerful opponent I have ever seen in my life. Even Dragon God Douluo Muen has never been able to force me into this situation."

  "Although I am an Ultimate Douluo, and you are just a Soul Saint, I can't defeat you in this place. So, now I can only use this move, and it will be the strongest move in my life."

  As he spoke, Long Xiaoyao's body suddenly surged with a strong and terrifying energy wave. At the same time, as the two black and two red soul rings collapsed, all nine of his soul rings exploded. Especially when two hundred thousand year soul rings exploded, the energy generated was even more terrifying.

  Not only that, Long Xiaoyao even detonated the two soul cores that symbolized the core of Ultimate Douluo's strength. Converted into huge energy and injected into this final blow.

  Exploding nine rings in a row is extremely dangerous. If Long Xiaoyao hadn't used the power of Long Dan to suppress it, he would have been counterattacked by this energy on the spot.

  And now Long Xiaoyao has exploded two soul cores, which can be said to have cost him his life. Regardless of victory or defeat in this battle, Dragon King Douluo will cease to exist.

  But Long Xiaoyao's move was not impulsive. On the contrary, he knew very well that he could not defeat Su Luoheng in this world. Even if the nine rings explode together, there is no chance.

  Instead of being wasted by Su Luoheng in this desert, it would be better to strive to the highest level and end this battle in the most heroic way. It does not disgrace the name of the Dragon King.

  Who knows, it's possible to defeat it. It can be considered that he has eliminated a major hidden danger for Xi Shui.

  And... he also wanted to see how far his life-burning ultimate blow could go!
  "Su Luoheng, I remember your name. It's enough to meet an opponent like you in your old age..." The next moment, countless dark dragon breaths spurted out from the ripples behind the dark holy dragon, Overwhelming, covering a radius of [-] meters. Each dark dragon's breath contained destructive power, as if tearing the space apart, overwhelmingly sweeping towards Su Luoheng.

  "Is this the ultimate burning blow of Douluo?"

  The violent air waves rolled, carrying a devastating power that was suffocating. But facing the overwhelming dark dragon's breath, Su Luoheng had no intention of evading or defending.

  "In this sword system."

  "There is no weapon that can counteract this move."

  Su Luoheng murmured to himself.

  I saw him standing still, with his right arm raised slightly and his fingers bent. A bright blue light flashed in his palm. Circles of light blue light quickly spread to the entire desert.

  "Although it's unfair..."

  "But let me return the favor with all my swords!"

  Just as the dark dragon's breath gathered and took shape, a buzzing sound suddenly came from the sky and the earth. Immediately afterwards, the long sword that had been silent on the sword hill rose into the air.

  Visible to the naked eye, as the projections of long swords meet in the sky, a huge rain of swords that can cover the entire sky slowly rises with overwhelming force.

  A tyrannical momentum is rising!
  As low as level one, as high as level nine... Ever since Su Luoheng awakened the Infinite Sword-making Spirit, all the weapon projections he has analyzed are gathered here. The entire space is filled with endless edge.

  And with this blow, all the analyzed projections were shot out in one go.

  "go with!"

  Su Luoheng uttered a word, and suddenly, sword rain poured down from the sky. With overwhelming power, he faced the dragon breath released by Long Xiaoyao.

  "Boom!"

  An earth-shattering collision echoed through the sky.

  The dark dragon's breath, as black as ink, violently collided with the rain of swords in the sky, shooting out dazzling and dazzling sparks. The entire space was rendered blue-purple, as terrifying as the coming of a heavenly disaster.

  Although the swords continued to break and collapse, in the huge rain of swords that filled the sky, this consumption was insignificant.

  However, the surging dark dragon's breath obviously lacked stamina. Under the overwhelming sword rain, it retreated steadily and gradually became thinner.

  At this moment, Long Xiaoyao's eyes were full of horror. He thought that even if this life-threatening attack could not break this world, he could still compete with it, right?

  He never thought that his all-powerful blow would still be suppressed by Su Luoheng, leaving him with no room to fight back!