Emperor Yan of Douluo Continent

Chapter 119 Battle!
Three figures submerged in the black mist appeared in Tang Ling's realization, and the sense of familiarity in his soul became clearer and clearer, accompanied by an unprecedented sense of crisis.

Firmly guarding Xiao Wu behind her, her purple-gold pupils revealed a penetrating chill.

"Xiao Ling, I can't see the surrounding environment clearly, it's so dark..." Xiao Wu's beautiful pink eyes held a trace of fear as she tightly grasped Tang Ling's arm.

In her eyes, the surroundings were pitch black, with the breeze blowing slowly, there was also an indescribable coldness.

"Ziji Magic Eyes!!" The purple-golden light became a bit thicker, and after fully opening the Ziji Magic Eyes, the black mist became slightly dimmer, and the surrounding scenes could be seen vaguely.

The changes in Ziji Demon Eyes after Di Yan's awakening were not studied too much, but with the passage of time, the effect of the mutated Ziji Demon Eyes was finally exposed.

As long as the strength is not higher than their own third ring, they can easily see through the trajectory of their martial soul and soul power, and even predict the attack method and direction of their soul skills in advance.

Another point was that the attack methods against illusions were completely ineffective against Tang Ling, and the other type was the terrifying soul attack methods.

"If my guess is correct, this should be the forest not far from Soto City." There is a forest outside Soto City. There are not many people in that forest, and even small animals seldom come and go.Tang Ling didn't expect that in just a few minutes, they left Suotuo City. Suotuo City is a city, and the Great Soul Arena is located in the center of Suotuo City. Even if Tang Ling set out from the Great Soul Arena It is impossible to leave Soto City so quickly in just a few minutes!
"Someone may be eyeing me, Xiao Wu, find a chance to leave here later, and go to the Great Soul Arena to find my brother and the others." Tang Ling's eyes were full of seriousness, and this sense of familiarity became clearer and clearer. The feeling began to gradually make him panic.

"No! I don't want to leave!" Xiao Wu tightly grasped Tang Ling's arm, expressing her determination not to leave.

"Believe me, Xiao Wu, this time the opponent has at least the power of a six-ring soul emperor. Now I am not their opponent at all. You go back and find the dean and the others, and bring them here. At least, you still have one point." Hope to keep me alive!" Tang Ling held Xiao Wu's shoulders tightly, watching Xiao Wu's resolute and patient explanation that was always unwilling to retreat.

"If, if you continue to stay here, you will only hold me back! Xiao Wu, believe me, I will be fine! I will try my best to delay the time until the dean and the others come here." Tang Ling He has never been willing to rely on the strength of others to get himself out of danger, but now it is different, the sense of familiarity and sense of crisis in his heart makes the calm lake in his heart turbulent.

He kissed Xiao Wu's lips fiercely, and a low drink sounded from his mouth.

"Hong'er, take Xiao Wu out of here!"

Crimson flames appeared, and a fire phoenix whose whole body was made of crimson flames appeared. Although it was only one person tall, no one dared to underestimate the scorching aura emanating from its body.

The three of them did not stop Hong Ling from taking Xiao Wu away. It seemed that Xiao Wu had nothing to do with him. They even took the initiative to let Hei Wu get out of the way and let Xiao Wu leave. His only goal was Tang Ling. .

"Who the hell are you!" Bai Yan filled the air, and white flames flashed across the purple-gold pupils from time to time.

There was a long silence in the air. The three people who thought they would not answer spoke at the same time. The three different voices had the same essence, which was eerie and uncomfortable to listen to.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, I just want to see what level you have recovered to. Come on, let me see your strength." The black mist rioted and gradually subsided, and a seven-foot-long black mist curled up and could not be seen. Something that was clearly a sword or a knife appeared in the hands of the man who was the most front among the three.

"Who the hell are you!" The piercing chill suddenly increased, white flames filled the palm of his hand, and an icy blue long sword appeared in his hand, exuding a light blue cold light.

The riot of the black mist also made that sense of familiarity stronger and clearer.

"Who am I? Hehe, you haven't remembered yet? Sure enough, the recovery is still too slow, let me work harder for you." The sword-like weapon in his hand pointed at Tang Ling, three different The voice became more and more gloomy.

"Ming, prison."

The two words, like a boulder falling from the sky into the sea, became more and more familiar, knowing that Tang Ling would remember the name thoroughly.

The word Ming Prison is like a key to unlock the shackles deep in memory.

The majestic memories gushed out like a collapsing dam, and the white flames on his body began to flicker. However, at this moment, the Tai Chi diagram in his mind suddenly began to spin, exuding a faint white light, and the The majestic memory was sealed again, as if a stronger shackle had been built on the periphery of the collapsed dam.

Although the Taiji diagram blocked Tang Ling's memories in time that should not belong to him, Tang Ling still clearly captured a name. This name was more comprehensive than that one, and Tang Ling's heart was full of crisis. feel.

"Nine Nether Dark Prison!"

The figure with an unclear weapon waved his hand, and the two figures behind him slowly disappeared like black mist, leaving only the figure with an unknown weapon to confront Tang Ling.

"The things that old guy arranged in your mind are quite amazing. It just reminded you of my name. However, I still like you to call me Ming prison. Or, You." The palm stroked the weapon , but what came out of the mouth was still three different voices mixed together.

"Come on, let me see how your strength is recovering, hope, don't let me down!" With a fierce wave of the weapon in his hand, the black mist dissipated a little, and with a fierce step, he shot towards Tang Ling .

At this moment, Tang Ling also saw clearly the weapon in Ming Prison's hand. It was a sword, just an ordinary sword, but it was unencumbered and filled with an eerie feeling.

"Chong!"

The ice-blue ice sword burning with white flames collided with the blade wrapped in black mist, and a huge force came from the ice sword. With a click, the ice sword broke, and the strange long sword wrapped in black mist did not feel the slightest bit. Pausing, he stabbed Tang Ling directly in the neck.

Raising his left hand, a miniature ice shield appeared, which slightly blocked the strange long sword and was cut in half.

In just a split second, Tang Ling turned his head and rolled on the spot, away from the attack range of the weird long sword.

The muscles of the whole body were tense, the purple-gold pupils were shining brightly, the pale-golden flames lingered in the palms, and the white flames on his body were burning violently.

"The response was good, but unfortunately..."

(End of this chapter)