Emperor Yan of Douluo Continent

Chapter 182

Tang Ling's eyes were deep, looking at a certain direction outside Barak's kingdom, the speed suddenly increased, and it disappeared like a shooting star.

Outside the Barak Kingdom, in a dense forest.

A black meteor streaked across the sky, and the meteor fell to the ground, creating a huge crater on the ground. Smoke and dust splashed up, and a person could be vaguely seen standing inside.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

A gloomy sound resounded in this dense forest, and the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, revealing the people in the giant pit.

It was full of cracks filled with black mist, and it looked as if it would shatter at any time. The scarlet vertical pupils were full of hostility and killing intent.

Thin black mist billowed out and began to spread all over the dense forest.

There are many small animals in the dense forest. They died immediately after coming into contact with the black mist, turning into dust and dissipating.

Tick, tick.

Drops of saliva slipped from the corner of his mouth full of ferocious sneers.

The black mist filled the entire forest, as if shrouded in a unique dark night, a scalp-numbing hoarse laughter came out of the black mist.

Whoosh!
A figure flew out from the Barak Kingdom, with dazzling golden flames erupting from his body, he rushed into the dense forest shrouded in the churning black mist without hesitation, and went straight to the figure covered in cracks.

"Bule." Tang Ling stopped and looked at Bule with cracks all over his body in the huge pit.

"Jie Jie!" Bu Le raised his lowered head slowly, an extreme desire to kill erupted from his scarlet vertical pupils, "Di... Yan..." The voice sounded like a video tape stuck, after a long time Only then stiffly added the last three words: "Killed...you..."

Tang Ling's pupils narrowed slightly, the Jin Yan on his body turned dark white in an instant, he raised his right hand, and mercilessly blasted a ball of fire towards Bu Le.

Bang!
The chill surged out, and the ground was covered with frost, but Bu Le's body disappeared strangely.

Tang Ling wasn't surprised at all. After all, he was the one who got a trace of the original source of Ming Prison. Although it was less than one in ten million, if it was still that weak, it really couldn't be justified.

Tang Ling's eyes were full of purple gold, and the purple gold eyes looked so dazzling in the world surrounded by black mist.

Suddenly, Tang Ling turned around abruptly, and the third soul ring lit up directly. The crimson flames churned, and the churning flames formed a crimson fire phoenix more than ten meters long above Tang Ling.

The third soul skill, Fire Wind Burns the Sky!
"Go!" Tang Ling's purple-gold eyes flickered slightly, and his fingertips pointed in a certain direction.

cracking!
Huofeng let out a long cry, flapped its wings and rushed towards the direction Tang Ling was pointing at.

A streak of scarlet flashed in the direction Tang Ling was pointing at. Huo Fenghuang was very fast and arrived at the place Tang Ling was pointing at almost instantly.

At this moment, the thin black mist suddenly began to churn. Under the radiance of crimson light, Bule carried a sickle on his shoulder, and six deep and pitch-black soul rings danced neatly on his body, even the soul ring There was a faint black mist all over.Among them, the first soul ring suddenly lit up, and the sickle blade was shrouded in a thick black light, and swung down towards the fire phoenix.

The huge sickle directly split the fire phoenix in half, and the sickle hit Tang Ling directly, and the scarlet vertical pupils burst out with unspeakable resentment and extreme killing.

The fire phoenix was originally transformed from a scarlet training demon fire, without any consciousness, the body that was cut in half directly turned into sparks and dissipated.

Tang Ling turned slightly, and the sickle blade brushed past Tang Ling's robe.

"Ruined...you..." Bule's hoarse voice was like a devil crawling out of hell, and he rushed towards Tang Ling waving his sickle.

The first time he fought against Bu Le, Tang Ling was pressed and beaten. The second time, Tang Ling used the triple fusion ice fire burst for the first time, seriously injured himself and broke his arm. This time was the third time between them fighting.

Tang Ling's eyes were dull, and beneath the plain was indifference.

Maybe even he himself didn't realize that as Di Yan's memory gradually merged with his own, the temperament on his body had undergone earth-shaking changes.

There is coldness and domineering in the laziness.

With a light grip of Tang Ling's left hand, the three flames quickly condensed into a three-foot-long sharp sword. He tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and rushed towards the welcoming Bule.

clang!
The sickle and the sharp sword made a sound of gold and iron when they collided, and a small cracking sound reached Tang Ling's ears. Tang Ling's body took two steps back, and Bu Le flew out like a rag. It hit the ground hard.

Tang Ling looked down at the Ice Flame Sword in his hand. There was a clearly visible crack on the body of the Ice Flame Sword.Pupils narrowed slightly, the ice flame sword in his hand thrust into the ground, the second of the four spirit rings dancing on his body suddenly lit up, he clapped his hands on the ground, blue flames surged out from between his fingers, in the blink of an eye will cover a radius of [-] meters
A hundred miles around was shrouded in blue flames, and the blue light illuminated the churning thin black mist, and the temperature rose to a terrifying level in an instant, as if Bule fell into the blue magma.

The third soul skill, Death Thorn!
"Boot!" Tang Ling snorted, and in an instant, a blue flame like blue magma churned, and between the flames flickered, thorns wrapped around Bu Le's body like a giant python.

"Take it!" Tang Ling shouted again, clenched his hands slightly, and the thorns wrapped around Bu Le's body slowly shrank and tightened. As if in pain, there was still a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"There's no pain, and there's no blood..." Tang Ling stared at the thorns on Bu Le's body and frowned, "It's like a weathered mummy."

"Jie Jie..." Bu Le stared in Tang Ling's direction, still letting out a piercing sneer.

Tick, tick.

Foul-smelling saliva flowed from the mouth, dripping on the thorns.

"Laugh?" The corner of Tang Ling's mouth curled up slightly, and a warm smile bloomed on his face. Among the four spirit rings dancing on his body, the number one spirit ring suddenly lit up, covering the ground with frost, which did not affect the blue flame. On the contrary, there is an illusion of comparing with each other, the cyan flame burns more fiercely, the frost covers the ground, but the cyan flame burns fiercely on the frost.

White ice fog began to rise, and ice beads condensed in the ice fog, and the dense blood beads covered the entire radius of a hundred miles.

Tang Ling turned his palm slightly, then clenched it suddenly, "Attack!"

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Huge ice thorns are condensed one after another, and ice thorns are separated from the ice thorns, just like cell differentiation, one separates one, two separates two, and the ice thorns will extend another An ice thorn, each ice thorn shone with a sharp cold light, and the radius of a hundred miles was instantly covered by the ice thorns one by one.

Like the fangs of a poisonous snake, the tip of the ice thorn pierced fiercely towards Bu Le's body.

(End of this chapter)