Emperor Yan of Douluo Continent

Chapter 62 Dreamland
With Tang Ling's coma, the cyan flame also slowly dissipated with Tang Ling's coma, and the thorns that bound Ye Zhiqiu also slowly turned into cyan particles and disappeared into the ground. Small ice cubes, perhaps no one wants to believe that there has been a battle here.

Ye Zhiqiu's body loosened, and he staggered back two steps, his chest heaved slightly, feeling the tingling pain from his arm, although there was no fatal injury, but he was so embarrassed by a great soul master that he lost everything The face belonging to the soul king looked at Zhao Wou-ki who was holding Tang Ling and said angrily, "You are the teacher of their academy, right? A student from your academy just insulted our Canghui Academy, you don't plan to give us Canghui Academy a Confession?"

Zhao Wuji ignored Ye Zhiqiu, and after handing Tang Ling to Tang San, he looked at Ye Zhiqiu who was extremely embarrassed, clicked his tongue and did not answer Ye Zhiqiu's question, and said to himself: "A soul king made such a huge mistake. They are really right, your Canghui Academy is really rubbish."

If Ye Zhiqiu used the second, third, or even fourth soul ability instead of the first when Tang Ling used the second soul ability, Tang Ling's second soul ability would have no effect on him at all. With the huge and pure soul power of the soul king, Ye Zhiqiu would be turned into ice cubes the moment the thorns bound Ye Zhiqiu. Soul skills, what is the difference between this and controlling yourself?
"you!!!"

"What are you, you really think your Canghui Academy is a high-level academy? Tell me, you need a fucking account, and the trash academy still wants Shrek to explain?" Who is Zhao Wuji?Before he entered Shrek Academy to teach, he was a majestic demon king in the Douluo Continent. Although he was not the most powerful type, how could he let his own Shrek students apologize to a trash academy?What's more, relying on Tang Ling to make a soul king so embarrassing by himself, that would greatly improve Shrek's face!Apologize?nonexistent!

Whether it's him, Flender, or even any teacher from Shrek Academy, that one is not a lonely person, in this respect Dai Mubai is most similar to a group of old fellows like them.

Ye Zhiqiu was furious and didn't argue, he raised his feet and walked towards Zhao Wou-ki, with a menacing look as if he was ready to strike at any time, obviously he didn't intend to let it go.

A great soul master has put himself in such a mess, and he still wants to let it go, which is a beautiful idea.

Zhao Wuji turned around and looked at the seven teenagers who had already gathered behind him, and said: "You are really useless, you can't even deal with a bastard, I will take care of you when I go back!!" It was obviously a reproach, but it sounded like a compliment . (Note: Tang Ling is alone on Tang San's back.)
Ma Hongjun kindly reminded: "Mr. Zhao, the bastard you mentioned is here..."

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, glanced at Tang Ling who had fainted, and said, "Go back to sleep!" After leaving these words, he turned and looked at Ye Zhiqiu, who was exuding a cold aura all over his body.

Zhao Wuji was a little impatient, he raised his right hand and slapped it out, not even using the spirit possession.

Ye Zhiqiu was furious, and released the ice seal of Xuanshui with all his strength, and the strong cold air rose. The tortoise shell faced Zhao Wuji, and said in his heart: "This teacher is also arrogant. If you don't even use the martial soul, I will let you suffer!"

It's a pity that it's not the soul sage Zhao Wuji's turn to suffer.

Zhao Wou-ki slapped the tortoise's shell directly with his palm, and the tortoise's shell was immediately covered with cracks, and his body was already flying high like flying through the clouds. Zhao Wou-ki glanced at Tang Ling on Tang San's back, wondering if it was an illusion, Tang San saw the soul sage tremble, and then the soul king was in trouble.

Zhao Wuji's eyes were sharp, his body leaned back slightly, and his fist as big as a millstone blasted out, hitting Ye Zhiqiu's tortoise shell one after another, and the last slap directly sent Ye Zhiqiu flying, he lost his disdainful look, and muttered: : "It really feels good not to draw people without a martial soul, no wonder..."

In the dream, Tang Ling stood in a colorful world. In this world, there were green mountains and rivers, forests, birds and flowers that he longed for. Everything seemed so clear and pleasant.

Xiao Wu fluttered colorful butterflies in front of him, cute and full of vitality, and beside her was a woman whose face he couldn't see clearly.

Zhu Zhuqing leaned lightly on Tang Ling's shoulder, looked at Xiao Wu in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was sharing something happy, but he couldn't hear the words clearly, Tang Hao and A Yin watched from not far away All this, Tang San hugged a woman and lowered his head to talk to her.

Blending into the harmonious and happy atmosphere, everyone showed contagious smiles and looked so comfortable.

And he, too.

For everything in reality, this seems to be the end, knowing that it is a dream, but it makes him intoxicated and unable to extricate himself, if he can, he is willing to stay here forever.

But things always have amazing twists, a good beginning will always usher in a bad end, just when he was in silence, there was a loud noise in the air, it seemed like a sea of ​​vicissitudes, and the scene of Taoyuan in front of him seemed to be swallowed for an instant Disappeared, replaced by a pale world.

In the world, Xiao Wu had already stopped running. The woman held Xiao Wu's hand. Except for himself, everyone was staring at the sky that was making a loud noise, all expressions showing fear, as if they saw something that made the things people fear.

Tang Ling, who was stunned, couldn't help looking at the sky. When he saw the scene in the sky, the pupils in his eyes suddenly enlarged. There, a huge arm burning with black flames slowly opened his eyes from the crack in the sky. Come out and grab them directly in the direction where they are.

An unprecedented sense of fear spread in his heart, and he even forgot to breathe, so he could only let that terrifying hand get close, and then press it in!

"Escape... Escape!!!!"

When the fear reaches a certain limit, only this word is derived.

His body was trembling crazily, his heart was beating wildly, but no matter what, his body couldn't make any movements, he could only let that shocking big hand grab him and slowly pull him into the crack.

Except for himself, no one was hurt by this giant hand. Tang Ling smiled, smiling in fear, and slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch that slender hand again.

"Little Ling!"

"Ling'er!"

"younger brother!"

Following the cry of tears, Tang Ling slowly raised his hand and put it down feebly, a crystal teardrop slowly dripped from the corner of his eye...

(End of this chapter)