Douluo: I have countless clones

Chapter 218
"Rage Fist!"

"Fire soul, condense the heat!" Li Huo's body exploded with flames, he gathered his strength, and his whole body's soul power was condensed on his right fist. He rushed out fiercely and hit the opponent's arm.

The violent force was too strong. Under this contact, the two of them flew upside down, the muscles on their bodies were torn, and there were bloodstains flowing from the two of them, and the growth rate of the two of them could be seen disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Captain!" The six people anxiously stepped forward to check. Lie Huo's body was covered in blood, and there were nostrils on his face. It seemed that a trace of blood flowed from all seven orifices.

They have never seen Li Huo in such a state of distress. There are still such people in Tianniao World. It seems that they should come, otherwise, once Tianniao encounters them, the consequences will be very serious.

"It's really embarrassing, Mad God, you have today." Another cold voice came from a distance.

Luo Ye concentrated, wondering where this person came from and why he didn't find out!

"A 99-level guy who is good at hiding?" He looked at the source of the voice. Since the other party knew him, he must be from the Mingming Empire.

"Stop mocking me, I'll kill you if you're in a hurry!" Moloye said viciously.

"Hey! You're going to kill me if you're injured like this. I'm so scared. Come and kill me."

The person who came was holding a folding fan. He looked handsome and looked like he was only in his 20s. There are many soul masters who can keep their looks, and it is most likely that Limit Douluo will return to basics.

"We underestimated them. Not only do they have several peak Douluo, but they even have someone who is as strong as me. If you want to anger Emperor Langya, you can laugh at me."

Mad God's spirit increased by [-]% of his soul power, and the meridians all over his body have been damaged, and fighting against the raging fire caused his muscles to be damaged a lot, requiring large-scale medical treatment.

"It's not that you are stupid, you insist on one-on-one duels, otherwise I would have killed you." The folding fan youth's eyes were sharp, only his eyes were exposed.

"Bring them back, these guys let me deal with it."

Luo Ye said: "You stop them from running away, I'll meet him."

He and Tianniao did not move. They silently watched the group of people on the battlefield, completely treating themselves as bystanders. An extraordinary person came to the other party, which aroused Luo Ye's interest.

Wan Che disdains, eyes contempt: "Who are you? Why are you fighting me?"

"I am your father, ever-changing!"

The corner of Luo Ye's mouth raised, and Long Yuan swung at Wan Wan from his hands.

When Wan Bi heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched, the veins in his hands popped up, and the soul ring rose behind him.

"Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you!"

He is tricky, judging from his eight black and one red soul ring configuration, he will definitely meet a certain god's palace and get a reward, otherwise it would not be like this.

You said that the ninth soul ring is a 10-year soul ring, Luo Ye at least would not have thought of the Divine Mansion, but your first soul ring is a ten-thousand-year soul ring, if it is not a reward from the Divine Mansion, where can you increase the age of the soul ring? ?

"Your soul ring configuration is not good." The soul ring appeared behind him, five red and four black, especially eye-catching.

"Oh, each other!"

Wan Biting Douluo showed the original expression, no wonder he dared to fight with him, he had some strength, but the strength of the soul master is not only reflected in the soul ring!
He said: "You will be swallowed by me and become a puddle of pus!"

Wanbit Douluo, the number one powerhouse in Zhiming Empire.

He has a mutated Martial Soul, Smelly Mud, which can devour everything. It looks like mud, and all creatures swallowed by him are melted and turned into puddles of puddles.

"It's not certain who will be swallowed, so why worry?" Luo Ye was agile and followed him like a shadow. He hit Long Yuan with a stick, forming a critical blow on the opponent's head.

"It can't hurt me, my whole body is fused with the martial soul, and physical attacks have no effect on me." The moment he saw Luo Ye's martial soul, Wan Che saw the final result.

His body is as soft as stinky mud. No matter where he strikes, or how strong or weak the attack is, his soft body will not cause any injuries. He is not afraid of the opponent cracking it, because the suppression of the martial soul can definitely crush soul masters of the same level.

What's more, there is an eight-level difference in soul power between him and Luo Ye!

He is not afraid that the other party will find his weakness, after all, when he used the rebounding ability of the smelly mud, he killed a few soul masters who restrained him.

"There is always an upper limit to your soft body. I don't believe that you are 100% immune to physical attacks." Luo Ye used his soul skill and frantically swiped Long Yuan. He refused to admit defeat, and wanted to prove that his strength is strong enough to defeat anyone .

Luo Ye output crazily, swiping up and down Wan Che's body with enormous power, every time he beat his body into bumps, despite the boost attack, it was still useless.

Wan Bi shouted: "Soul skills, mud attached."

Luo Ye concentrated, staring at the other party closely, his stinky mud was black and purple, with some foul smell, but it was not the key, because the stinky mud thrown by Wanshi Douluo seemed to have a corrosive effect.

"My stinky mud has a lot of effects, and the toxicity is in the air, so be careful!"

Poisonous?
Luo Ye raised her eyebrows, and said inwardly that it's a pity, using a poisonous soul master to deal with anyone is useful, but it's a pity that it's useless to him. In front of him, any poisonous gas only needs a detoxification pill.

Luo Ye evaded and said: "Poison is useless in front of me, the corrosive effect is optional." He has cultivated to the best state step by step, and few soul masters have figured it out thoroughly.

"Why should I use it for hiding? Look at your feet, my goal is not you."

Wan Biting Douluo pointed to Luo Ye's side, and the soil he avoided fell to the ground, corroding a large area with pits and hollows, but it was actually condensed together.

"Soul skill, mud statue possession." Wan Bi drank lightly, and under the blessing of his soul power, the condensed smelly mud formed a human shape, which was exactly the same as Luo Ye except for the skin color.

"Possession attack, gun force, nine-star chain!" The controlled anthropomorphic held a spear and collided with Luo Ye's stick, but actively melted the condensed body.

"From the very beginning, he planned to use an anthropomorphic sticky martial soul, and then contact me?" Luo Ye secretly thought.The clay figurine that was beaten into two sections disintegrated and actively stuck to Longyuan.

On Wan Bi's smiling face, the stinky mud went straight up and was about to touch Luo Ye, who let go of Long Yuan and took the initiative to break the connection with Wuhun.

"How dark is your heart to think of such a destructive move?" Luo Ye couldn't help cursing.

I can't use my strength, and I am haggard when I hit cotton.

Wan Che said: "Darkness? You haven't seen anything darker, or you would have died a long time ago!"

He thought he had the chance to win, and at this point, Luo Ye was completely at a loss.

So he glanced at the few people in the distance, and found that they were in a stalemate with each other. With a soft snort, he split an ugly human body from himself.

"Your companions are already injured, and their strength is greatly reduced. Even if you use your avatars to help them, it is impossible to break through the line of defense. Is it possible for you to create six avatars of peak Douluo?"

(End of this chapter)