Douluo's spirit treasure Douluo

This man has long white hair that is fluffy on the back of his head. He is more than two meters tall and has an extremely strong body. Although he looks like a middle-aged man, his gray hair and the small wrinkles on his face all show that he is This man is not young.

"Boy, don't waste your efforts. My Mad Lion's Roar is designed to break through mental soul skills. If you surrender obediently, I can save you some pain." The white-haired man laughed wildly and then said to Tuesday.

'My mental strength is matched with the domineering field. At least I have to be a spiritual soul saint to not be suppressed by me. Otherwise, ordinary Soul Douluo will be affected, but this guy is not only unaffected, he can also break my field. '

While dodging the attack on Tuesday, he looked at the fifth soul ring that lit up on the white-haired man.

'It's just that the strength of the fifth soul ring is impossible to break my domineering domain. Does it have the amplification of soul bones? '

Last night, he dodged again and launched a soul king's attack. His body was flashing with lightning, and he was in front of a soul king in an instant.

"Wither Palm!"

After a dead wood palm hit the soul king, his body flashed with lightning, and he dodged the attack of another soul king, and then dodged towards the other soul king.

"Damn it, the seventh soul skill, the true form of the martial soul."

As the Soul Saint roared, he transformed directly into a huge bat. This time, the bat was completely black, with only the wings on both sides showing a little starlight.

"The second soul skill, the fog of the dark night."

A dark smoke directly enveloped the direction where Tuesday was, but the soul king did not panic after being shrouded in fog, and instantly burst out his third and fourth soul rings. Of these two soul rings, one has an amplifying effect. , one is protective effect.

He wanted to resist the palm, but looking at the palm that was getting closer, he suddenly felt fear in his heart. Then, with a bang, Tuesday's green palm slapped him directly on the chest.

The Soul Saint outside the smoke frowned and looked at the Soul King who was slapped in the first place. He fell to the ground motionless, and green light continued to flow out of his body. With this green light, Light flowed out, his soul power fluctuations became smaller and smaller, and his body began to wither.

In the end, the soul power completely dissipated and the body turned into withered bones. The Soul Saint looked at this scene with wide eyes and quickly said to the others next to him: "All Soul Kings, stand back and support from a distance. Don't Come closer.”

After saying this, he said to the two Soul Emperors next to him: "Such a strong attack ability must have limitations. It is impossible for it to have such a strong effect on people with higher soul power levels than him, so you Don't be afraid, you two, just be careful."

The two soul emperors nodded after hearing this, but their hearts were not at peace. After all, no one wanted to face such a miserable appearance?

Although the Soul Saint said a few words, he did not stop. Instead, he used his first and third soul skills, echolocation, and auditory connection to convey the pictures in his mind to the people next to him. Two soul saints and five soul kings in the distance.

Moreover, in the picture conveyed, one person reaches out and grasps the neck of another person. Although the person grasped by his hands is struggling desperately, he is unable to resist the other's strength at all, and gradually starts to lose the strength to struggle.

The soul saint who used his first soul skill frowned as soon as he saw this scene, opened his bat wings, and the fourth soul ring on his body lit up.

"Polar Night Star."

In an instant, the starlight on the bat's wings gathered light, and then these starlights emitted rays, attacking Tuesday in the dark night smoke.

The star of the night had just appeared, and Tuesday noticed it. Holding the exquisite pagoda in his left hand, he flew out with a stick, directly scattering the emitted light, and then waved the airtight pagoda curtain like a sword. , blocking all light.

The Soul Saint outside the smoke looked at this scene in shock. Then, after realizing that the Soul King was dead, he flew directly up and expanded the range of the smoke.

But at this moment, three flashes of lightning flashed, and each of the remaining three soul kings received a slap from Tuesday, and they all fell to the ground.

"Hadar, you loser!"

The white-haired man watching this scene from above frowned and yelled.

"Mad lion, possessed."

The phantom of a lion appeared on the white-haired man and possessed him. At the same time, eight soul rings appeared on his body, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black and black.

Then he made a direct leap and rushed towards Tuesday below, while making fists with both hands and smashing into it.

Then there was a roaring sound in the valley, and the ground was shaken out of smoke, which filled the surrounding area. However, the white-haired man in the smoke waved his left hand, and a strong wind took away the mist.

Looking at Tuesday, who had already moved away, he clapped his hands and said, "Boy, I didn't expect that in addition to your strong mental ability, you are also so fast."

Standing on a boulder in the distance, Tuesday, with electric sparks flashing on his body, looked at the white-haired man with a faint look: "Your strength is not that good?"

When the white-haired man heard this, his face stiffened, and then he said in a cold and expressionless voice: "Boy, my name is Dechar, don't hide, I'll show you how powerful I am!"

Then, Dechar's body instantly erupted with huge soul power fluctuations, and he appeared in front of Tuesday at an extremely fast speed, raising his palm and slapping it towards Tuesday.

Then there was a bang, a figure flew backwards, and then hit the rock directly.

'This guy's power is so strong. Is this guy's martial spirit really a pagoda? 'Dechar pulled his body out from the rock and looked at the motionless Tuesday opposite, somewhat doubting his thoughts about life.

"Boy, come again."

As Dechar roared, he used the three amplifying soul skills in his soul ring, which greatly enhanced his body strength, and then rushed towards Tuesday again.

"Lord Hadar, don't we step forward to help?" One of the fatter soul emperors said to the soul saint named Hadar next to him.

"If I want to fuck you, Lord Dechar won't speak. If we run up, we're afraid we'll be beaten up by Lord Dechar." Kadar shook his head and said.

The Soul Emperor nodded and could only look at the two people from where he was.

This time, Dechar, who rushed forward, was not knocked away. Instead, he took five steps back and stopped. However, when he looked up at the opposite side, he found that Tuesday only took a step back.

"Boy, what kind of soul master are you? You're so damn fast and you're so powerful?" Dechar said harshly.

Tuesday did not pay attention to him, but turned to look in the direction of Shrek's motorcade.

"Well, that direction is Lordiara. Why is he looking in that direction?"