Douluo's golden phoenix

"Alas!" Bai Feng said nothing, but two flame-like wings appeared behind him and soared into the sky.

She has no reason to let Wang Qian bear everything by herself. Since we all belong to a team, let's die together!

"Sister!" Bai Lu suddenly smiled. There were still glistening tears on her weak cheeks, but her pupils exuded an unusually firm light.

"I" Bai Feng originally wanted to reject Bai Lu's companions.

But she turned her head and looked at the sky. The dark golden coiled dragon stick suddenly burst out with unprecedented pressure. The golden dragon entrenched in the stick instantly broke away and headed towards Zuo Qian's lock.

But Zuo Qianzhi was not serious at all. The six illusory silver-white sword shadows hovering around him suddenly shot out, like white lightning, but they exploded in the wind in the void, carrying an indomitable momentum.

Ring melting skills, seven-kill breaking, single-target attack skills, and sharp sword intent can break through all defensive skills in the form of energy. Only physical defense can barely block it. The premise is that the cultivation level must be a master above the Contra level.

Moreover, the sword energy exuded by the Seven Kills Sword can also break the effects of all domain and auxiliary skills, specifically restraining the true form of the martial spirit.

In the seven-kill field, the power of one's own sword energy is increased by 100%, the soul power recovery speed is increased by 50%, and the effects of all soul skills are increased by an additional 100%.

There was a soft buzzing sound, and the two coiled dragon sticks transformed into clones were instantly destroyed in the silver-white sword intent.

"The realm of Seven Kills, you actually understood the realm of Seven Kills Sword, no wonder you are so confident!"

The huge Coiling Dragon Stick suddenly emitted a twisted halo of light and disappeared in place.

"It's useless. With the increase in the Seven Kills Domain, my sixth soul skill has its own barrier-breaking effect. The effects of any control skills cannot be released. I'm afraid your plan will fail!" Zuo Qianzhi sneered. road.

What he feared most was not the soul transformation of the opponent's weapon soul beast, but Li Qingsong's sixth soul skill, which was called the magical skill of displacement and forced control. This made Zuo Qianzhi, a Contra, I have always been worried about it.

Over the years, he has specialized in studying the Panlonggun Wuhun and learned from it the hard way, and finally understood the so-called ring-melting skill.

Sure enough, when the golden dragon suddenly wrapped around Zuo Qianzhi's body, he saw the latter's whole body shimmering with silver halo and twisting slightly.

With a soft thud, the golden dragon shadow shattered like porcelain, golden light flew in all directions, and the soul skill was broken. Even Li Qingsong, who had used his true form of martial soul, looked slightly pale.

How can the Golden Dragon Binding, the first soul skill, restrain Zuo Qianzhi's sixth soul skill? My body is like a sword, and this is still under the blessing of the Seven Kills Domain?

My body is like a sword, which is similar to a soul master's martial soul avatar. As long as the soul power is consumed, this soul skill will not disappear. It can be said to be a permanently consuming soul skill.

Of course, the soul power consumed is also a terrifying amount. Although it is only the sixth soul skill, the soul power it consumes is equivalent to the martial soul's true body.

It's just that after so many years, although Zuo Qianzhi has not entered the realm of Titled Douluo, he has obtained three soul bones that are over 50,000 years old, one of which gives him the ability to quickly restore soul power.

As long as these two soul skills are there, Li Qingsong doesn't pose much of a threat.

The reason why he didn't use the martial soul true body could only be regarded as arrogance. If he maintained my sword as a body and the martial soul true body at the same time, even if he was a Contra, he wouldn't be able to withstand such consumption.

It's just that as a Contra, Zuo Qianzhi didn't wait for the so-called transformation, but the Coiling Dragon Stick in front of him really disappeared in front of him?

What's the situation?

Zuo Qianzhi was a little surprised. Suddenly, he felt that the space below him was slightly distorted. A dragon-coiling stick as black as ink suddenly appeared in front of the hundred-meter giant sword.

"Elder brother!" Wang Qian was surprised.

He knew that if they weren't here, Li Qingsong wouldn't be able to defeat that Contra, but he would be able to protect himself.

With a bang, the 100-meter giant sword exuding a sharp aura slashed at the left side of the Coiling Dragon Staff, making a tooth-piercing friction sound.

An illusory black halo flashed, and the entire Coiling Dragon Stick suddenly shrank to five meters away, and a thin figure rolled out from the Coiling Dragon Stick.

The second soul skill, the Mustard Seed Stick, condenses one's soul power and increases all attributes by one hundred percent.

Although it is only the second soul skill of the Coiling Dragon Stick, it is the only soul skill that can be used simultaneously with the martial soul's true form.

Because the second soul ring and the seventh soul ring of Panlong Stick are both from the same race of soul beasts, but the soul beast that hunts the second soul ring is the heir, and the soul beast of the seventh soul ring is the mother.

When Li Qingsong obtained his seventh soul ring, he was surprised to find that his second soul skill had mutated. Under normal circumstances, he could not use his second soul skill.

However, if used in the true form of the martial spirit, it can not only change the size of the martial spirit, but also condense one's own soul power.

The effect of increasing all attributes by 100% is an additional skill added after the effect of the martial spirit avatar.

But Zuo Qianzhi's ring-melting skill is not easy to deal with. Through the blessing of the seven-kill field of soul power, it has the effect of breaking the true form of the martial soul.

As long as it is struck by the illusory sword shadow transformed by Qi Sha Po, the true form of the martial spirit will be released immediately.

This made Li Qingsong unable to maintain his seventh soul skill anymore.

But although Li Qingsong came out in embarrassment, he still resisted the murderous intention of the Seven Killing Sword Spirit.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother!" Wang Qian said apologetically.

"This is not a battle that you can participate in in the first place. It is all due to the incompetence of senior brother. Today it seems that we really have to explain here. It is not a pity for me to die. It is just a pity for your divine martial spirit. I am ashamed of the teacher's explanation!"

Li Qingsong gave a helpless smile. Zuo Qianzhi, suspended above his head, looked at Li Qingsong impatiently.

Although this guy is a soul saint of the attack system, his skills are completely biased towards the control system. He is worthy of being a student taught by Bai Butong.

"Originally, I only wanted to kill Li Qingsong alone. It's just that you guys blocked the way to the Spirit Hall. You only have your own fate to blame!"

Zuo Qianzhi looked at the people below him somewhat coldly. He had no patience to continue fighting.

After the test just now, he clearly knew that Li Qingsong would never be his opponent again, and his Contra bottleneck was somewhat loosened.

"Seven! Kill! Break!"

Zuo Qianzhi's lips moved slightly, and seven silver-white sword shadows about a hundred meters high fell from the sky again, and the sharp energy locked firmly on Wang Qian and others.

The reason why he did this was to get Li Qingsong to use the rat weapon. Otherwise, if he didn't break through to the Titled Douluo, he really wouldn't be sure to keep Li Qingsong.

If the other party is determined to escape, he really can't catch him.

Li Qingsong's eyes moved slightly, but he could not condense the martial soul's true form again. The fine sword energy was swimming in his body, and a mouthful of sweet blood flowed out of his mouth. The soul power in his body now was less than 50%, and he could not block this at all. hit.

It's just that he can't retreat. Even if he wants to die, he must die in front of these children!

Li Qingsong thought of this, smiled slightly, and the third, fourth, and fifth soul rings on the Coiling Dragon Stick in his hand all lit up.

Roar! A loud dragon roar sounded, and the golden dragon statue entrenched on the stick seemed to be liquid, blending into the dragon coiling stick.

On the body of the stick, which was as smooth as a mirror, fine golden lines suddenly appeared, like dragon scales standing on end, attached to the coiled dragon stick.

The third soul skill, Golden Dragon Possession, increases defense by 70% and attack by 70%.

The fourth soul skill, the Coiling Dragon Golden Light Thorn, is a single-target straight-line attack, condensing the soul power at the tip of the stick. This is also the most powerful single-target attack skill of the Coiling Dragon Stick.

The fifth soul skill, clone transformation, condenses three clones. Each clone has 80% of its own attack power. It can also use skills at the same time, but its power is only 80% of the original body's power.

The three thin figures turned into three golden lightning-like streams of light, which shot into the void and collided with seven silver-white sword shadows that exuded a dangerous aura.

"Big Brother!"

Wang Qian shouted sadly, it turns out that this is how it feels to lose a so-called important person!