Douluo: Through time, I became Tang San

Boom!

When the layers of thunderclouds in the sky continued to surge, a huge thunder ball of light finally formed, and that ball of thunder light was slowly squeezed out from the layers of thunder clouds, like a thunder meteorite. It fell from the sky, and smashed fiercely at the big blue silver tree where Tang San was.

Tang San sat cross-legged under the tree, raised his head, and the thunder ball was reflected in his pupils.

His expression was quite calm, without any panic, the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand vibrated violently at this moment, soul power poured out like a torrent, and finally poured all of it into the big tree behind him.

Immediately, the blue silver tree became more and more tall and strong.

Strictly speaking, this blue silver tree was transformed from Tang San's fourth spirit ability intensifying the blue silver grass.

boom!

The thunder ball whizzed down, and finally hit hard on the canopy-like canopy of the towering tree exuding a dazzling halo.

Crackling!

At that moment, countless leaves and branches instantly turned into withered black, and one-tenth of the huge canopy turned into scorched black, which was eroded by the power of thunder.

However, with the passage of time, the Lightning Ball finally dimmed because the power was exhausted.

After the power was exhausted, the thunder ball dissipated, and the towering tree left behind was extremely tragic. Nearly half of the area was covered in scorched black, and the entire tree seemed to be crumbling.

Seeing this, Bei Mingxue in the phantom array breathed a sigh of relief.

But before she could breathe out completely, she was shocked to see that the charred area of ​​the big tree was rapidly dissipating, as if a force full of vitality surged out of the big tree again, and then The scorched black began to fade, and the area that was originally destroyed was revived and turned green again.

The branches and leaves are all continuing to grow firmly, highlighting the extremely tenacious vitality.

Bei Mingxue's pretty face turned cold, but she couldn't believe it in her heart.

Because the resilience and firmness of this big tree transformed by Tang San with his own Blue Silver Grass spirit is a bit beyond imagination.

It's not that she has never encountered Tang San's methods before. She also fought against a soul master with a plant-type spirit before, but the defense developed by the opponent's plants was almost instantly shattered under her thunder. In the face of absolute power, it is useless.

But Tang San, this big tree, was extremely tenacious.

"Is it because of the blessing of the right leg bone?"

Bei Mingxue frowned.

"But let me see how many waves of attacks you can withstand!"

Bei Mingxue's eyes flickered, and finally turned into determination. Now the two sides have formed a confrontation. She can only forcibly destroy Tang San's blue silver tree, and this is also Tang San's last defense.

As long as the blue silver tree is split open, this fight will have a result.

So Bei Mingxue stretched out her slender fingers, and there was a thunder light jumping at the fingertips, and the thunder light fell with her fingertips, as if it had turned into a thunder pattern.

Thunder Lane soared into the sky and merged into layers of thunderclouds.

The third soul skill, Thunderbolt!

Boom!

The thunder cloud suddenly surged violently again, and after ten or so breaths, the thunder like a giant python roared down overwhelmingly, and the roar resounded through the world.

Bang bang bang!

At this time, the giant tree below began to bear the attack like a storm.

The huge canopy was constantly being destroyed, and everything turned into scorched black.

But in the thunderstorm that filled the sky, the giant tree quietly took root on the ground, bearing the baptism of the thunderstorm, no matter how violent the attack was, it remained motionless, showing amazing tenacity.

This scene fell on everyone in front of the tower.

Xie Yue, Hu Liena and the others all had solemn expressions, they obviously didn't expect Tang San to choose this way to deal with Bei Mingxue's fierce bombardment.

This is a contest of soul power between the two sides.

Dongfang Yunxin was also watching this side, a look of admiration flashed across her eyes, Tang San's response was very rational, Bei Mingxue's phantom array is so powerful that it is unpredictable, once it falls into it, it will naturally fall. into her grasp.

But Tang San fell into it, but he didn't panic, but took the same measures. Under his static defense, Bei Mingxue's phantom formation was actually restrained by him.

However, in this way, Tang San was still on passive defense, after all he couldn't break out of the formation in this situation.

And as long as the formation cannot be broken, Bei Mingxue still has some advantages after all.

But there is no way, Bei Mingxue also has twin spirits, and she is also a level 49 Soul Sect, which is already ahead of Tang San. It may be very good that Tang San can turn the situation into this.

At this time, all the students of Wuhundian Academy wanted to know, in this case, who would be the final winner?

Rumble!

The sound of violent thunder resounded endlessly.

The sea of ​​flowers has long been destroyed and turned into a mess.

In this phantom formation, only the area where the big tree is located has not been scorched black.

Tang San raised his head, looking solemnly at the lightning flashing all over the sky, he could feel his body and soul power being consumed rapidly.

But if you want to come to Beimingxue, it's the same.

So he chuckled lightly and said, "Senior sister, the current situation is a bit out of your expectation, right?"

In the phantom formation, Bei Mingxue's cold snort soon sounded: "Tang San, you did surprise me, but you don't need to be complacent, you can't break my phantom formation at all, here, you will still lose sooner or later. "

"Now you, if you take the initiative to admit defeat, you can still be a little decent."

Tang San said with a smile: "I lost even if I lost, what more dignity is there?"

"What's the point of struggling?" Bei Mingxue said coldly.

"It seems that you think you have the chance to win?" Tang San said.

"Although you can still persevere now, you are in the phantom formation, and I have the initiative, but you can't find my real body. If you continue, although it will consume a lot of time, I will definitely win." Bei Mingxue said.

Tang San smiled: "Really? But I don't think so."

Bei Mingxue sneered, only thinking that Tang San was the last stubborn one.

Tang San looked up at the sky full of thunder, with the power of the Clear Sky Hammer Ten Thousand Years Soul Ring, it would not be difficult to forcefully break the formation, but this was not in his choice.

He has other means.

Moreover, it has been successfully implemented.

"Bei Mingxue, I think I should win." He suddenly smiled and said.

"Tang San, you can't win by dreaming." Bei Mingxue said disdainfully.

Tang San raised his head, his eyes looked at the big blue silver tree, the big tree was already a little dilapidated after being bombarded by thunder countless times, but it was still being burned by wild fire, and the spring breeze was blowing and it was constantly recovering, while Tang San San's line of sight was looking somewhere in the crown of the tree.

On the branch there, hung a black fruit.

The fruit had already shattered under the previous thunder bombardment, and unknowingly, black air rose up and dispersed in this phantom formation.

Tang San held the ivory knife in his palm, feeling a little regretful, after all he knew very well that after the next blow, the durability of the ivory straight knife would be on the verge of limit.

The wrist flipped, the yellow light flashed, and the ivory was thrown towards the black fruit.

"Letter chasing soul!"

deadly guts——

boom.

The fruit exploded, and the purple mist filled the air.

Almost instantly, Bei Mingxue felt a sudden sharp pain coming from her body, and even the soul power in her body began to become disordered at this time.

"what happened?"

Bei Mingxue turned pale with shock, she hastily raised her hand, only to see a black poison spot gradually spreading in her palm.

The poisonous gas was extremely domineering, wherever it passed, even her own soul power was collapsing one after another.

"poisoned?!"

An endless chill rose in Bei Mingxue's heart.

Did Tang San do it? !

How did he do it? !

that fruit?