Douluo: My martial spirit is Venerable Dragon

"Break it for me!" Elder Lin opened his eyes wide, hugged the huge Clear Sky Hammer with both hands, and threw it at the skeleton bear's paw that was attacking him.

This was his last blow. If he still couldn't succeed, then everyone present would be unable to leave.

"Bang~" The Clear Sky Hammer collided with the skeleton bear's paw.

The next moment, a red and black mushroom cloud rose slowly.

The powerful shock wave knocked Chen Ping and the others to the ground.

Even Bibi Dong on the side was not spared. Fortunately, the undead did not take this opportunity to continue attacking her.

"The fourth soul skill—Eight Desolation Wind Wall." Chen Ping seized the opportunity and cast a spell to create a soul skill.

The moment the wind wall rose, the shock wave in front of him and Lingyuan was greatly reduced.

Chen Ping quickly stabilized his figure while holding Lingyuan in front of him.

"Chen Ping, Elder Lin won't lose, right?" Ling Yuan asked hastily.

Chen Ping didn't answer, but looked in the direction of Elder Lin solemnly.

After one blow, Elder Lin half-kneeled on the ground, firmly grasping the handle of the Haotian Hammer with both hands, so as not to lie down on the ground.

Not far from him, the breath of the giant skeleton bear was not disturbed at all.

Seeing this scene, Lingyuan also understood that Elder Lin lost the blow just now.

"Hehe, you got my approval, but it's a pity." The giant skeleton bear's figure gradually shrank and returned to its human form.

Immediately afterwards, he slowly walked aside, without any plans to make a move.

"Old Lin." Chen Ping took Ling Yuan, and landed beside Elder Lin in a few dodges.

"Ahem, boy Chen, I tried my best, old man, he is too strong." A wry smile appeared on Elder Lin's face.

Chen Ping hurriedly supported Elder Lin's arm, intending to lift him up.

"Help me to lie down, the old man can't stand up anymore." Elder Lin's breath became much weaker.

Chen Ping could feel that the qi and blood in his body were gradually decaying and might fall at any time.

After putting Mr. Lin down, Chen Ping blamed himself a little: "Mr. Lin, I was the one who harmed you. If you hadn't asked you to bring us here, you wouldn't have..."

"Okay." Elder Lin interrupted Chen Ping: "This old man...ahem...he's exhausted, and I'm content with living for so many years."

"Old Lin." Lingyuan's eyes were rosy, and tears rolled in the corners of her eyes.

"Okay, it's not like the old man has gained nothing." Elder Lin slowly closed his eyes: "At least, that guy won't make a move. You guys will help Her Majesty the Holy Maiden later, escape if you can."

"Old Lin..." Chen Ping hesitated to speak, he didn't have any means to treat Elder Lin, and he didn't know how to say goodbye.

"The old man remembered."

Elder Lin suddenly murmured: "More than 100 years ago, members of the Clear Sky School killed my parents. At that time, I was still young, and I didn't know what death meant. I just thought that they had gone to a far away place. Will be back again."

"Hehe, Tang Chen. Do you think that I can forgive you if you gave me the profound meaning of the Great Sumeru Hammer of the Clear Sky School? Hehe, well, it's been so long, the old man forgives you, but the old man doesn't Forgive Haotianzong."

"Boy Chen." Elder Lin suddenly grabbed Chen Ping's wrist.

"Old Lin, if you have anything to explain, I will do it for you if you can." Chen Ping said solemnly.

Elder Lin didn't speak, but took out the soul tool he was carrying with him.

He took out a parchment scroll from it, and handed it to Chen Ping along with the soul guide.

"This parchment contains almost all the secret books of Haotian School. Tang Chen gave it to the old man to compensate the old man. Now, it is useless for the old man to keep it. If you can learn it, boy Chen, you can learn it." Please seek justice from Haotianzong for this old man."

Hearing this, Chen Ping nodded heavily: "Old Lin, I will."

"As for this soul tool, you can hand it over to Qianjun and Jiang Mo for the old man..."

As he spoke, Elder Lin's arms drooped feebly, and his chest no longer rose or fell.

Chen Ping and the two understood that Mr. Lin had fallen.

Putting Lin Lao's body into the soul guide, Chen Ping stood up slowly.

In his eyes, there seemed to be anger burning again.

"Go to the god of death, I will fuck you."

With a loud roar, Chen Ping was levitated, and at the same time, the scepter mark on his forehead emitted a strong purple light.

"Hey~" Rothschild sighed: "You boy still can't hold your breath, relying on 50.00% affinity, and the body of the soul king, to control such pure and destructive divine power, isn't this a self-defeating end?"

However, Chen Pingbi ignored his words.

In an instant, the entire oasis was covered by dark clouds.

"Boom~"

A streak of dark purple thunder suddenly appeared in the dark clouds.

"This is..." Necromancer stopped the offensive in his hand.

He slowly raised his head, looking solemnly at the sky.

"Divine power, the terrifying aura of destruction is even stronger than the divine power of the Lord."

The attack of the undead stopped, and Bibi Dong was able to breathe.

Her avatar had already been killed by the undead, and at the same time, the clothes on her body had already been stained red with blood.

"It's such a powerful breath, it's divine power." Bibi Dong supported her body, barely falling down.

"Destroying God Thunder." Chen Ping stretched out his right hand and roared loudly.

"Boom~"

The dark purple thunder is like a swimming dragon, attacking the undead.

"Death shrouds."

A death-like breath emanated from the body of the undead, and instantly enveloped the entire open space.

Immediately afterwards, countless skeletons crawled out of the ground and blocked in front of the undead one after another.

"It's useless." Chen Ping shouted angrily.

The dark purple thunder instantly annihilated these skeletons without any obstruction at all.

"Night Murder."

The Necromancer crossed his hands in front of him and waved suddenly.

The next moment, a powerful shock wave of soul power emanated from his body.

"Hi~"

The attack of the undead was annihilated again.

"It's the limit." Chen Ping's vision gradually began to blur.

The power of destruction, the power that existed at the beginning of the world, is not something that Chen Ping can control now.

Just when the dark purple thunder was about to fall on the undead, it suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

At the same time, Chen Ping's figure fell rapidly from the air.

"Chen Ping." Bibi Dong and Ling Yuan were startled.

Lingyuan quickly activated her martial soul and caught Chen Ping.

Bibi Dong dragged her seriously injured body and came to Ling Yuan.

"What's wrong with Chen Ping?" Bibi Dong asked.

Ling Yuan shook her head, didn't say anything, but put Chen Ping on the ground.

"Hehe, let's call it a day." The Necromancer chuckled, and had no intention of making a move, but walked to the center of the open space together with the giant skeleton bear.

The two of them injected soul power into the ground at the same time.

"Boom~"

All of a sudden, the entire oasis shook, and a majestic black palace slowly rose from the ground.