Douluo: a deer

Chapter 99
The shining golden patterns were hot, and countless cracks appeared on Qin Huan's body in an instant.

Everything around is silently disappearing, and an unbearable energy seems to be falling from the sky!
The golden soul ring gradually became distorted...

There was madness on Qin Huan's face, and the original clear pupils were completely replaced by tyrannical black flames!
His sanity was sinking, his body was trembling uncontrollably, and his mouth roared like a trapped animal!
Lan Wei, who was teleported to a distance, saw Qin Huan's appearance at this time, and rushed to rescue her, but the turbulent hurricane blew her away the next moment.

Lan Wei rolled on the ground with injuries all over her body. She gritted her teeth and stood up, and ran towards Qin Huan again.

There was a dull pain in her chest, she staggered up and down in the hurricane, and the tears at the corners of her eyes were blown into a sad curve by the wind.

The uneasiness in her heart made her stand up again and again, as if she foresaw the boy's death...

Shengwen shines the world, and it is also the last glory!
The gray-robed man who was near the center of the storm trembled, his robe was torn with bloodstains, and the wooden barrier that was intact just now looked like a paper tiger.

In the cracking wind washed away by the golden pattern, the gray-robed figure was like sawdust that had been chopped off. His face had long since lost the indifference before, and fear played in rotation on his face.

"No! An ant that doesn't reach the fifth ring! How is that possible!"

Hundreds of thousands of wooden vines bloomed from his body, attacking in all directions, trying to break through the barrier of the hurricane.

The puppet outside moved at the same time, like a moth to a flame, hitting the black hole rolled up by the hurricane!

The terrifying pulling force made the gray-robed man like a flat boat in the waves of the sea. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape the wind's attraction.

The wood dregs all over the sky are like light rain falling from the sky, slowly pouring down, just like the sinking heart of the man in gray robe.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, the gray-robed man knew that his escape would be fruitless, so he also became ruthless.

The wooden torrent in the palm rolled, and a green glow broke free from the shackles of the golden light, shining with its own luster.

The whole inner city shook, Lan Wei's feet trembled, she almost stumbled and fell, a shadow was covering her head.

Raising her head in a daze, Lan Wei's pupils contracted, and saw a shocking scene...

The whole inner city is surging upwards, and the most eye-catching thing is the continuous shadow, which is endless in the sky!

If you look closely, there are houses flying into the sky!

The entire inner city is flying, with a radius of hundreds of miles, countless houses are dancing and gathering like puppets just now!
This is……

The gray-robed man vomited seven or eight mouthfuls of blood, his waist sank violently, his sleeve robe was shattered, his muscles gathered up, and the burst blood vessels could see the flow of blood above.

On his two hands, the green light was pulling them, and they were slowly closing in the middle, and he would spit out a big mouthful of blood every time they got closer.

The moment his palms joined together, half of the gray-robed man's life was about to die. He was swimming like a puddle of mud in a hurricane, but his eyes were as hysterical and crazy as Qin Huan's.

He opened his mouth full of blood red, his teeth were chewed inside, and he laughed ferociously like a ghost:

"Third grade of Yanshi, the art of soul wood mayfly!"

hum!
Violent green rays of light overflowed, and this time the burst of light even completely covered the golden light.

Invisible ripples, like a continuous buzzing sound!

Then there was a sound of thunder and explosions!

All the flying houses, the wood, trembled suddenly, something struck deep in their souls.

At this moment, it seemed that something terrible had awakened... Lan Wei felt the coolness from all directions, but the martial artist's early warning ability was broken at this moment like a shutdown.

Suddenly, a sentence that the master once commented on the Mo family flashed in his mind:
They are paranoid artists, and they are also out-and-out lunatics... If they cannot use mechanisms to compile behaviors, then give them souls and let them have the consciousness of self-thinking.

The third grade of Yanshi—Minghun!
Giving souls to dead objects is a handwriting infinitely close to that of gods. It is rumored that the first inscription of souls was done by a woodpecker from a foreign land.

But now, the pitch-black wooden shadows, like crazy, rushed towards the center of the storm.

boom!
The flying wood filled the sky, bombarding the hurricane black hole time and time again.

It was blocked in groups, and in an instant, it was like a tree boundary descending. The dark green balls bloomed, hundreds of meters above the ground, and had already surpassed the city wall by more than twice the height.

Lan Wei retreated, there was no place to stand under her feet, and the wooden house whirled behind her, even her martial artist's muscles and bones couldn't help resisting the impact a few times.

The storm was completely blocked until it disappeared. Lan Wei couldn't see clearly what was going on inside the huge wooden monster, so she anxiously explored it.

As soon as the divine sense peeked at the giant wooden beast, Lan Wei spat out a mouthful of blood in an instant.

Scalp numb!It was as if something terrifying was staring at her...

The beating sound of the heart, "plop plop"!
It seems that the same rhythm is coming from Xiaomu City.

Lan Wei raised her head and was stunned.

The crouching and curled wooden ball gradually spread out, and it struggled to stand up slowly with its huge body.

In the sky hundreds of meters high, on a head with a radius of tens of meters, two empty eyes slowly opened, one of which was pitch black.

In the next moment, a green light flashed inside...

(End of this chapter)