Douluo: Steal Tang San's luck and become stronger!

"In front of my ninth soul skill, you will only be crushed mercilessly!"

"All heroes and heroes will be turned into ashes and dissipated in this world under the destruction of the Nine Nether Ghost Shadows!"

"The little tricks you did before are nothing compared to this absolute power!"

Tang Lan, however, had a calm face and looked firmly at the surging black ghost.

It seemed that it was not a terrifying force that could destroy everything, but just an insignificant breeze.

His upright figure remained motionless, not affected by Ghost Shadow Douluo's arrogant words.

Ghost Shadow Douluo continued to roar:

"Do you think you can withstand the most powerful and evil force in the world?"

"Hahahaha, it's just nonsense!"

"You are just an arrogant and ignorant child. Today I will let you see what true despair is! Die!"

His voice echoed across the battlefield like thunder, carrying endless killing intent and arrogance.

Tang Lan remained unmoved, but his soul power began to fluctuate violently.

The soul power is like a turbulent wave, one wave after another,

It seemed as if some powerful counterattack that would shake the world and make people cry was brewing.

His eyes became sharper, as if he could penetrate these ghosts and see the dawn of victory.

At this time, the countless black ghosts were close at hand, with their teeth and claws showing,

Letting out a bone-chilling scream, with a decisive momentum that would destroy everything, it was about to completely engulf Tang Lan.

The surrounding air seemed to be frozen by this terrifying power, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

"If this is all your final blow is, then go to hell!"

Tang Lan roared angrily, and his voice was like rolling thunder, exploding loudly, causing the entire space to tremble violently, as if it was about to collapse.

The strong wind howled and swept in, blowing sand and rocks flying.

His eyes were burning with blazing anger, which seemed to burn everything in the world to ashes. Endless pressure surged out of him, making the surrounding air seem to solidify.

"Do you think you can defeat me with this attack that seems powerful but is actually full of flaws? It's simply fantastic!"

"This so-called final blow is nothing more than a weak and feeble death struggle in my eyes! Today, I will make you pay a heavy price for your arrogance!"

The soul power in Tang Lan's body was like a surging tsunami, raging crazily. The violent power caused the space around him to twist and fold.

Dark clouds rolled overhead, and lightning flashed from time to time, illuminating his determined and angry face.

Every movement he makes carries the aura of destruction, as if he is the god of war from ancient times.

The most severe punishment is about to be inflicted on the enemy, which makes people tremble with fear and dare not look directly.

Tang Lan's words stunned Ghost Shadow Douluo. His ferocious smile instantly froze, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

But then, he came back to his senses and thought Tang Lan was bluffing.

"Hmph, boy, stop pretending here, I want to see what means you have to neutralize this blow!"

Ghost Shadow Douluo shouted angrily. He increased the output of his soul power, and the countless black ghosts became more ferocious, roaring towards Tang Lan.

At this time, the atmosphere on the battlefield was extremely tense.

The strong wind was still howling, and sand and stones kept hitting everyone's faces, but everyone's eyes were fixed on Tang Lan, waiting for his counterattack.

Tang Lan sneered, and the soul power in his body began to gather crazily, forming a huge soul power vortex.

"Since you are so eager to see it, I will make it happen for you!"

He shouted loudly, and the Overlord gun in his hand burst into dazzling light.

"The second soul skill - Overlord Wind Devouring Thorn!"

Tang Lan's second soul ring lit up, and the dazzling light instantly illuminated the dim space around him.

The light was like a rising bright sun. With its extremely dazzling brilliance, it powerfully dispelled the heavy haze brought by the darkness.

At this moment, the strong wind was raging on the battlefield, flying sand and rocks.

The surrounding trees were shaken violently by the wind, and their leaves fell in a flurry, as if they were playing a tragic movement for this fierce battle.

I saw Tang Lan standing as tall and straight as a pine tree, his handsome face was tense at the moment, and his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned.

The deep eyes burned with a determined flame, like the stars in the dark night, so bright that people dared not look directly at them.

He clenched his teeth, and the lines on his face looked particularly strong due to his extreme concentration and exertion.

The weapon in Tang Lan's hand instantly turned into an extremely powerful light,

The light carried the violent howling wind, just like a dazzling lightning that cut through the dark night sky with unparalleled speed.

With an indomitable momentum, he stabbed straight towards the surging black ghost.

The wind roared, and the sound was like thousands of troops galloping fiercely. It was so majestic and majestic that it seemed that the whole world could be involved in this turbulent sound wave.

Wherever the light touched, the air was torn apart ruthlessly and cruelly, making a sharp and unbearable explosion.

It was as if this entire space was going to be completely crushed and turned into nothingness by this terrifyingly powerful force.

The countless black ghosts began to show obvious signs of retreating in the face of this powerful attack.

They were originally arrogant, menacing and arrogant.

At this moment, he seemed to feel a huge threat that could destroy them, and his movements became slow and hesitant.

The previous arrogance disappeared instantly.

But how could Ghost Shadow Douluo give up so easily? His eyes were wide open, and the eyeballs seemed to pop out of their sockets.

The veins on his forehead popped out, and the roots protruded like winding earthworms, once again urging the soul power crazily,

The meridians all over his body were highlighted due to the excessive output of soul power, and the appearance was terrifying.

He tried to strengthen the power of this ninth soul skill in an attempt to reverse the situation of the battle.

However, Tang Lan's Overlord Wind-Eating Thorn became more and more powerful, and its light became brighter and brighter. It was like an exploding supernova, and the light was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it.

The generated wind pressure caused the surrounding ground to begin to crack, and huge cracks spread rapidly like dense spider webs.

There seems to be endless darkness hidden in the bottomless cracks.

The gravel was rolled up by a staggeringly powerful force, flying wildly in mid-air, colliding and rubbing against each other.

Dazzling sparks burst out and a crackling sound was heard.

The entire battlefield was in a mess, as if it had experienced a tragic catastrophe at the end of the world, and everything was devastated.

The originally solid land became pitted and dusty, making people's vision blurry.

"Break it for me!"

Tang Lan shouted loudly, the sound was like earth-shattering war drums and like rolling thunder, shaking everyone's heart and making people's souls tremble. (End of chapter)