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

Tang Lan roared angrily, and the sound seemed to penetrate the clouds and shatter the sky.

His body instantly rushed towards Ghost Shadow Douluo like lightning, so fast that he only left an afterimage in the air.

Under Tang Lan's swing, the Overlord Spear shone with a dazzling light. The light was like the scorching sun in the sky, making it difficult for people to look directly at it.

Wherever the tip of the spear passed, tiny cracks were torn out in the space, and it stabbed at Ghost Shadow Douluo with a devastating aura.

Ghost Shadow Douluo's eyes widened in horror, his pupils full of fear and despair.

He tried to avoid the fatal blow, but he was too injured and his movements were slow.

I could only watch the tip of the spear getting closer and closer.

Tang Lan wanted to kill Ghost Shadow Douluo.

Just then,

Suddenly there was a violent wave of soul power in the sky, the wave was like a surging ocean wave,

Wave after wave, impacting the hearts of everyone present.

Immediately afterwards,

I saw a group of figures flashing out like ghosts,

Their appearance instantly broke the tense but balanced situation.

It turned out that a large group of Soul Douluo and Soul Saints from the Holy Spirit Sect and the four empires appeared.

They stood densely in the air, and their number was simply dazzling.

They shrouded the sky like a dark cloud, and their powerful auras intertwined with each other, forming a suffocating pressure.

They surrounded Tang Lan and others. The tight circle was like an indestructible wall.

Everyone has a solemn look on their face,

It was a resolute look that had been through the battlefield and looked at death as if it were home.

Among them, Contra, a leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, shouted loudly:

"Don't hurt the people of my religion! Otherwise, you will die without a burial place!"

His voice was like a bell, echoing in the sky, making people's eardrums hurt.

His face was covered with ferocious lines, which were caused by practicing evil arts for a long time, making people intimidated.

The Contras from the four empires also shouted in unison:

"Don't even think about what happened today! If you go against us, you will only die!"

Their voices were uniform, full of threats and intimidation.

They were dressed in gorgeous armor from their respective empires, and the runes on the armor shone with mysterious light, showing their nobility and power.

Tang Lan frowned when he saw this, and the two sword eyebrows seemed to be twisted together at this moment.

But the Overlord Gun in his hand was held tighter, so tight that his knuckles turned white from the exertion.

He looked around, his eyes as cold as snow, and sneered:

"You just want to stop me? You are really overestimating your capabilities!"

His voice was full of disdain and contempt, as if these powerful enemies in front of him were just a bunch of mobs in his eyes.

Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo took the opportunity to retreat into the crowd, with proud smiles on their faces.

Xingchen Douluo gasped and said, "Hmph, let's see how arrogant this kid can be."

His eyes shone with gloating, as if he had seen the tragic end that Tang Lan was about to face.

Ghost Scythe Douluo echoed: "With so many masters here, it's hard for him to escape! He's dead this time."

Contra from the Holy Spirit Sect glared angrily, as if fire was about to burst out of his eyes:

"Arrogant kid, today I'm going to let you see our strengths and weaknesses! Let you know what it means that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world!"

He formed a seal with his hands, and a black soul power condensed into a huge skull in front of him, exuding a terrifying aura.

After saying that, all the Soul Douluo and Soul Saints released their martial souls and soul power,

for a time,

The light shines in the sky, and the colorful lights intertwine to form a gorgeous and terrifying picture.

The soul power was raging and the wind was howling, as if it was going to tear the whole world apart.

A more intense and cruel war is about to break out.

Tang Ya, Jiang Nannan, Ma Xiaotao and others saw so many people from the Holy Spirit Cult and the four empires appearing.

His face changed slightly in an instant,

His originally nervous expression was now filled with worry and panic.

They knew that people from the Holy Spirit Sect and the Four Great Empires were coming, but they didn’t expect that so many masters would come.

And each one exudes such a powerful and heart-stopping aura!

Tang Ya's little hands tightly grasped the corners of her clothes, which were wrinkled by her rubbing.

There was an uncontrollable tremor in his voice:

"What can we do? They have a large number of people, and they are all very powerful. What should we do? This is simply a nightmare!"

Jiang Nannan bit her lips, which were bitten with a shallow white mark, but her eyes were firm and she said:

"No matter what, we can't retreat, we must advance and retreat together with Tang Lan!"

"Even if we die in battle, we must not lose our dignity and courage!"

Ma Xiaotao took a deep breath, tried to calm down her racing heart, forced herself to calm down, and said:

"Don't be afraid, everyone. The more critical this moment is, the more calm we must be."

"Let's take a look at the situation first, adapt accordingly, and look for the enemy's weaknesses."

Ice Bear Douluo, Time Douluo and Falling Sword Soul Douluo had solemn expressions on their faces, their brows furrowed tightly.

They knew that this battle would become extremely difficult, and it might even be a battle of life and death.

Ice Bear Douluo said solemnly: "Everyone, be careful and don't act recklessly. Only by protecting yourself can you have a chance to fight back."

There was a hint of seriousness and caution in his powerful voice.

Time Douluo's eyes slowly swept over the crowd, and his eyes contained encouragement and hope. He slowly said:

"As long as we are united, trust each other, and cooperate with each other, we may not be powerless to fight."

"Although the enemy is strong, we are not vegetarians either!"

Falling Sword Soul Douluo tightly grasped the sword in his hand. The sword body trembled slightly because he used too much force. The soul power in his body surged like a tide. He shouted:

"Fight! The worst thing is to die. Eighteen years later, I will be a hero again!"

At this time, the people of the Holy Spirit Church and the four empires have begun to press forward step by step.

Every time they take a step forward, the strong pressure is like a mountain pressing down on their heads, making everyone almost breathless.

Tang Lan's eyes were like torches, like two burning flames, fiercely scanning the enemies around him.

The soul power in his body surged again, and the light was dazzling, like a scorching sun, ready to welcome this extremely cruel battle.

The gloomy sky was covered with dark clouds, which made people almost breathless.

The howling wind swept across the battlefield, raising dust all over the sky.

"No one can stop me today!"

Tang Lan raised his head and chest and roared loudly.

The sound was like rolling thunder, booming in this vast world, with a majestic momentum that broke through the sky and unmatched firm determination.

His face was slightly distorted because of extreme anger, and his eyes were burning with rage,

as if he wanted to burn all obstacles in front of him. (End of this chapter)