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

Its claws are like sharp blades, cutting through the sky,

The strong wind roared, rolling up dust and fallen leaves all over the sky, forming a terrifying barrier.

Huo Yuhao watched anxiously from the side, his heart in his throat.

His eyes were fixed on the battlefield, his hands clenched into fists unconsciously, and his nails dug deeply into his palms without even realizing it.

He knew very well what the outcome of this battle meant to them. If Tang Lan lost, they would probably fall into an irreversible situation.

"Bang!"

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The tip of the spear and the claws collided together, making a huge sound, like a mountain falling apart.

The powerful impact caused the surrounding land to sink instantly.

A huge deep pit was formed, with surrounding trees falling down and earth and rocks flying.

"Red King, you are no match for me, get out of here!"

Tang Lan roared loudly, his voice full of domineering and confidence.

Veins popped out on his forehead, and there was a raging war in his eyes.

The soul power in his whole body surged crazily and was continuously injected into the Overlord Spear, trying to defeat the Red King in one fell swoop.

The Red King was shocked by Tang Lan's powerful aura, and his figure stagnated slightly.

But soon it cheered up again, and the three heads roared in unison:

"Arrogant human being, if you want me to shrink back, don't even think about it!"

Its huge claws exerted force again, and were in a stalemate with Tang Lan's Overlord Spear.

Huo Yuhao watched anxiously. He kept looking around, fearing that other soul beasts would hear the sound and come over.

Sweat continued to slide down his cheeks, and he couldn't help shouting: "Senior Tang Lan, let's make a quick decision!"

When Tang Lan heard this, he clenched his teeth and suddenly increased the output of his soul power. The Overlord Spear glowed brightly, and a powerful force burst out instantly.

The Red King could not resist this force, and his huge body took a few steps back.

However, the Red King did not stop there. The scales on its body stood up, and a stream of black smoke came out of its mouth, which spread quickly, trying to interfere with Tang Lan's sight.

Tang Lan was unmoved at all. With his keen perception, he stabbed the Red King with his gun again. Wherever the tip of the spear passed, the smoke dissipated.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Red King suddenly turned around and fled deep into the forest.

Just as Tang Lan was about to give chase, Huo Yuhao quickly stopped him and said, "Senior, don't chase after the poor bandits. We have already caused a lot of trouble, so it's best to leave as soon as possible."

Tang Lan glanced at Wang Dong, who was still absorbing the soul ring, and finally did not pursue him further.

His eyes were full of entanglement and helplessness, and the knuckles of the hand holding the Overlord Gun turned white from the force, but he really couldn't worry about Wang Dong's safety.

However, it was absolutely impossible for him to let the Red King leave like this and watch the three-eyed golden beast slip away from him.

The anger in his heart was still burning, and his desire for the three-eyed golden beast made him unable to give up easily.

A sharp ray of light suddenly shot out from the Overlord's gun, streaking through the dark forest like lightning. Wherever it passed, branches and leaves broke and fell.

Then it fell on the fleeing Red King, who let out a painful roar.

The scales on its body were shattered by the light, and blood flowed out, but it did not stop and instead sped up to escape.

Tang Lan looked at the retreating figure of the Red King and showed a sneer.

He left a mark on the Red King, and the other party could not escape.

Tang Lan took a deep breath, tried to calm down, turned around and returned to Wang Dong, guarding him with all his concentration.

At this time, Wang Dong was still immersed in the critical moment of absorbing the soul ring, and the surrounding soul power fluctuated more and more intensely.

Tang Lan was watching the surroundings vigilantly, his eyes like sharp eagle eyes, not missing any slight movement.

Time seemed to become extremely long, and every minute and every second was a kind of torture for Tang Lan.

Finally, the soul power fluctuations in Wang Dong's body gradually stabilized, and he slowly opened his eyes.

There was a flash of confusion in those eyes at first, and then they gradually regained their clarity.

"Wang Dong, how's it going?"

As soon as Wang Dong finished, Huo Yuhao asked eagerly.

Huo Yuhao's voice was full of concern and nervousness. He rushed to Wang Dong, stared at Wang Dong closely, and clenched his hands into fists unconsciously.

Wang Dong moved his lips slightly and said in a weak voice: "I'm okay, I just feel a little tired."

Huo Yuhao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay. It just worried us."

Tang Lan also walked over, glanced at Wang Dong, and said, "Now that you're done, we have to act quickly and not let the Red King run away."

Wang Dong nodded, gritted his teeth and stood up:

"Okay, let's go."

His face was still a little pale, but his eyes revealed firm determination.

The three of them quickly packed their bags and chased in the direction where the Red King escaped.

Their footsteps moved quickly on the overgrown ground, making a rustling sound.

Huo Yuhao followed closely behind Tang Lan, holding the weapon tightly in his hand and scanning the surroundings with vigilance.

The road ahead became increasingly rugged and difficult, with thorns and vines blocking their way from time to time.

Tang Lan waved his Overlord Spear and cut off the obstacles one by one, opening a path for the two people behind him.

"Everyone, be careful, there may be a trap here." Tang Lan reminded in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao observed their feet more carefully.

Suddenly, a gust of wind whistled past, sweeping up the fallen leaves.

"Oh no, something's wrong!" Huo Yuhao exclaimed.

A group of black shadows rushed out of the woods next to them and rushed towards them.

Tang Lan shouted: "Don't be afraid, meet the enemy!"

A group of black shadows rushed out of the woods next to them and rushed towards them.

These black shadows turned out to be a group of Nether Wolves. They were agile and their fur was as black as ink, almost indistinguishable in the night.

The eyes of the Nether Wolf flashed with a dark green light, and their sharp fangs shone coldly in the moonlight.

Among this group of Nether Wolves, several were particularly large in size, and they had obviously reached the level of a thousand years of cultivation.

They exuded powerful soul power fluctuations, and the Nether Wolf King, who was the leader, had a strength of nearly ten thousand years. Its aura was even more fierce, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"This is not easy to deal with!" Huo Yuhao said solemnly.

"It's only a thousand years old, I can kill them easily!" Tang Lan looked proud, and the Overlord Spear in his hand shook, and the light on the tip of the spear flickered.

Wang Dong frowned and said, "Senior Tang Lan, don't underestimate the enemy, we should be careful."

Tang Lan snorted coldly: "What are you afraid of? Watch me deal with these thousand-year-old netherworld wolves first!"

After that, he flashed and rushed towards the wolf pack like a ghost.

The netherworld wolf king seemed to have noticed Tang Lan's intention, raised his head and howled, (End of this chapter)