Douluo's leaves cover the sky

what

five rings

You have one more ring than the fourth ring

Ye Ying's strength gave Tang San a huge surprise.

Surprise, surprise, surprise first and then joy.

Tang San's mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he closed it tightly bitterly.

What does he have to say?

His eyes reflected a rich red light, his pupils had lost focus, and his expression was frozen at the moment when Ye Ying summoned the martial spirit.

His mood was extremely astonished.

He shouted wildly in his heart.

Am I blind?

Are you blind?

White, yellow, purple, black and red, at Xiaoying's feet are five circles of hundred thousand year soul rings.

Isn’t the best configuration of soul rings yellow, purple, purple, black and black?

The master is wrong

Tang San lowered his head unconsciously, looking at his own lonely yellow soul ring that was dyed red, feeling a strong sense of despair.

His yellow soul ring was so pressed by Ye Ying that it could hardly rotate, and its color became neither red nor yellow, but a little green.

One hundred years challenge half a million years

Annual Confusion Award

remarkably brave

Tang San's expression was a little distorted, and his nails dug deeply into his palms.

At this moment, his self-confidence was brutally destroyed.

I am a descendant of the Tang Clan, possessing the Tang Clan’s unique skills. I have never slacked off in my cultivation since I was reborn in this world.

Why is the difference so big?

Am I not working hard enough?

what

Where are my other soul rings?

I want to know too

In this world, those soul rings that belong to me, where are they now?

Are you lost?

when can you find me

Do you want me to pick you up?

Ye Ying, on the other hand, stared at the circle of soul rings at Tang San's feet and pondered.

he understands

"elder brother"

"You look down on me"

Ye Ying was a little unhappy.

He felt that even if Tang San was sure that he could defeat him, he would have to release at least four spirit rings. Using only one spirit ring was clearly looking down on him.

Tang San was confused.

Who looks down on whom

You also learned to use irony to ridicule your brother.

He replied with a dry mouth, "No, I only have one."

"One move determines the outcome," Ye Ying said word by word.

Tang San gritted his teeth and said, "One good move will determine the outcome."

He was a little stunned. He knew that he was no match for Ye Ying, but he didn't want to run away without a fight, otherwise his dignity as an elder brother would be lost.

Besides, if you can’t fight, can’t you hide?

He also has the Tang Sect's movement skills, ghost shadows and shadows.

One move determines the outcome, and I didn't say he couldn't dodge it. Let him dodge it for the sake of his brother's dignity.

"Brother, I'm coming"

The red light bloomed under Ye Ying's feet, and his whole body was illuminated like a living god.

"shadow"

"battle suit"

The first two words were still his own immature voice, but the last two words turned into mysterious overlapping sounds.

The shadows of everyone and things within a radius of one kilometer were forcibly deprived, and there was a bright light all around. The dark ghost-like shadows tightly wrapped Ye Ying, forming a full-body armor like a black hole. A long and narrow shadow sword appeared on Ye Ying. in hand.

Ye Ying raised his sword high, and the air around him was distorted.

Tang San was horrified because he found that he couldn't move

Why is he ghosting and disappearing when he can't move?

Just become a ghost, okay?

The terrifying soul pressure fell from the sky, almost suffocating him.

Tang San felt extremely regretful, regretting that he had put himself in such a dangerous situation just for the sake of anger.

But it was too late, Ye Ying was using practical actions to tell Tang San what it means to ask for a hammer, and the pitch-black sword pointed at Tang San and slashed at him. At this moment, all the darkness seemed to have a life of its own, and they made sharp sounds. Neighing, the strong wind carried the fine sand and gravel towards Tang San.

Dying again

"Fellow Taoist, please