Douluo's Lotus Fan Douluo

As soon as Gongyang Mo said these words, the hearts of the soul masters present tightened.

Could it be that Duke White Tiger's injury is serious and cannot be cured?

But Duke White Tiger looks normal now!

Dai Yueheng knew that Gongyang Mo would not lie, so he quickly stepped forward and asked: "Gongyang Mo, is there something wrong with my father's injury?"

Dai Yueheng was worried about his father's safety.

Gongyang Mo pondered for a moment and did not speak immediately.

Dai Hao smiled bitterly and said: "Rainbow Douluo, please tell me, don't worry about anything."

"Then let me tell you the truth. I have treated the internal and external injuries on the Duke's body, but the strange thing is that there is still a strange black air current in your body. This black air current is very difficult to deal with. I spent a lot of soul power just to give it a try. It's a restraint. Once it breaks through the restraint, it will run rampant in your body. I won't tell you the harm, but you must be aware of it. So if you don't clear this black airflow, it will be useless to treat your injuries."

Dai Yueheng's face became increasingly ugly as Gongyang Mo spoke. The person involved, Dai Hao, was fine. Xu was used to going through life and death, so this was nothing to him.

"Don't be so sad." Dai Hao patted Dai Yueheng's shoulder comfortingly. "If something happens to me, as the eldest son, you have to take responsibility."

"Father!" Dai Yueheng had always called the general before, but now he couldn't care less.

Seeing the deep love between father and son, Gongyang Mo had to say: "Why are you so pessimistic? Maybe there is hope."

"Really?"

"If I'm not wrong, this black energy should be caused by the dark cloud. I can't deal with the evil soul master's methods, and Mu Ran can do it. Even if Mu Ran can't do it, there are still people who can."

Upon hearing this, Dai Hao bowed deeply to Gongyang Mo: "Thank you very much to Lanxing Pavilion for saving your life today. I, the White Tiger Army, will definitely help you if needed in the future."

"We'll talk about the rest later. I'll take you back."

Here Mu Ran chased Wu Yun to the border of Tianhun Empire.

Wuyun couldn't outrun Muran at all, so he was so angry that he had to stop.

"Why, can't you run anymore?"

Mu Ran looked calmly at the gloomy dark clouds ahead.

Wu Yun touched his chest with a fierce expression. This precious thing was given to him by Zhong Liwu. It is said that it can increase his combat power to the ultimate Douluo level.

Mu Ran is also a Ultimate Douluo. I heard that the leader and deputy leader were defeated by him last time they joined forces, but he didn't see it with his own eyes. Maybe Mu Ran's combat power is not that high.

With this mentality, Wu Yun made the decision he regretted most in his life.

Just do what you say, Wu Yun is not hesitant, and directly use the martial soul avatar.

Wu Yun's martial spirit is a dark crow, and his martial spirit's true form is an enlarged version of the black crow, which is really weird and ugly. When Mu Ran saw such a big black thing flying towards him, the corner of his mouth twitched and he released the exquisite fan blade.

Linglong Fan Blade is Mu Ran's fifth soul skill, and it's also a powerful attack soul skill. It's really not much different.

I saw the cyan fan blade flying straight towards the dark crow, scratching his wings unceremoniously.

The dark crow wailed, this soul skill was locked on him and he couldn't dodge it!

Another blow directly scattered Wu Yun's martial spirit avatar.

Mu Ran's hand firmly held the flying exquisite jade fan, and she stared at Wu Yun's chest.

He had long known that there was something hidden in Wuyun's chest that could improve his combat power. But he didn't expect that the injured Wu Yun could recover from his injuries. What is so magical?

Dark Cloud's state returned, the sixth soul ring flashed under his feet, and he opened his mouth wide and let out a harsh and sharp whistle.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Crow Cry at the Fall of the Moon." A mind-control soul skill that is issued by a designated opponent, causing the person who hears the sound to be mentally controlled and fall into a sad and depressed mood. The most serious case is suicide.

Controlling soul skills? Mu Ran laughed.

Nine ice-blue haloes shone under his feet, the eighth soul ring lit up, and a small snow lotus merged into Mu Ran's body. All control soul skills were ineffective against him, including mental control.

Many people have seen Mu Ran's ice blue soul ring, but this is the first time Wu Yun has seen it.

Seeing this unique soul ring, Wu Yun's heart froze. It seemed that what the people in the sect said was true!

"Your performance is over, it's my turn." Mu Ran smiled softly at Wu Yun.

Seeing this smile, Wu Yun felt a huge panic in his heart, as if death was about to come.

"The ninth soul skill, Dark Crow."

"The ninth soul skill, Thousand Faces."

Countless wind blades, water blades, earth blades, leaf blades, and flower blades wrapped the dark clouds, and frightening screams came from inside.

The screams ended, the soul skill was released, and a gust of wind blew by, leaving only a fragment, which was exactly the piece on Wu Yun's chest.

Mu Ran stretched out his hand to pinch the fragment and brought it to his eyes. Upon closer inspection, the dark patterns on it looked a bit like the hilt of the Evil God Sword that Mu Ran had destroyed before.

"System, is this a fragment of the Evil God Sword?" Not sure about anything, Mu Ran simply consulted the system.

"Yes, the hilt and this fragment that the host destroyed originally came from the Evil God Sword."

"It seems that the Holy Spirit has acquired an evil artifact, but this evil artifact is just fragments. Even so, the last sword hilt allowed Zhong Liwu to use the Evil God Formation, and this time the fragments greatly increased Wu Yun's strength. Fortunately, twice I have encountered them all, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. I am afraid Zhongliwu still has such fragments in his hands, so they must be destroyed." Mu Ran's divine power flowed from his fingertips and destroyed the fragments, his expression was particularly determined.

"System, can you detect how many people in this world have the ability to destroy the fragments of the Evil God Sword?"

"Okay, host, please wait for a while."

Mu Ran just asked casually, but he didn't expect that the system could actually do it.

Five minutes later, the system responded.

"Host, after testing, there are five people in this world who have the ability to destroy the fragments of the Evil God Sword. One is the host himself, the second is Ye Xishui, the supreme leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, the third is Long Xiaoyao, the chief worshiper of the Holy Spirit Sect, and the fourth is the Beast God Emperor Tian, ​​Wu is the Demon Emperor."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

"Wait, who is the Demon King?"

"I don't know. I only know that it is sleeping in the deep sea near Poseidon Island."

Mu Ran was not happy when he heard the system's answer. Now a Demon Emperor appears. The system says that it has the ability to destroy the fragments of the Evil God Sword, which means that its strength is comparable to his own. This is big bad news. He has no idea who the Demon Emperor is.

Can he count on Ye Xishui to destroy the fragments of the Evil God Sword? He can't. This fragment would probably be most useful in Ye Xishui's hands.

Can he count on Long Xiaoyao? He can't. Long Xiaoyao is already in the villain camp, so it's a good thing if he doesn't come out to help the Holy Spirit Cult.

The beast god Ditian is even worse. He and Ditian can't talk together. Di Tian even regards human beings as his mortal enemies and will not help them.

There is also a powerful Demon King who does not know his identity, knows his enemies or friends, and is powerful.

Thinking of this, Mu Ranchou still had to rely on himself.

At the moment Mu Ran destroyed the fragments, Zhong Liwu, who was meditating in the underground palace, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then his face changed drastically: "Damn Mu Ran, I will never let you go."

Apart from Mu Ran, he couldn't think of anyone who had the ability to ruin his good deeds.