Douluo's Gourd

The raging waves hit the coastline rocks and exploded into white foam.

Whoosh!

A heat wave suddenly roared in from the sea, and the snowflakes floating in the sky turned into white mist, wetting the clothes.

Nitia's eyes narrowed: "Here it comes!"

boom! !

The next moment, a loud noise burst out from the sea level, and a water column dozens of meters high rushed into the sky, accompanied by a milky white figure.

The bell-ringing turtle burst out with a terrifying speed that was completely inconsistent with its huge body. Its four limbs, like the stone pillars of a hall, exerted force at the same time. The exaggerated force instantly left four large holes. The seemingly bulky body suddenly moved sideways and moved to a place hundreds of meters away in an instant. Its speed was astonishingly fast.

The huge wind pressure made Nitia unable to open her eyes. Before she could even curse, a sense of crisis suddenly surged in her heart.

At the critical moment, Nitia didn't care about her image and leaped to the side with a flash step.

Before she hit the ground, she saw the ground shaking violently, and at the same time, the impact of the sand and gravel hit her body hard, causing her to roll forward several times until she hit a reef half a person's height and stopped.

The ground roared and exploded, and fine sand flew.

Zhong Minggui looked at the figure in the dust that was almost the same size as himself, and his vigilance suddenly reached its maximum.

It's different! It's completely different!

If the crab gave it a sense of threat of five before, then the sense of threat it gives now is ten.

He had been seriously injured in the previous battle and could only maintain 50% of his combat power. However, with the help of that unknown existence, the crab not only recovered from his injuries but also improved his strength.

With this increase and decrease, the combat effectiveness of both sides is no longer on the same level.

Without giving the old turtle too much time to think, a fierce column of fire suddenly broke through the smoke and dust, carrying a scorching airflow, covering an area of ​​hundreds of meters around the bell turtle.

Faced with the terrifying sight of a torrent of flames that covered the sky and seemed to devour everything, Zhong Minggui remained calm.

All I heard was a loud bang.

A huge bell sound, as if struck from the void, resounded throughout the universe.

The sound is like a mountain, and it lands with a thud!

Amid the trembling void, vast and pure red soul power rose from its body and transformed into a solid bronze bell into the air.

The ancient bronze bell seemed to appear and disappear, covering a space of dozens of feet in radius.

Rumble!

The moment the bronze bell was hung in the air, the torrent of flames had melted the ground beneath its feet into red crystals. In the heat waves that formed continuous pieces, they crashed into the bronze bell of the bell turtle from all directions.

Invisible ripples were twisting in the air, and huge waves of fire stirred up countless strong winds and air currents, sweeping away all visible and invisible matter.

Click!Click!

But in just a moment, cracks appeared on the bronze bell and it was on the verge of breaking.

Zhong Minggui could no longer maintain his composure on the surface. He endured the pain from the wounds on his body. His soul power was surging and his dark face was faintly glowing with a hint of purple. Invisible sound waves spewed out of his mouth and blessed the bronze bell, trying his best to maintain its stability.

Nitia looked up at Zhong Minggui, whose face was blue and purple, and asked, "Old man, can you still hold on?"

Zhong Minggui didn't say a word, but his dark face was shaking violently.

The protective shield he condensed was a fusion of his own soul power and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

This bronze bell is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, as well as his own soul power. When being burned by endless flames, it is equivalent to being passively beaten almost all the time. Moreover, his tortoise shell has been broken once, and now he is just using his soul power to forcibly gather the fragments, so his defense is not as good as before.

As soon as he opened his mouth, blood spurted out.

"Stubborn old thing!"

Nitia shook her head and slammed the scepter in her hand.

The five rings merged into one, and the hundred-year soul ring burst into golden light. Rolling icy air filled the air, pulling out a huge ice curtain in mid-air, and once again setting up a defense inside the bronze bell.

Click!

The moment Nitia put up the curtain, the bronze bell suddenly shattered, and the broken fragments exploded and instantly bounced away the flames in the sky.

The huge body of the bell turtle shook, and the purple color on its face completely disappeared, but it did not fall down. Instead, it took this moment to catch its breath and bounced out of the range of the flames.

The moment the bronze bell shattered, white light surged, and the ice curtain collided violently with the howling flames.

Although the curtain was engulfed by flames before it could even hold its breath, the mist produced by the high temperature melting actually concealed the escaping figure of the Bell Turtle, preventing the Molten Emperor from catching up immediately.

Zhong Minggui looked at the figure of the same size as himself in the distance with fear, breathing heavily, turned his head to glance at Nitia on his back, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and as soon as he thought about it, a white light shot out from his back and landed in front of Nitia.

Nitia caught the ball in front of her in a panic, "What is this?"

"Human, I will temporarily leave my tribe to you to protect." The bell-ringing turtle let out a low roar, "Bringing them with me will affect my performance, and many of my methods will not be able to be used."

"Your tribe?"

Although she didn't know what means the bell-ming turtle used to shrink its own tribe and put it into a sphere the size of a washbasin, Nitia was almost suffering from trypophobia when she saw the water ball in her hand floating with densely packed sesame-sized turtles.

But the old turtle and I are now in the same boat, so this request cannot be refused.

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Adhering to the principle of "out of sight out of mind", Nitia simply took off her coat and wrapped the ball up, using her sleeves as a rope, crisscrossing and tying it across her chest. In the process, she did not forget to fight back with words, "You've been pressed to the ground by the fire crab, and you're still bragging."

Zhong Minggui said calmly: "I have lived for so many years, how many cards do I have in my hand? How can a small human like you imagine..."

Nitia shook her head and was about to refute, when she suddenly saw a black shadow falling from the sky out of the corner of her eye.

"careful!"

There was no need for Nitia to remind him, the Bell Turtle had already reacted, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of feet suddenly poured into its mouth.

After a brief accumulation of power, a huge column of black water spurted out of its mouth, turning into a cold light that instantly broke through the sound barrier and pierced the black shadow high in the sky.

Two breaths later, under Nytia's gaze, the Molten Emperor burst out with extremely terrifying power, and his gray right pincer easily cut the water column in half.

"Tear--"

A gray giant claw that was bigger than a human came crashing down from the sky. Before it landed, a strong gust of wind blew Nitia's hair back.

The bell turtle cleverly retracted its head into its shell at lightning speed, and the sure-shot attack missed.

As the red light exploded, ripples appeared on the ground like water waves, and countless stones and dust were pushed out.