Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

"Captain, this Qiu Long looks difficult to deal with."

Xie Yue looked at the monster that covered the sky and the sun. The resentment and hatred that seemed to be cursed by the world made even him a little scared.

Ling Bai held the Qingcang Sword, his sky-green pupils were uncertain, and he said in a deep voice: "The most famous trinity soul fusion skill on the mainland is the Golden Iron Triangle. Two soul saints and one great soul master summoned it. The golden holy dragon can fight with the titled Douluo several times.

Before Ning Xianxian performed the soul fusion, she threw all the four major soul skills of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to Yu Tianheng and Nie Xin. It was almost equivalent to the Qiu Long transformed into two soul kings and one soul sect. Its strength was comparable to that of Qiu Long. Compared with the soul saint who uses his martial soul's true body! "

"It doesn't matter whether he is a Soul Saint or not, just take one of my moves first!"

Sure enough, a reckless man is a reckless man. Everyone, including Ling Bai, is afraid of Qiu Long's power, except Yan, a guy who is extremely reckless!

"Lava Lord!"

Vein-like red lines of fire climbed up Yan's face, and he laughed wildly. Red lines like magma were carved into the hard skin, and his whole body was filled with knotted muscles and explosive power!

"This idiot!"

Ling Bai and Xie Yue cursed in unison. At this time, they were afraid that they would be stunned and it would not have any effect!

You can't defeat Qiu Long by yourself!

"The fourth soul skill, lava rolling!

The fifth soul skill, Flying Sand Kuangyan! "

The fourth and fifth spirit rings lit up at the same time, and the temperature of the spirit fighting arena rose rapidly, reaching a terrifying level in an instant, as if it had turned into a scorching place where a volcano erupted!

Yan's arms were inserted into the ground, and endless magma and fire water suddenly appeared on the ground, as if the red blood evaporated the black ocean brought by Qiu Long's arrival, and the black mist continued to rise.

The ground cracked, and in the torn cracks, pillars of magma and fire shot up into the sky, heading straight for Qiulong's worm-like body, seeming to pull it into the eternal fiery magma hell!

Yan's figure shuttled between the bursting magma fire pillars, and his arms turned into ferocious lava claws under the influence of the granite rocks. He jumped high and grabbed Yu Tianheng and the others between Qiu Long's eyebrows. !

Yan is not completely brainless. The core of martial soul fusion skills is the soul master. As long as the soul master falls, no matter how powerful the martial soul fusion skill is, it will fail!

"boom--"

The wind was fierce, the thunder rumbled, the lightning flashed, and a roar of thunder seemed to explode above Yan's head. Everyone vaguely felt the ground beneath their feet shaking violently, as if an ancient beast was disturbed from its sleep and roared furiously!

Pairs of dark ghost hands stretched out from Qiu Long's worm-like body, and they grabbed Yan's body from all directions.

The claws of blazing lava hovered in front of Yu Tianheng's dark eyes, but they could not get even one millimeter closer, and the pillars of magma were torn apart by those ghostly hands.

Even though he was tightly grasped by countless hands, Yan still roared and wanted to get closer to Yu Tianheng, but the expression on his face was gradually changing. Cracks suddenly appeared on the dark red pupils, and countless dark black threads, with The breath of resentment wrapped around him.

"The blood is extremely cold!"

Ling Bai stepped hard, and the bloody ice spread crazily in all directions. This was the first time he used the unprecedented azure soul ring in the competition.

The Qing Cang Sword seemed to be connected with the blood-colored extreme cold. The earth was dyed blood red, and the vast ocean and magma were completely replaced by blood-red ice. Blood-colored icebergs rose from the ground like giant arms holding up the sky.

The blood-colored extreme cold mutated soul skill—Twilight Snow Qianshan!

Qiu Long's body instantly became distorted and dim, wounds appeared one after another, and countless curse threads surged, trying to repair its injuries, but Mu Xue Qianshan's piercing was like a wave that would never stop, and the previous wound had not yet healed. There will be more wounds intertwined on the scars.

Qiu Long had no choice but to give up Yan and used his ghost hand to shatter Mu Xue Qianshan.

The white shadow was like a stream of light, stepping on the bloody iceberg and flashing several times to catch Yan falling from the air.

Liuyang rescued Yan, but Yan had already lost consciousness.

"Absolute cure!"

The cracks in Yan's pupils had expanded to his whole body, and he was almost torn apart by Qiu Long, and the vitality of Jiuxin Haitang was injected into Yan's body.

Black threads slowly escaped from his body, each one hiding Qiu Long's most vicious curse. If not removed in time, the consequences would be disastrous.

Ye Lingling wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, if it were later, I might not be able to save him!"

The implication is that he is fine and can stand up and continue fighting immediately!

This is the miracle in martial arts, the eternal god of Jiuxin Haitang!

"A little bit more..."

After defeating Yan and tearing apart Mu Xue Qianshan, Qiu Long was not in a hurry to attack, but raised his worm-like upper body, and the three people in the center of his eyebrows aimed at the last person who had not yet been eliminated from the Tiandou Royal Academy - Wind Chime Bird Yu. wind!

Theoretically speaking, Yu Feng and Qiu Long were teammates, but Yu Feng did not dare to look at the three people between Qiu Long's eyebrows. He stammered: "Boss, Brother Nie, Sister Xianxian, you are so awesome! Come on, I believe you can definitely defeat the evil Spirit Hall team!"

"Yufeng, do you believe me?"

Qiu Long's voice was different from any of the three, like nails scratching a blackboard, sharp and harsh.

"me……"

Yu Feng wanted to say he didn't believe it, but the ghost hands growing out of Qiu Long's body had surrounded him at some point. In the end, he could only nod his head and said with an expression that almost made him cry: "I believe it!"

"Well, become a part of me!"

The three faces between Qiu Long's brows smiled at the same time, which looked a bit scary. Holes appeared on the ghost hands stained with black blood, and the twisted curses in the holes twisted like insects and got into Yu Feng's eyes.

"No! No! Boss, please let me go!"

Yu Feng was completely panicked. He tried his best to vibrate the wings behind his back, but it was in vain. Qiu Long opened his bloody mouth and swallowed him in one gulp!

Immediately afterwards, two huge bulges appeared on Qiu Long's upper body.

"Bam—"

The black blood spattered wantonly, corroding the blood-colored ice on the ground and creating many small holes with black smoke. A pair of transparent blue wings stretched out, and Qiu Long's huge body actually flew up!

Of course, just the worm-like upper body, these wings are far from enough to carry the cocoons of countless hatreds and curses!

Qiu Long roared, and his body composed of resentment and curses reached down. An unparalleled force pressed against Ling Bai. It didn't feel like he was fighting against a person at all, but like he was facing the entire collapsing sky!

The extremely huge shadow covered everything, Qiu Long's face slowly cracked open, and the twisted curse was like a black hole, it wanted to swallow Ling Bai in one bite!