Douluo: Emperor of Light

Qingyang's eyes narrowed, unmoved by external objects.

There is no right or wrong in this dispute with Roxton, it's just a matter of different positions.

Koinor City has unfortunately become a pawn in the battle between the Star Luo Empire and the Wuhun Palace. From the perspective of both parties, everything that happens here is just a necessary sacrifice.

Without Qingyang's trip, no matter the outcome of both sides, a greater price would have been paid.

"Since I dare to come alone, I am certainly sure of persuading everyone."

Qingyang also stood up and looked level with Luoston. There was no trace of fear in his pure eyes, and they were even dull and overconfident.

It's like you don't even care about these people.

Roston looked at the other party with cold eyes. He wanted to know how the other party could react when surrounded by a large army.

Surrounded by the Lion Legion, even the titled Douluo, the elder of Wuhun Palace, had to seriously think about what to do next.

Not to mention Qingyang, who is only the master of the first hall of Wuhun Hall.

"Marquis Roxton, perhaps you have never thought that in my eyes, your so-called reliance is just a bunch of crumbling dogs."

Qingyang raised his right hand, and bright three-color light slowly appeared on it. He didn't squint and quietly stared at the light in his hand.

But these words, which were as ordinary as describing the facts, completely angered the Marquis of Roxton.

He laughed angrily, and no longer tolerated Qingyang's excessive arrogance. His right hand formed a claw shape and grabbed Qingyang fiercely.

"I want to see what your confidence is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the lion's martial spirit possessed him instantly, and a powerful, huge illusory claw exuding cold light grabbed Qingyang's right hand.

Eight soul rings emerged around him, and powerful power poured into his body. Although he didn't know what it was, all the other party wanted to do was destroy it!

Qingyang's expression remained unchanged, and he moved forward with his right hand.

I saw the most noble and sacred armor emerging in the void, one piece after another, constantly turning into substance.

The three-color light flowed around, gold, silver, and pure black intertwined, and the armor combination wrapped around his right hand, forming an extraordinary arm armor.

And this is done in an instant!

At this point, Qingyang's right hand remained unabated, facing the oncoming claw attack with a slight tap.

bump!

A violent collision of soul powers!

Let ripples appear in the void, and then spread suddenly.

It even expanded to form a circle of ferocious air waves. When it spread out, it also crushed the temporarily rebuilt high platform, causing it to sink one meter in an instant.

The soldiers surrounding them, under this wave of air, stood still with their long knives, swaying left and right, unable to even maintain the most basic standing position.

If they weren't all soul masters, and the heavy armor raised their center of gravity and had a certain resistance, I'm afraid many people would be blown to the ground at this time.

"Eight-ring Soul Douluo, the soul power is level 81. It is not very stable. It seems that the breakthrough has not been long ago. Overall, the strength is pretty good."

Roxton took two steps back and stabilized his posture. When he heard these words, his expression suddenly brightened.

He raised his eyes and saw that Qingyang still maintained the gesture of extending his fingers. While the armor pieces disappeared into the void, he slowly retracted his right hand.

It seems that the collision just now did not have any impact on the other party.

This look made Loston feel embarrassed.

"You are indeed very strong. I couldn't believe it at first. How could you have the combat power of Contra at such a young age? I didn't expect that the position of the Lord of the Palace is well deserved."

Taking two deep breaths, Loston calmed down the restlessness in his body, which was like a burning soul.

At this time, he had already looked squarely at Qingyang, completely regarding him as the true master of Wuhun Palace, someone who could be on par with him.

Rather than relying on special contributions to become the honorary elder of Wuhun Hall.

"But just like this, if you want the Lions to retreat, it's still not enough!"

Roxton's voice was still full of energy, but it no longer had the same conceited expression as before.

As his words fell, the soldiers seemed to have heard some order, and quickly straightened their posture and faced Qingyang head-on.

The next moment, under the high platform that was so dilapidated that one could barely stand, countless soul rings suddenly lit up. In a burst of dazzling light, the soldiers of the Lion Legion used their own soul skills one after another.

White, yellow, a small amount of purple, even mixed with a very small amount of black!

I don't know how many soul skills with negative status, accompanied by huge soul power fluctuations, all landed on Qingyang.

Gravity deepens, speed slows down, restriction, deterrence, terrifying gaze...

In order to give full play to the advantages of the heavy armored corps, the soul skills of the soldiers of the Lion Legion are surprisingly consistent in nature, and they are all auxiliary in nature.

Under the influence of soul skills that thousands of people cooperate with each other, Soul Saint is nothing. Even ordinary Soul Douluo will die with hatred in a moment of carelessness.

Davis was holding a pillar with one hand, supporting his body and watching this scene, his mind was shocked again.

He finally understood how the Lion Legion composed of low-level soul masters could prevent a soul saint from even escaping, and thus died in frustration.

Under this situation, not to mention Soul Saint, even Soul Douluo, even Titled Douluo, had to retreat from the edge.

Because Titled Douluo cannot completely ignore ordinary people, the Star Luo Empire's huge legions are enough to win through quantitative changes!

And how many times can the eighth and ninth soul skills that can change a battlefield be used?

The Star Luo Empire had an army of soldiers so large that even he couldn't remember them all, even terrifying!

This is the confidence that the Star Luo Empire has based on the Douluo Continent!

Qingyang felt his body sink, and the world in front of him suddenly became illusory. There was a slight tinnitus in his ears, and an inexplicable and wonderful feeling of panic was born in his heart.

Various conditions emerged one after another, making it difficult for him to move forward.

"The Lion Legion has gone through hundreds of battles, many of which involved fighting and even killing high-level soul masters. After all, you are still young and energetic, and you are too trusting."

A smile finally appeared on Roston's face, which had been stern since he was repulsed.

He walked slowly to Qingyang, looking at this proud man of heaven, he sighed in his heart.

Roxton raised his hand, his soul power concentrated on it, and the huge and almost substantial claws were clearly visible.

He had planned to end this farce once and for all.

At this time, Qingyang's hearing, smell, touch, vision, taste... were all affected. Facing the approaching Loston, with the mysterious guidance, he reluctantly raised his head as if feeling something.

If the emperor's armor is combined and protected by the armor, these soul skills that exert negative effects will not have much effect on him, even if the combined soul power is not weaker than that of a Contra.

Because the soul power of low-level soul masters is too superficial and not solid enough, the quality is far inferior to that of high-level soul masters.

But that's it. If you don't reach a certain level of strength, even a titled Douluo still can't ignore this kind of quantitative change.