Douluo's Fire

Late at night, after remembering the past, the old man had returned to the practice room to meditate.

Even though daily practice has little effect now, I can't feel any progress in my cultivation.

But meditation has become a habit for him, and he spends every night meditating.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is quiet at night. Except for some lanterns used by patrolling tribesmen, most of the place is dark, which is in stark contrast to the bustle of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Outside the headquarters of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, two disciples in charge of patrol were strolling outside.The expressions on their faces all looked a little tired, and they walked forward carelessly.

As one of the top three sects today, although the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Dragon Sect only ranks third, their Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Spirit is the number one beast martial spirit in the mainland.

Their sea-suppressing magic needle old man is here at the sect's headquarters, who dares to touch their tiger hair.

Because of this, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's station has been peaceful for a long time, so that the disciples responsible for patrolling do not need to take it too seriously.

They don't think that anyone would have any thoughts about the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

Ji Lingling shivered, and the patrolling disciple on the left suddenly said to the patrolling disciple on the right: "Xiao Lan, why do I feel a little cold?"

"You feel the cold. Who told you to go to those windy and flowery places these days? Look, your body is weak."

The patrolling disciple named Xiao Lan squeezed his eyes at the patrolling disciple next to him and made a smile that every man would understand.

Xiaoyou curled up his lips at his friend's crowding. Wasn't it just that he hadn't taken him to play with him in the past few days? As for such crowding.

However, Xiao You still felt that he was a little weird. His martial spirit was a turtle-shelled snake, and ordinary wind and cold could not possibly contaminate his body.

Could it be that I have been there too many times and my body is weak?

Such an idea just started to appear, and Xiaoyou shook it off.

Is that possible?How could I feel weak while traveling in Leli? It must be because the wind here is too cold. I will make some ginger soup to drink when I go back.

Thinking of this, a sudden urge to urinate came up. Xiaoyou tightened his lower abdomen and said to his friend beside him:

"Xiaolan, please wait for me here. I want to go for a while."

After saying that, Xiaoyou tightened his lower abdominal muscles and walked deeper into the grass in the distance.

Xiaolan stopped, smiled, and let her friend go into the grass. She hung the lantern next to her and squatted on a rock, waiting for her friend to come back.

But the next moment, an icy chill suddenly penetrated from his vest, passed directly through his chest, and pierced every piece of his internal organs.

"Enemy-" Before he could even shout out the complete words, a spreading chill had already come to his mouth, sealing his next words firmly inside.

Xiao Lan opened her eyes angrily, wanting to shout out the rest of her words to alert the sect that there was an enemy attack.

However, the coldness enveloped his head, and the last trace of unwillingness disappeared. Similarly, in the grass not far away, a corpse dressed as a disciple of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Dragon Sect was lying there quietly.

The black figures could no longer be seen, rushing past their corpses towards the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

The black shadows were like a tide, quietly passing over the bodies of the patrolling disciples of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Dragon Sect, and drowning in the peaceful Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Dragon Sect.

Snapped!

A still somewhat sleepy Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect disciple yawned, got off the bed, opened the door, and walked to the toilet in the corner.

His eyes wandered, looking around casually.

Then, an angry roar sounded in the quiet night sky,

"Enemy - attack -"

Thunder and lightning were like dragons, and the burly old man sitting cross-legged in the secret cultivation room suddenly opened his eyes, and the yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black soul rings unfolded instantly.

Like a dragon of thunder and lightning, it roared and broke through the wall of the secret practice room, turning into thunder in anger, and blue-purple thunder and lightning crackled on the burly old man's body.

As soon as the super Douluo's aura appeared, he instantly attracted the attention of everyone on the battlefield.

The injured blue-clad disciples of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Dragon Sect looked at the thundering figure in the sky with excitement and admiration, and said excitedly:

"Patriarch! It's the patriarch!"

"Sect Master! Those bastards killed many of us!"

"Father!"

Looking back, the burly old man's eyes fell back on the two besieged figures on the ground.

With blood-stained clothes and broken scales, the most powerful descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is now surrounded by eight Contras and is in danger.

A fire was building up in his heart, a thunder was gathering in his chest, the clothes on the burly old man were fading away, and the scales were emerging.

There was a roar, the huge dragon head roared angrily, and a thunderous sound exploded in the air!

"Martial Soul Hall, I, Yu Yuanzhen, will fight with you until death!"

In this world, this continent, besides Wuhun Palace who can bring out so many soul masters to surround and kill their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, who else can there be!Who else could it be!

Thunder and lightning flew across the sky, the air exploded, Yu Yuanzhen's huge body pressed across the sky, and endless thunder and lightning gathered on him.

A pair of dragon eyes burned with endless anger, and the eighth soul ring on his body suddenly flashed.

A blue-black thundercloud rumbled in the sky, and endless tiny thunder dragons descended from it, attacking all the black-clothed soul masters on the ground!

The eighth soul skill, Soaring Dragon and Thunder Explosion!

With rage in his heart, Yu Yuanzhen would kill him as soon as he made a move. All black-clothed soul masters must die!

However, a huge bear claw suddenly tore from the ground and dug straight into Yu Yuanzhen's belly.

At the same time, a dark leopard shadow appeared in the sky above Yu Yuanzhen, its claws were dark and dense, and together with the bear claws on the ground, they were about to tear Yu Yuanzhen's blue electric Tyrannosaurus Rex apart!

Yu Yuanzhen roared angrily, and the blue lightning snake on his body suddenly enlarged and crackled in all directions.

At the same time, purple light flashed, and the powerful aura on his body exploded again, and a thundercloud was formed out of thin air in front of them, trying to drown them all in the ocean of thunder and lightning.

The black panther shadow and the huge bear claw felt the explosive aura, and were unwilling to be injured in a head-on collision. They had no choice but to dodge the thundercloud with a flash of light.

Suddenly, around the huge blue electric Tyrannosaurus, the auras of four titled Douluo were positioned around, locking Yu Yuanzhen firmly inside.

The Thunderous Dragon Sky Thunder Explosion flashing with thunder and lightning in the sky had already been dispersed by the other two Titled Douluo. The black-clothed soul master on the ground was not affected at all.

But Yu Yuanzhen was now surrounded by four titled Douluo, with no room for escape.

But escape has never been in Yu Yuanzhen's dictionary.

Longmu glanced around and took a good look at the four Douluo surrounding him. A loud laugh spread throughout the battlefield from Yu Yuanzhen's mouth,

"Haha! What a Spirit Hall! What a Spirit Hall! It seems that our Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect will be destroyed here today."

"But," Yu Yuan Zhenlong opened his eyes angrily,

"If you want to destroy our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, give it to me today."

"Die!!!"