Douluo's rebirth An Lan

An Lan snorted coldly, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the hill step by step on the poisonous formation.He knows that this treasure land probably already has an owner, and his strength is definitely not weak; what awaits him ahead will definitely be a big battle!

Of course, he was bound to win this treasure land; no matter who was inside, they could not change An Lan's will.

When he reached the top of the mountain, what appeared in front of An Lan was an inverted cone-shaped mountain col. The top of the mountain where he was standing was the edge of the mountain col.

Billowing hot air rises from the mountain col. The hot air is very humid and has a bit of the unique smell of sulfur.But what moved An Lan even more was the strong life force in this mountain valley; there was no doubt that, just as An Lan expected, this was a natural treasure field!

"who?"

A green figure appeared in front of An Lan in a flash.This is an old man in green robes. His hair, eyes, and even nails are all a deep dark green. This old man's eyes are like poisonous snakes, giving people an extremely cold feeling.

"You are the master of this valley. You can leave now. I don't care about you setting up the poison array outside."

An Lan flicked his fingers and said calmly.

"Boy is arrogant!"

The old man laughed angrily.Although An Lan didn't recognize the old man, how could the old man not recognize An Lan?He originally thought that some powerful enemy had broken into his blessed land, but he didn't expect that it was such a young kid.No matter what kind of saint An Lan is, before he truly grows up, he is nothing in the eyes of a being like him.

Of course, if he had watched the Soul Master Competition, he probably wouldn't think so...

"Huh? Don't want to leave? Then you can stay here."

An Lan was too lazy to talk nonsense with this person. He made a fist with his left hand and simply punched out.

"try to find......"

Before the old man could say "die", An Lan's fist hit his blocking arm. For a moment, he felt as if he had been hit by a huge mountain, and he flew away lightly. Got out, and... fell into the col.

boom......

A belated sonic boom sounded, and a pale white aura slowly spread.An Lan retracted his fist and smiled lightly.Just now, he was just testing the strength of his physical body without using any real energy, but it still had the same effect.

Just hearing a roar, the old man in green robe rose into the sky, bringing up a gust of wind, and looked at An Lan gloomily.

At this moment, the old man was shocked and angry. The angry thing was that he was knocked away by the little thief without warning, and he was so embarrassed. The old man was shocked because how could the little thief's power be so terrifying?Even if it is a 10-year-old soul beast, I'm afraid it's nothing more than this!Is this guy really a human?

"Buzzing..."

This time, the old man no longer dared to underestimate the enemy, and circles of soul rings rose from his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black...

Nine Rings, Titled Douluo!

"Boy, let me give you a taste of my Poison Douluo's methods!"

The old man said with a sinister smile.

call......

Dugu Bo waved his sleeves, his second soul ring lit up, and a pale green poisonous mist floated towards An Lan.Dugu Bo was confident that even if a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast were here, it would turn into bones in an instant if it was hit by his poisonous mist.

Clang!

An Lan struck out with the Profound Sword, and the poisonous mist was like ice and snow hitting a soldering iron, and it dissipated with a "chi" sound.

An Lan pulled out another blade from the void, and the light of the blade extended to a height of a hundred meters. The fog floating on the valley parted, and the sunlight shone down, which was exceptionally magical.

"cut!"

An Lan slashed down with his sword again. Poison Douluo was horrified and spat out a dark green bead, which collided with the light of the sword.

When woo......

The golden sword light dispersed, and Poison Douluo's face turned pale.This bead was his natal inner elixir, which contained more than [-]% of his cultivation. The sword strike just now damaged his vitality, and he couldn't recover even after ten and a half days of rest.

"That's all you have to do?"

An Lan's eyes were full of indifference, which made Poison Douluo feel ashamed and angry.

"Boy, you forced me!"

Poison Douluo's seventh soul ring lit up, and his whole body changed in a ball of green light, finally turning into a ten-foot-long giant snake. The sinister dark green snake eyes stared at An Lan coldly.

"Is this the true form of Wuhun? It's interesting."

Although An Lan said it was interesting, his face still looked unconcerned.

Poison Douluo suddenly laughed sinisterly, and two pale rays of light suddenly shot out from the snake's eyes and fell on An Lan.

"Crack..."

Starting from the soles of his feet, An Lan's body began to turn to stone, and a look of pride flashed in Poison Douluo's eyes.

This is his head soul bone skill, which comes from a snake demon with ten thousand years of cultivation. It is one of his trump cards.With this weird soul skill, he had plotted against countless opponents back then.

"Are you just doing your own thing?"

An Lan smiled hoarsely.Sure enough, the next moment the iron plate on his waist lit up, the little snake on the iron plate seemed to squirm, and the petrified part of An Lan's body faded away in an instant.

With An Lan's eyesight, how could he not see that the power of the head soul bone was related to the iron tablet he obtained from Thousand Snake Island?In fact, the snake demon that Poison Douluo hunted was indeed of Medusa's bloodline; however, in terms of strength, that snake demon was probably not even one ten thousandth of Medusa's own body.

Of course, even without this iron plate, such a low-level curse is nothing to An Lan. He has ten thousand ways to easily resolve it.

"hateful!"

Poison Douluo was really anxious now, and he spit out dark green bubbles from his mouth, covering them towards the mountain peak.

An Lan snorted coldly, cast a golden body technique, and managed to hold on to a large poisonous bubble, jumped down from the cliff, and rushed towards the giant green snake entrenched in the mountain col.

How could Poison Douluo dare to fight An Lan head-on?This time, what lit up on his body was the eighth soul ring.

There was a flash of black light, the mist in the mountain col stagnated, An Lan's figure became still, and even the air stopped flowing.The entire space seemed to have turned into a forbidden picture.

Poison Douluo breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes turned cold, and his ninth soul ring also lit up.

"You little beast, remember this in your next life and don't mess with me!"

The green snake's body became transparent; a ray of emerald light spurted out from the green snake's bloody mouth.

This is Poison Douluo's final trump card. The combination of the eighth and ninth soul skills is enough to destroy a town!In any case, he did not believe that An Lan could survive this blow.

"That's it."

At this moment, An Lan's voice sounded again, and a flash of horror flashed in Poison Douluo's eyes.

Ping.......

An Lan stretched out a hand, and the space seemed to be broken. There was a crisp sound, and the air resumed flowing.

Under Poison Douluo's disbelieving gaze, An Lan's palms, which were even more radiant and fair than a woman's, like fairy glass and cold jade, were wrapped around the emerald-like light.

The second crisp sound sounded, as if the jade was broken, and the light disintegrated under An Lan's palm.

Hold the moon hand!This move, as the name suggests, if An Lan used it in the realm of Fachen and Huiming, he could really bring down the moon in the sky!

"No, it's impossible!"

Poison Douluo yelled, feeling extremely frightened.This was the most proud blow in his life. Even if several worshipers from Wuhun Palace were standing here, they might not be able to escape unscathed!

What level has An Lan's strength reached?Super Douluo?Even...the legendary Extreme Douluo?

"Hmph, how can you imagine what we are capable of?"

An Lan shook his head. He was really disappointed by the titled Douluo in this world. Even though his cultivation level was more than ten times or a hundred times higher than An Lan, his combat power could only be described as horrific.In this battle, An Lan suppressed the Poison Douluo throughout the whole battle, and An Lan even did not use any trump cards at all.

If nothing else, if An Lan takes out the Yuanci Light Cannon, he will definitely kill the opponent with one move.To put it bluntly, An Lan was just practicing with this Poison Douluo.

Before Poison Douluo could escape, An Lan flew up, jumped on the giant snake's head, stepped on it, and the giant snake's head hit the ground heavily, splashing a large amount of mud.

An Lan raised his hand, and a dark golden giant palm condensed with true energy emerged in mid-air. He grabbed the giant snake's seven inches and lifted the giant snake into the air.

"Old poison, do you accept it or not?"

An Lan put his hands behind his back, looked down at Poison Douluo, and asked coldly.

"I have surrendered, I, Dugu Bo, have surrendered! Lord Shengzi, please spare my life. I have many secrets and treasures that I can give to you!"

Poison Douluo Dugu Bo wailed.At the critical moment of life and death, he could no longer maintain his demeanor as a titled Douluo.

Dugubo felt that his entire worldview was about to be overturned.This kid, how many years has he been practicing?Even if he cultivated since his mother's womb, he still wouldn't be able to become a Soul Saint!Not to mention Titled Douluo.

Titled Douluo takes time to accumulate. Even the monster from the Haotian Sect, who is said to be the youngest Titled Douluo in history, did not reach the realm of Titled Douluo until he was in his 40s.

He knows that there are countless mysteries behind the saints, which cannot be solved by common sense; he knows that An Lan is the proud son of the younger generation, the undisputed protagonist, and the unstoppable rising star in this life.

But he never dreamed that such a teenage boy, several years younger than his granddaughter, could already control Douluo with the palm of his hand, dominate the world, and become the Pope of Wuhun Palace and the leader of Haotian Sect. figure!

He lamented in his heart, I am afraid that this day is going to change...

"I give you two choices, die, or become my slave!"

An Lan said calmly, with no room for negotiation in his tone.