Douluo: A New Martial Soul Every Day

A month later.

A stage specially used for competitions.

The seven-man Wuhundian team, which is even more terrifying than the original, is fighting on the side.

Hu Liena, level 62 control soul emperor.

Lin Xi, a level 47 control soul master.

Xie Yue is a level 57 attack soul king.

Yan, the 57th level Assault Department Soul King.

Lu Renjia, the golden scepter of Wuhun, a level 45 auxiliary soul sect.

Mei Mingzhi, Wuhun Huangjinwu, level 44 auxiliary soul sect.

Mei Ming Qi, Wuhun Starfish Stone, Level 46 Auxiliary Soul Sect.

Opposite him, Lin Feng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent.

Hu Liena took a deep breath. She had the highest soul power level and was a control soul master. She was now the captain of a seven-person team.

"Come on!" Hu Liena shouted, and six soul rings appeared on her body, as did everyone else.

In the first moment, the three top auxiliary systems used the soul ring effect on four people.

The order of their soul skills is exactly the same.

The first soul skill - soul power increase.

The second soul skill - resistance increase.

The third soul skill - strength increase.

The fourth soul skill - speed increase.

And without exception, all are range increases!

Apertures, bird calls, and strange light curtains descended on the four people.

The momentum of the four people all surged together, breaking through to a new level!

This is their tactic. When facing Lin Feng, they must fight quickly, so that they can get away faster, ah no, so that they can catch Lin Feng off guard.

However, when the four amplified people were ready to attack.

Lin Feng raised his hand gently.

Those are a pair of ridiculously beautiful hands.

It even makes people imagine the slender hands of a peerless beauty, gently twisting and closing.

But just such a pair of hands made everyone in the Wuhundian team unable to move.

In other words, being controlled and unable to move.

An invisible aura has suppressed everyone, and a thrilling and trembling slight pain seems to be coming from the billions of pores on the body.

Soul power, physical strength, and mental power flowed away crazily under this terrifying pressure.

And the source of the pressure is none other than Lin Feng!

Xie Yue was sweating profusely, not even daring to speed up his heartbeat. Looking at the cold face of the Son of God in the distance, he was sure of one thing.

"If you move around, you will die!"

The pressure became heavier and heavier, so heavy that all the bones of the seven people present were overwhelmed and made a rattling sound.

Cold sweat broke out, and even his consciousness began to blur under such high pressure.

The figure in the dark golden attire became increasingly invisible.

Dimly, they saw that the originally orange sun was fading rapidly.

Instead, there was a purple sun that was slowly setting.

The purple sun lingers in the aura of silence that is destroying the world, and all the stars around it are dim and shattered, as if all their vitality has been sucked away.

Xie Yue has a premonition that when the purple sun sets, it will be the moment their lives end!

And the center of Ziyang is Lin Feng, who looks extremely cold!

At this time, even Lin Xi and Hu Liena felt that something was wrong with Lin Feng.

Lin Xi's face turned pale and she had closed her eyes waiting for the moment of death.

Hu Liena bit her lip unwillingly, wondering why Lin Feng wanted to kill them during today's competition when they were fine in the previous competition.

She wanted to say something, but the momentum made them lose their language function and they couldn't say a word.

This murderous aura, or death aura.

Lin Feng...do you really want our lives?

In the sky, two good friends who had just come out of the Pope's Palace passed by the competition venue.

"Hey, old ghost, do you think that is the Son of God competing with them?" Yue Guan patted the ghost's butt.

Seeing that Gui Mei didn't reply, Yue Guan wondered again: "Why did a purple sun appear at the Son of God?"

"Looking at the posture, it turns out to be the product of the fusion of mental power, soul power and murderous intent. Is this the combat skill that the Son of God mentioned before?"

The ghost became interested and turned to look.

After seeing clearly the situation on the field, Gui Mei was shocked, grabbed Yue Guan's hand and rushed in the direction of Lin Feng, "You idiot! The Son of God really wants to kill!"

Yue Guan, who was pulled away, looked confused, "Didn't the Son of God unleash his murderous intent to test them?"

At this time, the huge purple sun behind Lin Feng became more and more solid as he raised his palm, and an aura like Ragnarok swept across the entire Wuhun Hall in an instant.

Even the Douluo who were far away in the Douluo Hall noticed something terrifying. Although their soul power was not strong, their quality and potential were very astonishing.

The purple sun slowly set, and the lives of Xie Yue and others seemed to have come to an end, as many scenes passed by in front of their eyes.

"The field of bipolar stillness!"

At this critical moment, Gui Mei and Yue Guan finally arrived.

Rose purple and jet black meet in the air, turning into a realm of balance.

Everything in the domain came to a complete stop under some kind of check and balance, even Ziyang, who had the aura of silence!

The mountain-like aura finally dissipated.

Hu Liena and others breathed a sigh of relief. They had never felt so close to death.

Yue Guan's voice came from within the realm.

"Nana, please leave quickly, Shenzi is in a bad state right now!"

Hu Liena looked worried and took a deep look at Lin Feng who was under control. She was about to ask her to stay and see if she could awaken Lin Feng's mind.

Lin Xi seemed to have read her thoughts, took her hand and shook her head, very sober: "Sister Nana, it's better not to cause trouble to Gui. Elder Ju. Judging from Brother Feng's state, it is obvious that Not so easily awakened.”

Hu Liena sighed, "That's all it can do now."

Lin Feng, wake up quickly.

All seven people hid on the other side in shock.

On the field, Lin Feng, who was controlled, slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

Although the speed is extremely slow, there is indeed a slight upward arc.

"Old ghost, is the Son of God awake? I see why he is smiling at the corner of his mouth?" Yue Guan's doubtful voice came from the field.

The ghost said angrily: "The Son of God has helped the Pope absorb this month... Under the influence of that kind of thing, negative emotions will be infinitely amplified. There must be something wrong with this smile!"

"Chrysanthemum Pass, be careful! When Tang Hao couldn't move, isn't it terrifying that the Son of God can still laugh?"

As if to verify the ghostly crow's mouth, the corners of Lin Feng's mouth grinned wider and wider.

Except for the dead sun.

A spring of turbid yellow water appeared at Lin Feng's feet. The evil aura was so fierce that even the seven-man team 200 meters away was affected.

What makes the ghosts horrified is that this spring water is clearly the product of spiritual power combined with soul power and some kind of force, but this spring water is like a bottomless abyss.

There was no rotation or other movements, and the static power of his and Yueguan's domains slowly flowed towards the spring water at a very slow speed.

How is this possible? !

After thirty breaths passed like this, a hint of violence flashed deep in Lin Feng's pupils.

An aura very similar to that of Ziyang burst out from himself.

If Ziyang is the twilight of the judgment gods, the terror that destroys the heaven and the earth.

Then the intention of this fist is to destroy heaven and earth and kill everything!

In Lin Feng's spiritual sea, a fat slime jumped around and murmured anxiously: "Boss, you must absorb that, now it's better! Wake up quickly!"

"Old ghost, you can't do this anymore. You see, Shenzi's body can no longer withstand these three powerful combat skills!" Yueguan was so anxious that he even forced out a female voice.

Gui Mei also discovered this, Lin Feng's body was very strange.

Driven by a certain energy, even though his orifices were bleeding and his body was open with countless tiny wounds, he and Yueguan still used three combat skills in succession.

But if they suppress like this, Lin Feng's power cannot be vented, and it will definitely cause a powerful backlash!

By that time, the Son of God's death without exploding his body would be almost the same as his death by exploding his body.

In the sky, three pairs of holy wings spread out, spreading countless rays of light under the refraction of the sun.

"Two elders, thank you for your hard work. Let me do it."