Douluo: After transforming into a soul beast, I will roll inward to save my life

A round sphere suddenly appeared in the endless dark night. The sphere was obviously black, but it emitted brilliant golden light all over, and the world regained its light.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King was rampaging in Dong Yun's spiritual sea, his heart filled with ecstasy. But the space suddenly became silent, and even though the Demon Whale was a soul, he could feel the scorching temperature and fierce killing intent.

Nan Li's cold voice was filled with determination: "Your plan is doomed to fail."

"Suzaku? How come you are here!" The Deep Sea Demon Whale King shuddered violently. He felt the embarrassment of being caught bullying the weak, the reluctance and anger of failing at the last hurdle, but more of it was the fear that his soul was on the verge of collapse.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King knew very well that Suzaku's mental power was superior to his and he must not be provoked, so he chose to retaliate against Dong Yun. Who knew that this would cause an even bigger trouble!

"Wait, Suzaku, let me explain..."

"Go to hell." Nan Li said coldly.

The blood of the Chongming Bird gushed out without being suppressed, and Nanli's mental power was also full of fierce power and wild destructiveness.

The Nanming Lihuo tore open the black curtain, the golden flame of the sun melted the polar night, the black sphere collapsed, the black mist retreated on its own, and the bodies of Nanli and Dongyun disappeared.

The domain that combined the Nanming Lihuo and the Dayi Jinyan expanded vigorously, covering the entire death spiral formation.

Above the orange-red sun, the pair of golden pupils took in the plain beneath their feet. The white and gold flames were cast into the shape of arrows, with precise positioning that surpassed the spiritual power of all things here, and each arrow was aimed directly at the undead.

Like the dazzling fireworks that burst forth instantly after an explosion, countless arrows with precisely planned trajectories fell down from the light dark colors with a bang. Even the mountain waterfalls and giant whales diving into the sea could not match its momentum.

boom--

Flames penetrated from the top of the undead's head, and the orange-red sun under Zhuzhao's feet fell in the center of the magic circle, fusing the soul power and murderous aura of two Titled Douluo above level 95, shaking the space with ripples.

At the moment before the undead shattered and reassembled, a murderous aura that was sharper than that of the entire City of Slaughter was suddenly released, and the battlefield was cleared in an instant!

The death spiral formation was broken up by the sun, and the undead that had just exposed half of their bodies were all turned into dust and dissipated as the ground shook.

Targeted attack, flexible avoidance!

What a powerful strength!

Having witnessed the power that even "earth-shaking" was not enough to describe, no amount of words could describe the shock in the hearts of the two countries' legions.

His cultivation was not enough to be a Titled Douluo, so he had no idea how powerful the figure in the sky was.

Only when you step on the nine rings can you understand that you are just the sun under Zhuzhao's feet, and Zhuzhao only needs to raise his hand and there will be ninety-nine and eighty-one suns!

Just like the net created by Dong Yun, eighty-one hot spheres pulled out a spherical net, and Qingluan, Chifeng, Hongyun, and Qian Renxue were all pushed away from here.

Zhu Zhao was located in the center of the flaming skynet, connecting eighty-one points one after another. No matter how Yan and Ning Xinxin avoided, their bodies would always be targeted by the fire line.

Just like the star line that Madam Lan Xi could not get rid of, once located, it was difficult to get rid of it.

Zhuzhao did not fly to attack, but instead put his palms together, with his ten slender fingers intertwined and overlapping.

When the fire in the palm of his hand was extinguished by the candlelight, eighty-one fireballs rushed towards him from all directions. The fireballs and flames rolled through every inch of space, and any obstacles were reduced to ashes in an instant!

Yan was unable to dodge, but Ning Xinxin could dodge and teleport with her strange moves. But for some reason, when Yan was struggling desperately, Ning Xinxin, who should have been able to dodge, stood still and let Zhuzhao slaughter her.

A strange thought flashed through Nanli and Dongyun's minds, but their attack was still quick and decisive.

The fireball dissipated an inch away from Zhuzhao's body, and two figures, one red and one black, reappeared.

The black sky completely collapsed, the clouds retreated on their own, revealing the rising sun.

Nan Li looked around and found that most of the soldiers from the two empires had successfully escaped from the range of the death spiral formation. At this time, only soul masters with cultivation levels above Soul Douluo and soldiers who were injured and unable to move were left on the field.

It's not that there are no deaths. Death is inevitable, it's just a matter of how many. However, the few who died were quickly assimilated into the undead and disappeared.

A pair of domains just covered the wounded on both sides, and the ultimate skill of Nanming Domain, All Things Come to Life, was released.

Soul power, mental power, and even life force, Nan Li felt the power draining away, but also saw the dying people regain their lives. She used the Nanming domain to push the soldiers to both sides and watched them return to their own legion.

Nan Li turned around and looked at Dong Yun. She finally had the chance to say something to her sister.

Dong Yun was so perceptive that he had read so many emotions from Nan Li's eyes, including vicissitudes, fatigue, hidden pain, and grievances that had been suppressed for a long time.

She felt a little guilty, but she heard Nan Li say, "Yangyang, you've lost weight."

All the worries and hesitations caused by what he had done over the years disappeared, and Dong Yun hugged Nan Li without any hesitation. The Wuhun Empire and the offerings were no longer important.

The soldiers of the Wuhun Empire have all returned to Jialing Pass, and the Tiandou Emperor Xue Ke has also led the army to the nearest city. Only soul masters with the cultivation level of Soul Douluo or above are left here. It has nothing to do with political stance, only admiration for the strong.

Qian Renxue looked at the figure in the air and didn't know which emotion to calm down.

Yan actually volunteered to become Rakshasa's puppet.

Ning Xinxin was actually not dead.

Nanli and Dongyun actually have the skill of soul fusion!

There actually are indestructible and unbreakable bonds in this world.

Qian Renxue felt that she should be thankful that she had met Dong Yun so early. Otherwise, neither the Wuhun Empire nor she would have survived to this day. What rebirth, what foresight, all the timelines had been disrupted long ago, and even if she had the memory of her rebirth, it would be of no use.

Things have developed to this point, and no one can predict what will happen next.

It’s like, even though Nanli and Dongyun had already killed Yan and Ning Xinxin, the dark sky came back again.

A powerful thunder element was brewing in the thick clouds, but before the thunder struck, a shocking sword was slashed out from the clouds!

"Ali!"

"careful!"

"Dongyun!"

"do not want!"

In the pitch-black sky and earth, only the shadow of the Seven Killing Sword shone with a cold light. The huge Seven Killing Sword fell to the ground, breaking through the soil with a loud bang, and gravel flew everywhere!

bang——

The sword shadow dissipated, and Nanli and Dongyun were almost buried by earth and rocks.

The true body of the Glazed Tower, surrounded by nine soul rings, stood high above. Ning Xinxin looked down at all living beings from the clouds, her wave of the hand full of contempt and arrogance.

"I look down below the clouds and see all living things struggling like ants!"