Chapter 228 Your dragon is useless when it sees my dragon Even though they were separated by the entire military camp, the people fighting in mid-air could still see the huge figure rising from behind the camp. The golden figure was like a bridge between the sky and the earth, connecting two completely different worlds. The clouds gathered and dispersed at his waist, and the stars rose and fell in his eyes. The long stick in his hand shone with golden light, coming from the sky and suddenly falling. This stick pierced through the sky and the earth. Knowing that he was facing a Level 98 Super Douluo, Wang Nan attacked without reservation, using the fourth move of the Unyielding Staff Technique. After condensing two soul cores and raising his cultivation to Titled Douluo, the power of this move was even greater than before. Zhongli Wu was able to cultivate to level ninety-eight not only by relying on the evil soul master's ability to devour souls, his own talent was by no means bad, so he saw at a glance the power of Wang Nan's stick. It is not just the spirit power and soul power of the soul master, it also includes the soul master's understanding of himself. Under the Panlong Stick, Zhongli Wu finally lost his ease. As an evil spirit master who was only a hair's breadth away from his limit, he didn't know who else on the Douluo Continent could be his opponent except for his mother and Long Xiaoyao. However, now, facing an opponent who was not even a Super Douluo, he had a panicky feeling that he would be defeated. Without Wang Nan's suppression, the pitch-black bone dragon began to emerge from the void again, but it was too late to use the bone dragon to stop Wang Nan's attack. The red seventh soul ring lit up, and Zhongli Wu's body grew larger and larger until it was the same size as the figure behind him. The shadow that had been floating behind him gradually solidified and merged with his body. Instantly, Zhongli Wu's body turned into darkness, as if it had melted into the night. The darkness climbed up the long staff in Zhongli Wu's hand, tightly wrapped around it, and then, driven by soul power, condensed at the top of the staff, turning into a sickle blade.
As Zhongli Wu released his martial soul's true form, the long staff finally revealed its original appearance, and a huge sickle that was even longer than Zhongli Wu himself was held in his hand. The darkness around Zhongli Wu seemed to have substance. An extremely terrifying pressure pressed in from all directions. He swung his sickle to meet the golden coiled dragon stick. On the ground, everyone in the military camp of the Sun-Moon Empire felt a sudden chill in their bodies, as if the blood in their bodies had stagnated, and it seemed as if the souls in their bodies were about to leave them at this moment. Wang Nan, who was facing Zhongli Wu head-on, felt it even more clearly. The sickle blade contained an extremely strong aura of death. Before it even touched him, it had already drilled into his body like a maggot in the tarsal bone, attempting to devour his vitality. The next moment, the giant black blade cut through the space and instantly collided with the Panlong Stick. A huge impact spread out from the point of collision. The space here could no longer withstand this force and cracked into pieces, revealing the nothingness outside the world. A violent roar was heard, even more shocking than the ninth-level fixed-type soul guide that had just been detonated, and the entire world was shaking. Wang Nan and Zhongli Wu flew backwards at the same time. Soul power surged, and the dead energy that entered Wang Nan's body was quickly consumed. The light on the golden dragon armor flowed, and Wang Nan quickly adjusted his posture and looked forward. This was the first time that someone took on his unyielding stick method head-on. Although his soul power was higher than Wang Nan's, Zhongli Wu's situation was definitely not good. Wang Nan's soul power also poured into his body, and the characteristics of the Panlong Stick martial spirit were fully displayed at this time, and all soul power retreated wherever it passed. The sea of spirituality was surging non-stop. Zhongli Wu took great effort to control his soul power to suppress Wang Nan's power, and looked forward seriously. Under the martial soul true body, he used the eighth soul skill to fight Wang Nan's stick on equal terms. Zhongli Wu didn't dare to imagine what the consequences would be if he allowed Wang Nan to continue to grow. Fortunately, under the martial soul true body, the appearance of the bone dragon also became much faster. At this time, it had completely drilled out of the void. The huge skeleton surrounded him, which made him feel a little more at ease. "Roar--" The huge bone dragon roared to the sky, and its pitch-black skeleton turned blue and red. In the surrounding air, wind and fire elements instantly gathered together to form vortices. The bone dragon lowered its head, came to Zhongli Wu's feet, and lifted his body above its head. Zhongli Wu stared at Wang Nan with his deep purple eyes, darkness was surging around him, and his fierce murderous intent was not concealed at all. On the other side, right above the Sun-Moon Empire’s military camp, Du Bu Si stretched out his palm. The dark green light gathered in the palm of his hand and slapped the old woman in front of him. Several soul guides lit up around the old woman. However, after fighting for a long time, higher-level soul guides had already been damaged by Du Bu Si's attack. Now these soul guides were even less able to stop Du Bu Si's attack and shattered in an instant. The old woman spat out a stream of blood, her face turned pale at first, and then instantly turned blue under the influence of the poison. The violent soul power and poison raged in her body, and she finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground. Du Bu Si just took a look and stopped chasing. Instead, he looked towards the rear of the military camp, where two rays of light, one gold and one black, were confronting each other. “Master, your old injury has not healed yet…” Seeing Du Bu Si’s gaze, a soul master beside him immediately came forward. Du Bu Si raised his hand and touched his chest. His old wounds had not healed yet, and the circulation of his soul power was not smooth after the fierce battle. However, he was not unfamiliar with the man in the distance. He was seriously injured by Zhongli Wu's sneak attack, and he knew Zhongli Wu's strength very well.
"No need to say more. My Body Sect is not bound by secular rules, but we are not ignorant of grudges. The strength of that evil soul master should not be underestimated. No matter who he is, he is helping us delay the soul master of the Sun Moon Empire. How can I sit back and watch if I can't poison him to death?" "You continue with your mission." After saying that, the green robe behind him was raised high, and his figure was already heading towards the north. Standing on top of the bone dragon, with the Grim Reaper mount back in place, Zhongli Wu was no longer holding back. He swung the scythe in his hand, and the power of wind and fire enveloped Wang Nan. The wind fueled the fire, and the temperature around him rose instantly. The spreading flames somewhat obscured Zhongli Wu's vision, and he could not see clearly what Wang Nan had done. He only knew that the next moment, the flames in the sky seemed to lose control, rolled back, and attacked him instead. If it was an ordinary flame, Wang Nan would have to spend some effort to deal with it, but Zhongli Wu's flame attack was using the power of the bone dragon. The remaining soul of the dragon that truly controlled the fire element was now on Wang Nan's body. It didn't need to put in any effort. The moment the Fire Dragon King's breath was revealed, the surrounding flames surrendered to it and rolled back towards Zhongli Wu. (End of this chapter)