Chapter 38: Colorless Realm Divine Power, Controlling the Whole Scene Click~!The tall and burly King Kong Bear instantly shattered into light spots all over the sky and disappeared. Zhao Wuji groaned, blood constantly flowing out of the corners of his mouth. This was the backlash of his martial soul's true body being broken. When you see the red light, it is actually too late. The most important thing is not to hide... If he hides, what will happen to the students behind him? Facing Soul Douluo's killing move, a Soul Master over level 30 has no choice but to die! It turned out that he couldn't contend with two Soul Douluos who cooperated skillfully... Zhao Wuji thought to himself. One hit. Zhao Hu was not surprised. He controlled the Blood Winged Wolf and continued to release his soul skills. Kill these ants quickly and leave Soto City immediately to avoid any accidents. The first soul skill: Giant Wolf Roar! The shock wave visible to the naked eye created ripples in the air and rushed towards the crowd with unstoppable force.
"Hahaha, let me come too! Let me feel the despair!" A terrifying ferocity appeared on Zhao Long's excited old face, and the two completely different expressions blended perfectly. The first soul ring on his body also lit up with dazzling light. The first soul skill: Death Tornado! Although both were group attacks, his Death Tornado was more brutal than his brother's Giant Wolf Howl. The wind threads constructed by soul power are like the finest blades. They will cut the trapped prey into meat threads as thick as earthworms. "I...Puchi!" Zhao Wuji just wanted to mobilize his soul power, but unfortunately injured his already damaged meridians. He spat out a large mouthful of blood. He staggered and fell to the ground, his eyes full of despair. Faced with the fatal blows from the two Soul Fighters, he had no confidence to withstand it, let alone the little monsters. Before the Mighty King Kong Bear was shattered, he still had a little bit of strength to fight back, but now he is completely desperate. Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar are the three men. Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong. Similar expressions appeared on the six young faces, and the fear of death was like a shadow, looming in their hearts. Relying on the powerful vitality of the Blue Silver Grass that "cannot be burned by wildfire", Tang San slowly woke up. Before he experienced the pain of bone digging, he saw two bloody storms rushing towards him like a tsunami. The pale face, which was already bloodless, suddenly had a blush, as if there was a last glimmer of life. Tang San's pupils narrowed. The resentment in my heart is heavier than that of a ghost.
He doesn't wake up early or late, but wakes up just when the enemy releases his ultimate move. What else could he do except wait for death to come? Zhao Wuji showed a relieved smile, opened his arms and stood in front of the crowd. At this moment, his burly figure seemed to stand tall and support the endless sky. Dai Mubai took a deep breath, possessed by the White Tiger Martial Spirit, and stood behind Teacher Zhao. Among the Shrek Seven Devils, except for Tang San who was lying flat on the ground, the others stood in a straight line to form human shields. The idea is simple… The people at the front will die, and the chance of survival will increase as you move further back. You must always leave one or two seeds of revenge~! "coming soon." Zhao Wuji turned his head and looked behind him, his eyes full of relief, and spoke with a forced smile. Dai Mubai nodded: "Teacher, I heard that you like the proprietress of the Anxiang Dance Hall, is that true?" "Slander, don't slander me. Women will only affect the speed at which I release my spirit skills!" "It seems like the boss lady is waiting for someone every night, but I don't know who she is waiting for." Ma Hongjun said playfully. Several people were laughing. The giant wolf roars! The death tornado arrives quietly! Before it even hits you, the wind that blew up is as strong as a knife, making your cheeks hurt. As a Soul Saint, Zhao Wuji had excellent eyesight and could clearly see the rapidly rotating wind. It was white in color and seemed to be able to cut through space. How painful it must be to be scratched by it! I hope his handsome, young and promising appearance will not be ruined. Om~~~~! Just when they were about to make contact, the space shook with an inexplicable mystery. It seemed like just a blink of an eye, or even shorter than a blink of an eye. It came inexplicably and left without a trace. what happened? ! ! Zhao Wuji, who was at the front of the human shield, stretched out his hand in confusion. I want to verify whether there is an invisible mirror in front of me. if not…… How to explain the sudden disappearance of soul skills? ! Facing the most violent attack, he did not close his eyes out of fear, but instead widened his pupils like copper bells. As a result, naturally, I couldn't see anything clearly. It was like erasing a blackboard, erasing the entire space. As for the two soul skills in the space, they were just erased by the way.
Dai Mubai waited for a few breaths. The expected pain never came, and out of curiosity, I opened my eyes. In front is Zhao Wuji, in the middle are broken bluestone tiles, and opposite are two Soul Douluos. The question is...what about the two fatal attacks? It can’t be a silver spear with a wax head. It’s just used to scare people. Oh yes, Xiao Wu was also in the queue. It must be because of this consideration that he didn’t kill her. "Teacher Zhao, how did you do it? You are simply an god~~!!" Ma Hongjun's expression was exaggerated and his tone was indescribably excited. He really couldn't think of anyone else who could block the attack except Zhao Laoshi who was at the front? He walked quickly to Lao Shi's side, with admiration, respect and piety overflowing from his fat round face. "It's not me..." Zhao Wuji thought for a moment. His eyes scanned the crowd and fell on Tang San who was lying at the back. He spoke slowly with a firm tone. "If I'm not mistaken, it should be Haotian Douluo who is here!" Without making any sound or trace, he wiped out two Soul Douluo-level soul skills, and his strength must have reached that of a Titled Douluo. And he is also a strong one among the Titled Douluo! The only person Zhao Wuji could think of was Haotian Douluo… The Xingluo Empire was too far away, and excluding Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong’s father was stuck at the Soul Saint level, which was also not an option. The remaining Xiao Wu, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar don’t even have a backstage, let alone being Titled Douluo. Taking all the possibilities into consideration and after careful analysis, he came to the conclusion of Haotian Douluo! What? ! ! Haotian Douluo is here? Zhao Long and Zhao Hu quickly put away their shock at the mysterious disappearance of their soul skills and looked around in panic. They had never actually seen Haotian Douluo, but they had heard of this terrifying name. Possessing the number one martial spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer... he is known as the Clear Sky Sect's number one prodigy... and one of the three great master craftsmen. When he was first promoted to Titled Douluo, he was able to fight against three of the three Titled Douluos of the Spirit Hall alone, resulting in one death and two injuries. He has been famous throughout the continent since then. What ordinary soul masters dare not even dream of, Haotian Douluo has achieved. He kicked the Titled Douluo and punched the Spirit Hall. He is incredibly powerful. …… At the very back of the team, there were two handsome men and beautiful women. Qin Mo's face remained calm as he slowly withdrew his hand. The Shrek students formed a human shield in a straight line, standing in front of them in an orderly manner. If someone who doesn’t know sees this, they would think they are indebted to the other person for a huge favor. Shrek stood in front of him, protecting him whether he wanted to or not, even though he didn't need it. This does not include Tang San... because Tang San can't run away, and he is lying down, so he is not a human shield at all. Dugu Yan looked at Qin Mo's palm in confusion, then looked towards the calm battlefield.
Coincidence, accident, or is it true? ! “The power of the colorless realm…” (End of this chapter)