Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

Chapter 248 Is This Special Meow Really Just Seven Ring Soul Sage?

The terrifying momentum spread wildly.

Before the hammer fell down, the mountain walls below seemed to be a little unbearable and began to collapse one after another.

This blow has not really landed, yet it has such a terrifying power.

It is indeed the Ritian Douluo who has been famous in the mainland for many years.

Feeling the terrifying oppression on his shoulders, Wang Mo's face was a little dignified, knowing that the other party was determined to kill.

Taking a deep breath, his right leg began to feel hot, and the spirit rings on his body shone sequentially.

The 10-year soul ring skill one, the earth-shattering sword.

10-year Soul Ring Technique II, Dragon Soaring Triumvirate Formation, Nine Heavens Dragon Yin, and Dragon Emperor's Different Dimension.

Huh~ the wind blows.

The sky above everyone's heads was full of golden light, and a huge tetanus blade hundreds of meters in length fell from the sky.

at the same time.

Three huge dragon totems engraved with giant dragon patterns instantly rose from the feet of everyone in the form of an equilateral triangle, and were frozen in the void.

Immediately, the eyes of the giant dragon on the totem lit up, and the formation took shape. Terrifying suction continued to emanate from it, pulling everything around it, rushing towards the center of the triangular totem.

Then a roar of a strange beast that seemed to come from the early days came from above, and everyone looked up.

Beside the slowly falling giant blade, a long dragon whose length is unknown, soaring through the clouds, covered in golden scales, with five claws growing under its belly, slowly lowered its head from the high clouds and looked down. Come.

The terrifying atmosphere on the scene kept colliding.

The ground within a radius of several miles shook violently, the ground cracked, mountains collapsed, and countless rolling stones rolled down one after another.

It's like the end of the world.

Seeing this, a group of red-clothed archbishops of the Wuhun Temple under the shield of the Harmonious Soul Array all shrank their pupils in shock.

Since becoming soul masters, this was the first time they had seen such a scene.

Can a battle between soul masters be this terrifying?
If both parties are Titled Douluo, then there is nothing to say, but one of them is only the Seven Ring Soul Sage!

While maintaining the Harmonious Soul Formation with all his strength, Volkan raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

Fortunately, Wang Mo is one of his own. If this is the enemy, no one will be able to sleep, it is really too scary.

Boom-!
A loud bang resembling a sky crash sounded from the sky above, and the terrifying energy spread crazily towards the surroundings.

Immediately, the whole world became a vast expanse of whiteness.

The terrifying impact instantly poured down from the sky.

Nearly 20 soul emperors with six rings, more than [-] soul saints with seven rings and one soul king with eight rings, the Harmony Soul Formation shield casted by so many people, under the impact of this terrifying impact, is actually kind of crumbling. Feel.

a long time.

Only then did the scene return to calm.

When Vulcan's vision and hearing recovered, the originally beautiful valley was completely invisible.

Turning his head and looking around, the land within a few miles was barren.

As the instigator of all this, Wang Mo did not know where he was at this time, and he was not seen.

It was Tang Hao and Lieyang Douluo, who were hovering in the sky panting.

Under such a terrifying explosion and impact, even the Title Douluo could not survive.

Although the two are still alive, their condition is not very good.

Tang Hao's arms were cracked inch by inch, blood flowed profusely, his breath was in disorder, and the clothes on his body, which were already worn out, were barely covering his body at this time.

As for Lieyang Douluo, he lost his arm, his face looked extremely pale, although he was flying in the sky, he seemed to be on the verge of falling, as if he might fall down at any time.

Scanning around, but did not see Wang Mo's familiar figure, Archbishop Eden in red looked at the highest official on the scene with an ugly expression, his voice trembling.

"Master Vulkan, Son of Wang Mo"

Volkan clenched his fists tightly and said nothing, his fists creaking.

Seeing this situation, although everyone didn't get the answer, they already had the answer in their hearts, and their expressions suddenly became extremely ugly, and they all looked up at the two figures in the sky, their eyes seemed to spit fire.

Yet at this time.

In the void not far away, a crack shining with colorful brilliance suddenly appeared out of thin air.

A young figure slowly jumped out of it.

Although the consumption is a bit high, the breath is very vain, and the face is pale, but the overall condition seems to be good.

Who is it if it is not Wang Mo.

As the saying goes, a gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall, and knowing that Tang Hao's ring explosion can be called cheating, how could he take it hard?

So after releasing the king's command and throwing out a few big skills.

Wang Mo used the second skill of the sixth soul ring skill of Zulong Wuhun, Dragon Emperor Different Dimension. The effect of this skill is to open up a different dimension in front of him according to the soul master's idea. Space, the size of the space depends on the spiritual strength of the soul master.

Compared with other soul skills, this skill has no attack power.

But it is a divine skill far surpassing other soul skills.

It was precisely because of the existence of such a soul skill that Wang Mo was unscathed in this terrifying duel of attacks.

Seeing that Wang Mo had disappeared, Lieyang Douluo, who was teetering in the sky above, was a little excited, thinking that the other party must have been blown up by Tang Hao's all-out blow, and there was no scum left.

However, seeing Wang Mo jumping out of the colorful light circle at this time, when he didn't even see any injuries on his whole body, his eyes almost popped out.

This. How is this possible!

Even Tang Hao, who was floating next to him, had the expression of seeing a ghost at this time, with a gloomy expression on his face and gnashed his teeth.

"This fucking is really just a seven-ring soul saint? Not a nine-ring title?"

"The world of geniuses, how do you Muggles understand."

Hearing this, Wang Mo sneered, and hurried towards the people in Wuhun Hall not far away, and retreated behind them.

At this time, the soul power in his body was consumed too much, almost bottoming out.

On the other side, although Tang Hao was seriously injured by the impact of the aftermath of the attack, he should still have a lot of soul power, and after exploding the ring, he could theoretically launch three attacks, but now the opponent only used one blow.

It's too dangerous to be outside.

Looking at Wang Mo who was hiding behind a group of red-clothed archbishops of the Wuhun Hall, Tang Hao gritted his teeth, regrouped the Haotian Hammer and wanted to strike again, but he didn't know if he thought of something, he hesitated for a moment and then swung the hammer I took it back.

Taking a deep look at Wang Mo below, he supported Lieyang Douluo and quickly flew towards the Haotianzong.

In their line of business, they lost their wives and lost their soldiers.

Not only was the old white crane not rescued, but the seventh elder, Lie Yang, also lost an arm, and his combat power would definitely be greatly reduced in the future.

Tang Hao's eyes were gloomy.

Damn it, I blame Wang Mo so much, where did this bastard come from, and why is he so terrifying!
It wasn't until the two of them disappeared that the people in the Wuhun Hall who formed the Harmonious Soul Formation secretly heaved a sigh of relief and ended the formation.

They surrounded Wang Mo one by one, their eyes full of eagerness.

"It's too strong. Is this the strength of the Holy Son? It's really terrifying!"

"It's only the seventh ring, and it can already compete with the old titled strong. If the Holy Son's strength reaches the titled Douluo, who can stop him in the entire continent?"

"It's just a pity that the old guy Lie Yang didn't stay."

"After all, he is a strong man at the title level, and the Holy Son has done his best, so that is enough for us to be proud."

Hearing the voices of regret ringing in his ears, the corners of Wang Mo's mouth curled up slightly. That old man Lie Yang is not dead now, but it doesn't mean he won't die later.

You know, when he cut off the opponent's arm, it was the soul avatar of the tetanus blade.

(End of this chapter)