The Legend of the Dragon King: Draw Tang Wulin's blood at the beginning

After Tang Wulin was knocked away again, he didn't dare to take any chances with the dark dragon.

We can only settle for the next best thing and go hunting in the wild.

He could say just now that he wasted a lot of time.

In the time he wasted, the other team members started fighting with the God of War.

There are injuries on each side, but the balance of victory has not shifted to either side for the time being.

Tang Wulin was knocked away by the dark dragon. Lan Muzi glanced in that direction on the middle road and continued to move forward.

He arrived near the river. In the God of War Arena, there was only a bridge in the middle, connecting both sides.

When I came here, I looked into the distance and could see the headquarters of the Temple of War.

The base camp is at the straight end of the middle road.

At this time, the control soul master of the Temple of War, Demonic Piano Douluo Mo Zihong, appeared in his sight.

His face is simple and immersed, with a bit of elegance, and his long hair is parted in the middle and hangs down on both sides of his face.

The whole person exudes a faint sense of rhythm.

After arriving on the other side of the bridge, a harp appeared in his hand.

The whole body is purple, crystal-shaped Guqin, with a horizontal stem above the knees.

Magic Qin Douluo Mo Zihong sat cross-legged and started playing.

Suddenly, the melodious sound of the piano sounded, naturally carrying a strange appeal.

It actually had an impact on Lan Muzi from the very beginning.

Suddenly, a clear feeling of fatigue began to appear in his heart.

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

At this time, Lan Muzi really felt his own fatigue, which was a kind of fatigue that originated from deep inside.

Immediately, various negative emotions began to appear.

Why do I have to practice so hard?
Why isn’t I the new head of the Poseidon Pavilion? I am the person most qualified to inherit the position of Pavilion Master of Poseidon Pavilion!
Why could Tang Wulin, that childish ghost and crybaby, become the master of the Poseidon Pavilion?
All kinds of chaotic and complicated thoughts appeared in Lan Muzi's mind.

He could even feel that his eyes were becoming a little dull.

Demonic Piano Douluo Mo Zihong saw that Lan Muzi was affected by him, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly.

What he is good at is releasing various curses through the magic harp.

This wave of operations just now was just a tentative attack. I wanted to see how strong Lan Muzi was.

His magic piano control is very powerful, but he is known as the first control-type war spirit master in the Temple of War.

Sure enough, as soon as he played the piano, Lan Muzi froze in place, motionless.

He didn't release his martial soul and soul power, and he didn't take any protective measures. It was obvious that he had fallen into the music environment he created.

At this moment, Lan Muzi shook his head suddenly and woke up in time.

He slowly released his martial spirit, Yang Mu Dao.

It was a long knife, three feet long.

There is nothing special about it, it looks like it is made of ordinary wood.

Black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black.

Nine black ten-thousand-year-old soul rings rose from his feet, rhythmically moving up and down on his body.

A golden-red light erupted from his body.

The third soul ring flashed with light, and the third soul skill was unleashed as the sun set.

The wooden knife in his hand was suddenly raised high, and the golden-red light instantly turned into dark red, and a huge ball of sunlight appeared.

With a sense of loneliness and reluctance, the emotion was completely integrated into the dark red light.

With a sudden slash of his sword, he slashed towards Mo Zihong, the Demonic Piano Douluo on the opposite side.

The sun fell and enveloped Mo Zihong, Xianggang Mo Qin Douluo.

Yang Mu Dao, the third soul skill, the sun sets!
Sonorous...

Demonic Qin Douluo Mo Zihong's expression changed greatly, and he suddenly played the Magic Qin. A high-pitched note, almost material, rushed towards the shrouded sunlight.

With a pop, the high-pitched notes collided with the sunlight.

A sonorous sound was made.

The two dissipated in the void.

On the left, Le Zhengyu and Xu Xiaoyan had also arrived at the river.

The task Tang Wulin gave them was a tentative attack, which was also the only attack point among the three routes.

When they arrived at the river, the people from the Temple of War had already arrived, it was Kanglong Douluo Nangong Yi.

In this God of War Arena, all soul communicators are blocked. Even if there is a situation, it is impossible for teammates to notify each other through the soul communicator.

If you want to contact each other, you can only use the most conventional methods, or have special contact, similar to spiritual detection soul skills.

Although all the people participating in the battle today are at the Title Douluo level, they are not that good at this aspect.

Therefore, no matter whether it is people from Shrek Academy or the Temple of War, they can no longer notify their friends of the situation they encounter immediately.

Therefore, Xu Xiaoyan and Le Zhengyu didn't know whether the person on the other side of the river was one person or two people.

At this moment, both sides were watching from across the river and did not take action immediately.

Kang Long Douluo Nangong Yi narrowed his eyes and became solemn after seeing the two of them.

These two people are both members of the Shrek Seven Devils.

Le Zhengyu has made a move before and it was very strong.

Although Xu Xiaoyan has never made a move, it is definitely not easy to become one of the Shrek Seven Monsters.

The Shrek Seven Monsters and even the food-type soul master Xu Lizhi are so strong, let alone these fighting soul masters.

Therefore, after seeing the other party, he immediately wanted to quit.

Then he quickly hid in the forest, waiting for the opportunity.

"Shall we go there?"

Xu Xiaoyan glanced at Le Zhengyu and asked.

Although Le Zhengyu has been pursuing her relentlessly for so many years, she usually doesn't want to see Le Zhengyu.

But now, everyone is a team and comrades-in-arms, Xu Xiaoyan still needs to seek Le Zhengyu’s opinion.

"Maybe there is a trap over there. Don't rush over there yet. Let's clean up the aquatic soul beasts in the river and then observe the movement."

With that said, Le Zhengyu had already risen into the sky and released the Holy Angel Martial Spirit.

The whole body exudes the aura of light.

The first soul ring flickered, and the first soul skill, the holy light, shone brightly and was released.

The sacred light suddenly shined towards the sky below.

At this time, the aquatic soul beast below had obviously felt his presence.

A big fish suddenly showed its head, opened its mouth, and a water arrow came straight towards Le Zhengyu.

The speed of the water arrow is very fast, and it roars loudly through the air. It also has a pungent smell, which is obviously toxic.

Seeing this situation, Le Zhengyu's feet suddenly shook, and a sacred light shone towards the sky below.

With a puff, the oncoming water wave was defeated.

At the same time, the entire river below collapsed.

The head of the fish soul beast that rushed out was directly torn into pieces by the sacred light.

Bits and pieces of light spread and rushed towards his and Xu Xiaoyan's bodies.

Although Nangong Yi had already retreated into the woods on the opposite side, he did not go far and was secretly observing his opponent on the opposite side.

Plan to wait for the opportunity.

He is responsible for guarding this line of defense, so his opponents cannot easily break through it. (End of chapter)