Douluo: The soul skills are too abstract, Tang San burst into tears!.

Looking at those defensive soul masters opening their defense shields.

He endured the attacks from the Min clan members.

The Min clan's range of activities is constantly being compressed forward.

The White Crane chieftain became more and more anxious.

Those monsters are like invulnerable monsters.

Even though the Min clan launched an all-round attack on them.

It seemed that there was no way to stop them from moving forward.

There are even some strange soul skills that can slow down time.

This completely eliminated the only speed advantage of the Min clan...

It seems so weak and powerless.

Seeing that the tribesmen were at a disadvantage.

One by one, the tribesmen's warriors kept falling.

He knew it.

If this continues, the Min clan's defense line will be breached sooner or later.

The White Crane chief's eyes were as sharp as torches.

The key to this battle lies in the confrontation between the core strength of the Sky Min Clan and the leaders of the Spirit Hall branch hall.

Chief Baihe took a deep breath, trying to ease his inner turmoil.

The soul power in the body surges, preparing for the upcoming decisive battle.

Just at this time,

Elder Mo stood next to Chief Baihe.

With red eyes, he watched his fellow tribesmen fall one by one in the battle.

His hands couldn't stop shaking and were clenched into fists.

His nails dug deep into his palms, but he seemed to feel no pain.

His eyes were fixed on the injured and fallen tribesmen.

"Hold on, kids! You have to hold on!"

Elder Mo shouted silently in his heart.

Every word seemed to carry endless sorrow.

When another young member of the tribe fell in a pool of blood.

Elder Mo couldn't bear it any longer.

A moment.

The soul ring suddenly rose.

The fighting spirit was released and rushed towards the master of the Spirit Hall branch.

The pent-up anger in Elder Mo's heart finally erupted.

"Don't!"

The White Crane chief exclaimed and was about to stop it.

But it was too late.

Where Elder Mo originally stood, only a residual shadow remained.

boom--

A loud bang in the sky.

The sound seemed to break through the sky and tear the entire continent apart.

The sounds of fighting that had been going on for a long time on the ground were suppressed by this loud noise.

The aftermath of a fight
Circle after circle like a storm.

It shot out from the air in all directions.

The clouds were shaken and scattered.

The trees in the forest were also cut in half by the fighting spirit.

The soul beasts in the forest were shocked to the point of bleeding from all seven orifices.

Died suddenly on the spot.

The two soul masters on the ground.

They were all overwhelmed by the fighting spirit and stopped fighting.

Time seemed to have completely stopped at this moment.

As the fighting spirit gradually dissipated.

I only saw the master of the branch hall around.

It's no different from before.

He still had his arms folded.

Eyes still slightly closed.

As if everything happened just now.

None of it has anything to do with him.

only.

Not far away.

The old man in black robe who was originally beside the master of the branch hall.

But appeared in another sky.

That was right in the middle of the confrontation line.

One hand seems to be holding something...

When the White Crane clan leader took a closer look, he was stunned.

There was worry in his eyes.

It instantly turned into fear, fear—

I saw an old man in black robe grabbing a man's neck with one hand.

His limbs swayed in the wind like noodles.

This person is none other than——

It was Elder Mo who had just rushed out!
Chief Baihe felt it clearly.

The breath of Elder Mo.

Just in an instant.

Disintegrated into nothing!

There wasn't even any trace of a fight or Elder Mo's struggle.

The old man in black robe slowly opened his five fingers.

Elder Mo fell from the air to the ground like mud.

His eyes were still open, but there was no life in them anymore.

Like two glass beads that have lost their luster, they stare straight at the sky, as if expressing their inner resentment!
The White Crane chieftain's eyes widened, filled with disbelief and shock.

He stared at Elder Mo's body.

Like a kite with a broken string, it slowly fell down. That scene was like a sharp sword, piercing his heart fiercely.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he was about to call out Elder Mo's name.

But I found that my throat seemed to be blocked by something, and I couldn't make any sound...

His breathing also began to become disordered, and every breath was filled with deep fear.

He tried to calm himself down, telling himself that he had to face it and continue fighting for his people.

but.

He didn't dare to fight anymore!
Because he no longer sees any hope!

Elder Mo is such a powerful figure in the clan. He has always been a solid support and symbol of strength for the clan members.

As a Soul Douluo, Elder Mo possesses extremely rich combat experience and has been able to stand firm despite going through countless storms.

Even though his strength has weakened with age.

But he is still the backbone of the clan...

But now.

He couldn't believe that he was defeated by the enemy in an instant.

And the master of the branch hall hasn't even taken action yet.

Just how powerful is the enemy?
Do I and my people really have a chance of winning?
Is there any point in continuing to fight...

The White Crane Chief kept asking himself questions, and he seemed to be swallowed by great fear.

He even wanted to devour the entire Min clan.

"Is the Min clan really going to be destroyed like this?"

This terrible thought flashed through his mind.

His body trembled involuntarily.

Chief Baihe looked at his tribesmen who were still fighting tenaciously underground, and a deep sense of guilt and self-blame welled up in his heart.

He felt that he was the patriarch.

But it was unable to protect everyone and was unable to resist this sudden catastrophic disaster.

He felt it for the first time in his life.

Unprecedented despair...

It's really desperate!

The enemy's power is so strong that it is suffocating.

It seems that the entire clan is seen by the opponent as
Defeating us is as easy as pushing over a plate of sand!
at the same time.

The tribesmen are fighting.

They saw Elder Mo, whom they usually respected, falling from the sky.

Lost the breath of life.

All members of the Min clan were heartbroken.

Everyone is equally unacceptable.

For every warrior.

Elder Mo is not only a powerful being, but also a spiritual pillar and role model in their hearts.

at this point.

The members of the Min clan also had flames of anger burning in their eyes.

They all burst out with astonishing power.

They no longer fear death and no longer hesitate or retreat.

They united as one and fought to the last bullet for their clan!
"For Elder Mo! For the Min clan!"

A young soldier roared at the top of his lungs, the sound covering all the noise on the battlefield. It sounded like a charge horn, inspiring every member of the Min clan.

The tribesmen heard it.

They followed suit, adjusted their breathing, and transformed their sadness and anger into powerful fighting power.

The Min clan was originally retreating step by step.

The situation of counter-pressure begins to emerge! (End of this chapter)