Gourd of Douluo

Jin Mang finally persisted. When the flames that lasted for nearly a few minutes dissipated, Zhao Wuji couldn't bear the sudden flush on his face, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

His soul power was less than 30%, and he still had injuries of various sizes. This was Zhao Wuji's current situation. Not to mention that there were still five ten thousand year soul beasts snooping around, he was already thinking about whether Flanders would really burn paper money for him.

"Can't you hold on anymore...?" Zhao Wuji looked at the surrounding spirit beasts that were surrounding them but refused to take a step forward. He sighed softly, shook his head with a wry smile, and a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

When he still had the last bit of soul power, he wanted to grab a few soul beasts on his back, but he didn't expect that each of these soul beasts had become spirits, and they all understood the principle of trapped beasts still fighting, so his expectations were dashed.

"Hey, since you all want to pick peaches, I will let you lose both your people and money. This is my last blow."

"The sixth soul skill, the powerful Vajra Roar!"

Along with the light of the black soul ring, a violent roar suddenly sounded.

The already tattered and shapeless ground rolled up again, and waves of earth surged out in ripples. With Zhao Wuji at the center, all creatures in the surrounding area suffered a devastating blow.

The soul beasts within a hundred meters only felt a sudden pain in their bodies, and the weak internal organs in their bodies began to show varying degrees of injuries. The two worst ten thousand year soul beasts actually bled to death amidst Zhao Wuji's roar. .

Zhao Wuji's powerful Vajra roar lasted for half a minute. During this half minute, countless thousand-year soul beasts were killed by the shock, and the remaining three ten-thousand-year soul beasts were also seriously injured to varying degrees.

One of the wings on the back of the Shadow Leopard was directly exploded, and the remaining half of the wing was bleeding. The mocking look in the huge triangular pupils was gone, replaced by a wave of complete horror, miserable and His embarrassed appearance no longer showed any trace of the pride and arrogance he had when he left scars on Zhao Wuji's body.

There are only a few good spots on the body of the Red Flame Mad Lion. Under the broken scales, there are several horrific scars visible to the naked eye, covering almost the entire back of his body. At a glance, it seems that the white bones can still be faintly seen. .

The largest rock elephant suffered the most severe impact among the five due to its size and distance.

In the sound of destruction that swept out, nearly half of the hard scales on the giant rock elephant's body were completely broken. On the dark body, dark red blood continued to seep out, and then it was like a waterfall. It keeps dripping down.

Zhao Wuji coughed out a stream of blood again. The huge bear body could no longer support it and slowly transformed into a human form.

The black seventh soul ring on his body no longer shines and becomes dim.

Lying on the ground unable to move, Zhao Wuji could only watch the three soul beasts limping but not concealing their murderous intent, using his last bit of strength to sink into his dantian.

"Wang Xiaofeng, Tang San, if you don't come here again, your dearest, most invincible, and bravest Teacher Zhao will really die."

Wang Xiaofeng, who was hiding in the corner, staggered and was almost frightened away by Zao Wuji's sudden change in painting style.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing flapped their six wings and landed in front of Zhao Wuji, "Teacher Zhao, we thought you didn't need us anymore."

Zhao Wuji covered his chest, ate the sausage Wang Xiaofeng handed him, and said angrily: "You little bastards are just watching my jokes, right?"

Wang Xiaofeng smiled and said, "I'm just enjoying watching you perform, so I can't bear to disturb you."

"You have the nerve to say that, if you had appeared earlier to increase my power, I would have roared them all to death."

Just when Wang Xiaofeng and the others were about to start fighting, the three spirit beasts suddenly turned around and ran away.

The three of them looked at the three ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts that disappeared from their eyes in a moment in surprise, "Are these soul beasts so realistic?"

Zhao Wuji twisted his shoulders, "Hmph, the intelligence of ten thousand year soul beasts is not weaker than that of humans. They are all seriously injured now, so it is normal for them to behave like this."

"It would be the craziest thing if you encounter those ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts whose lifespan has reached the end in the future."

"It seems that Teacher Zhao is still a person with stories." Wang Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Mubai, Zhuqing, you will escort Teacher Zhao back to the Poison Formation to rest first. I will go to support Teacher Erlong and the dean first."

Zhao Wuji snorted proudly, but he didn't object. After using the Wuhun Avatar, his body was too weak now, and any thousand-year-old soul beast could easily kill him.

"Xiao Feng, please be safe."

"rest assured."

Wang Xiaofeng ate the phantom sausage given by Oscar, and his figure blurred and disappeared into the air.

On the other side, the battle between Liu Erlong and the Thunderous Electric Dragon has entered a fierce stage.

There is an obvious crack on the single horn of the Thunder Electric Dragon, and there is a fist mark on it. It seems that it was cracked by someone.

The dragon scales on his body were pitted, and wisps of bright red blood seeped out from the gaps in the scales, slowly dripping to the ground. After absorbing the blood, the grass on the ground began to grow rapidly.

Liu Erlong also felt uncomfortable. The dragon flames on her body were no longer as intense as before. She was scorched black and looked like she had been struck by lightning.

"Roar!"

The thundering electric dragon raised its huge head, its huge diamond-shaped eyes filled with bloodthirsty ferocity, staring at Liu Erlong who was constantly dodging in mid-air.

The huge tail swung violently with thunder and lightning, and hit Liu Erlong fiercely.

The dragon wings behind his back fluttered slightly, and Liu Erlong suddenly rushed out, easily dodging the attack of the thundering electric dragon.

"Boom!" The huge tail hit the ground with thunder and lightning. Suddenly, with a violent muffled sound, huge cracks spread from the rock wall like spider webs, extending for a full length. After walking for more than ten meters, he gradually stopped.

"The sixth soul skill, explosive fire dragon disease."

"The powerful red gourd."

With his body suspended in mid-air, Liu Erlong clenched his fist seal, and a dragon's flame condensed on his right fist, and then like a fireball, mixed with the fierce sound of breaking wind, it pierced the space.

A ray of colored light merged into Liu Erlong's body in time, and the attack power of the already powerful Dragon Fist increased a bit.

Without giving the thundering electric dragon any chance to react, the Dragon Flame Fist hit its head hard. Immediately, the hard purple dragon scales burst open, and blood continued to gush out from the gaps. , so miserable.

"Fortunately, I finally caught up." Wang Xiaofeng wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and his figure began to appear due to the use of soul skills.

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