Chapter 201 The Horror of the Water and Fire Dragon King's Soul Skills
"In other words, my soul guide shells were shattered by the distorted space?"
Xiao Hongchen looked depressed.
You should know that space is a superior attribute among the elements. Generally, martial spirits that master the element of space are all top-notch martial spirits.
For example, Luo Guixing, who was once a grudge against Tang Wulin in Shrek Academy, was listed on the list of talented teenagers at a young age. His martial soul is element control.
Moreover, the pair of molten wings behind Tang Wulin clearly have other types of abilities.
"Alas, what kind of heaven-defying soul beast provided you with this soul skill!!" Xiao Hongchen said dejectedly.
"whee."
Meng Hongchen came running over, bouncing like a little butterfly.
She glanced at her brother, then put her arm around Tang Wulin and said intimately, "Wulin, aren't you already a Soul Emperor like us? Show us your sixth soul skill. I want to see it."
As Meng Hongchen spoke, she leaned her sweet and delicate body towards Tang Wulin.
Tang Wulin just felt extremely embarrassed.
Take a deep breath.
"The sixth soul skill, this is not easy to demonstrate." Tang Wulin said.
Seeing that Tang Wulin was unwilling to say more, Meng Hongchen was somewhat dissatisfied, but he quickly adjusted his mood.
Changing the subject elsewhere.
After Xiao Hongchen and Ma Rulong witnessed Tang Wulin's true strength, they gave up the idea of sparring with him.
After all, the gap in strength is so huge, what's the point of sparring?
Are you looking for trouble? !
Tang Wulin kept pestering them, but Ma Rulong and Xiao Hongchen still refused.
As the war was approaching, he also needed to find someone to practice with and familiarize himself with his various abilities.
But after witnessing Tang Wulin's terrifying strength, no one in the entire Wild Grass Gang wanted to compete with him.
As a last resort, he could only practice against Niu Banban, Ma Lao and others.
These few days, these two old bones have been exhausted.
It’s good to practice, but how can they have Tang Wulin’s strong recovery ability and blood energy?
The clock ticked and the time for preparation finally passed.
Tonight is the day to take action against the Xishui League!
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The edge of Mingdu.
There is no daylight here, so you can only rely on neon lights and flashing billboards to illuminate the way ahead.
The entrance is a heavy metal door covered with complex pipes and flashing indicator lights.
The walls on both sides of the metal door were covered with graffiti, and a bowl of leftover instant noodles was placed on the ground, still steaming.
Occasionally, smoke would drift out from the cracks in the wall, carrying a pungent chemical smell, and the air was filled with an indescribable sense of tension. Standing at the door were two guards in leather jackets, their eyes flashing red in the dark, holding terrifying close-body soul guides in their hands. The two had the cultivation of soul saints, and just standing there gave people a sense of being as majestic as a mountain.
Outside the door, people from all walks of life were huddled together, talking to each other in private. They looked difficult to deal with.
"roll roll roll!"
at this time.
A man with a big belly came over with a group of younger men in suits behind him.
His face was full of flesh and he exuded a sense of oppression from head to toe.
The bodyguards and the gangsters who looked tough just now suddenly changed their expressions when they saw the people coming. They quickly covered their faces and walked away.
"What damn bad luck! I knew that the killer Niu Banban would find Xishui League sooner or later."
"Still yelling? Have you forgotten how he killed people when he was young? He killed three level eight soul masters with a pencil."
"Let's go quickly!"
All the whispers reached Tang Wulin's ears.
Hearing this, Tang Wulin couldn't help but twitch his lips.
Looking at Niu Banban, who was usually very kind to them in the distance, it turned out that he had such a strange side.
"Wait a moment."
The Soul Saint security guard mustered up his courage and stopped Niu Banban. "Please wait a moment. I need to tell our boss."
"No, I heard you, let him in."
Just as the security guard finished speaking, a sinister voice rang out from the soul-transmitting device at the door.
"Hehe, you old thief Nangong, you still have self-awareness. Let's go!" As he said that, Niu Banban brought Old Ma and the core members of the Wild Grass Gang behind him and rushed in.
This is the underground headquarters of the Xishui League. Generally speaking, their top leaders are all here.
At the same time, it is also the place where Mr. Ma often comes after being hypnotized.
This is the destination of their raid.
Tang Wulin watched Niu Banban and others enter the underground headquarters of Xishui League.
He remembered that all of them were ninth-level soul masters worshipped by the Sun-Moon Empire hiding in the team, and among them there was one whose strength was infinitely close to that of the Limit Douluo.
My originally nervous mood calmed down.
This time, the encirclement and suppression will target at most one Super Douluo-level evil soul master, and the main purpose is to arrest him.
With Kong Deming in charge, there will basically be no problems.
As for the task assigned to him by Tang Yuanhan, it was to pick up bargains.
After all, they have gone on few missions and lack practical experience.
So, his job is to catch some of the small fish and shrimp that the drivers escaped.
"We are in, we can start sneaking in. Remember, don't rush to act, wait for my order, and take them down together!"
Tang Yuanhan's serious voice came from the headset.
Tang Wulin immediately became extremely alert, and unleashed his spiritual power, which was infinitely close to the spiritual realm, to envelope the underground headquarters in front of him.
no doubt.
As one of the most important strongholds arranged by the Holy Spirit Church in Mingdu, the Xishui League headquarters is large in scale and has a very complex structure.
It is like countless poisonous snakes entangled together, like a giant maze, especially suitable for people to escape, and the walls are also integrated with metals that block mental power.
If Tang Wulin hadn't had such strong mental strength, it would have been impossible to invade.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Finally, accompanied by a huge vibration sound coming from underground, a silver moon slowly rose in the black night sky and turned into a huge passport, wrapping up the entire Xishui League headquarters.
The rhythm of space directly sealed off this area!
Tang Yuanhan's deep voice rang out in the headset.
"Go ahead, try to capture him alive."
"The soul guide test area has been taken, and it's over."
"Rare metal warehouse taken, over."
"Casino taken, end."
"..."
It was a plan made by Tang Yuanhan himself, and with the help of several ninth-level soul mentors, the entire Xishui League was declared defeated in just one minute.
But then, screams came from the intercom!
"Damn it...Wulin, hurry up!"
Tang Yuanhan's voice suddenly stopped, as if the powerful mental fluctuations had disrupted the communication signal.
However, Tang Wulin still vaguely heard the last word from the other party's mouth, which seemed to be "go"?
at this time.
There was a violent tremor in front of them, and then a figure rushed out from the darkness. It was an evil soul master, and the evil eyes on his forehead burst out with dazzling light, which directly shot through the silver moon shield.
His body was covered with huge wounds, almost cutting him in half, but he still struggled to escape.
"Tang Yuanhan! Kong Deming! You despicable villains!"
The evil soul master cursed and ran away frantically.
Seeing this scene, Tang Wulin suppressed his doubts in his heart.
The molten wings behind him suddenly spread out! The Blue Silver Emperor was burned to ashes.
It turned into molten ashes behind him.
The wings flapped, and the high temperature instantly distorted the surrounding space.
Tang Wulin stepped into the void.
The figure disappeared in an instant!
next moment.
The evil soul master only felt a heat in front of his face.
Tang Wulin teleported in front of him using the distorted space.
The evil soul master's face suddenly changed and he wanted to escape.
But it's too late.
"Bang!" A punch was thrown, and a strong sound wave exploded in the air.
Before the evil soul master could react, he was hit by Tang Wulin's punch. His body was blown away by the huge force and hit the wall hard, making a loud "bang" sound.
"Ah!" The evil soul master spat out a mouthful of blood.
His face was gloomy.
The evil eyes on his forehead became more and more ferocious, as if blood would ooze out in the next moment.
The evil light in the evil soul master's forehead burst out again, and Tang Wulin felt a severe headache. His eyes went dark and his consciousness was instantly controlled by a powerful mental force.
"The true form of the Heavenly Centipede!"
Nangong Wan tried his best, squeezing out his own soul power, and released his martial soul, the Sky Centipede, in its true form, once again. It transformed into a giant dark green centipede, huge in size, and carrying a suffocating poisonous mist.
Poison needles continuously spurted out from the Sky Centipede, covering the area around Tang Wulin.
"A thousand poisonous needles!"
The sharp poisonous needles were as dense as raindrops.
Tang Wu hurriedly adjusted her mental strength.
Then the molten wings behind him suddenly exploded, and the shadow of the Fire Dragon King appeared behind him, roaring towards the sky.
The light and heat are infinite.
Light up the dark sky!
And those so-called poison needles were easily blocked by Tang Wulin.
Fire itself can restrain things like poison.
"Devil Fang Poison Breath!"
Nangong Wan watched as his eighth soul skill was blocked by a tortured kid.
Reluctantly releasing its ninth soul skill, the Sky Centipede turned black and green in color, its body stood tall, and it spewed out a deep and smelly poisonous mist.
At the same time, the evil eye on the forehead exploded completely, emitting the final life-threatening ray!
The poisonous fog was extremely toxic, and even the space seemed unable to bear it. It made a "crackling" sound and corroded black cracks.
This soul skill happens to have spatial attributes.
There was also the Evil Eye's mental attack, which Tang Wulin's Molten Wings were unable to block immediately.
The dark green venom filled Tang Wulin's body.
He gritted his teeth and tried his best to circulate the soul power in his body to try to expel the poison, but the poison of Nangong Wan was too strong and his body gradually became stiff.
"Oh!"
Nangong Wan suddenly rushed forward and swung the huge body of the Sky Centipede again, slamming Tang Wulin heavily to the ground.
The ground cracked again, dust flew everywhere, more blood spurted out of Tang Wulin's mouth, and his body was almost unable to move.
"Pathetic bastard, anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Nangong Wan grinned fiercely, and straightened his body high, ready to give Tang Wulin the final blow.
Nangong Wan really didn't expect this.
He originally thought that this time, Mr. Ma had tricked Niu Banban into coming here and implanted the evil eye offspring into his brain.
He had everything ready.
Who knew that these bastards were here to catch them all in one fell swoop!
He never dreamed of it.
Tang Yuanhan did not die. He discovered his teammates' judgment in advance and staged such a big show.
Six ninth-level senior soul masters, and Kong Deming, who is already infinitely close to the Ultimate Douluo!
Even though he accepted the blessing, he still couldn't win.
If it weren't for the fact that part of the Evil Eye Tyrant's body was buried here to breed the offspring of the Evil Eye clan.
He detonated that thing, causing extremely strong mental pollution, otherwise he would have been killed as well.
“Damn it, damn it, damn it!!”
"Xu Tianran is about to ascend the throne, but he can't even manage his own subordinates. He is such a loser. I must report him to the leader and have him replaced!!"
Nangong Wan thought so.
"Hehehe! Just wait and see how I poison you to death, little bastard."
Nangong Wan became angrier the more he thought about it. The huge black-green centipede body trembled. It looked at Tang Wulin who was covered in poisonous fog, with a fierce aura flowing in its eyes.
Just as he was about to launch the final attack, a violent wave of soul power erupted from behind him!
"Ok?"
Nangong Wan suddenly turned around, and a soft blue light suddenly appeared in the poisonous fog. It was no longer the Fire Dragon King, but the Water Dragon King!
The Blue Silver Emperor spread upward from under Tang Wulin's feet and covered his body. The vines meandered like a blue river.
Tang Wulin slowly stretched out his arm.
"How can it be?!"
Nangong Wan felt something was wrong and used the Thousand Needles Soul Skill again. Sharp poisonous needles shot out like raindrops.
"Shhhhhh!"
However, this time the poison needles stopped in mid-air, as if time had stood still, and the cold air froze them.
Each poison needle quickly condensed in the cold air, and ice crystals spread from the tip of the needle, gradually covering the entire needle body, and finally turned into a string of ice needles flashing blue light, suspended in the air.
"What did you do!"
Nangong Wan looked at the scene in horror.
The Blue Silver Emperor vines flowed like a big river, and the blue light on the vines kept flickering, like the ripples in the river.
Vines spread up from under Tang Wulin's feet and covered his body.
There seemed to be blue water-patterned dragon scales floating on the thick Blue Silver Emperor vines.
Tang Wulin whispered, "A dead tree is reborn."
Suddenly, a strong fluctuation of soul power emanated from him, and the blue light on the Blue Silver Emperor vines became more and more dazzling.
The entire space seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and the time around it began to reverse.
The poisonous fog in the air began to slowly dissipate, and the ice crystals were gradually melting.
The spiritual beams shot out from Nangong Wan's evil eyes seemed to be retreating, as if time was flowing backwards, and all the attacks were gradually withdrawn.
The light on the Blue Silver Emperor vines became stronger and stronger, and the entire space seemed to fall into a strange tranquility.
The process of time reversal was like a dreamlike feast of light and shadow. The blue light emitted by the Blue Silver Emperor vines was like strips of light, weaving beautiful patterns in the air. The poison needles gradually disappeared in mid-air, as if they had never appeared. The poisonous fog also gradually faded under the power of this reversal, and the air became fresh and transparent.
Nangong Wan watched helplessly as his attacks were dissolved bit by bit. His face became paler and paler, and the evil eye on his forehead gradually lost its luster.
Tang Wulin's body gradually recovered, his wounds healed, and his blood became abundant.
The molten wings spread out again, and the light of flames burned behind him, as if a phoenix was reborn from the ashes.
Time has gone backwards.
(End of this chapter)