Douluo's Lotus Fan Douluo

The battle between the titled Douluo was very fierce, especially the battle between Long Xiaoyao, Xuan Lao and Du Bushu, which made people's blood boil with excitement.

Mu Ran scanned the battlefield and saw a few familiar people.

There was Zhang Peng, the Scorpion Tiger Douluo who led the Holy Spirit Sect, whom he had met several times before, and the mysterious national master who followed Long Xiaoyao.

Mu Ran bit her lip and thought deeply. Long Xiaoyao and Mr. Mu are of the same generation. Now that Mr. Mu has passed away, it is not known how many of their generation are still alive. Now Long Xiaoyao is a member of the Holy Spirit Cult and has already stood on the opposite side. If

There was a roar in the air, interrupting Mu Ran's contemplation.

I saw Long Xiaoyao raising his hands in mid-air, and each slapped a palm towards Du Bushui and Xuan Lao.

The low dragon roar swayed in the air like thunder. Two black palm shadows rose in the sky against the storm, and soon turned into giant palms that were hundreds of meters high and towering like mountains.

These were just two simple palms from Long Xiaoyao, but it took a lot of effort for Du Bushui and Mr. Xuan to deal with them.

Poisonous is still only a ninety-eighth level Super Douluo. Ninety-eight and ninety-nine seem to be only one level apart, but in fact they are worlds apart. Although Mr. Xuan is already a level ninety-nine Ultimate Douluo, his time at this level is too short and he cannot be compared with Long Xiaoyao.

The violent roar ended, and both Du Bushu and Xuan Lao took a few steps back. Long Xiaoyao stood firmly in mid-air without moving at all.

One on two, Dragon King Douluo still had the upper hand. This is the truth!

Not far away, in the small courtyard where Wang Dong'er and others were closely monitoring, a vigorous voice sounded, "Li Chong, protect the door, let's go to the palace and have a look."

A total of eight figures soared into the sky, and then they turned into streamers and headed towards the Mingdu Imperial Palace, where the roar resounded through the sky.

The opportunity came, and under the guidance of the spiritual body Huo Yuhao, several people took action.

Here, the spiritual body Huo Yuhao took Wang Donger and others deep underground. In the underground competition field in the western suburbs of Mingdu, a humanoid soul guide gradually took shape under Huo Yuhao's hands.

The roar in the distance was so loud that it could even be heard in the underground competition venue, but the three major underground forces hosting the competition acted as if nothing had happened and only told the spectators that what appeared over there were fireworks.

Huo Yuhao took advantage of the time he was organizing the equipment to take a look at the newly arrived deputy leader of the Holy Spirit Cult. He looked confident and had no intention of helping.

Huo Yuhao did not think that Long Xiaoyao and the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Sect alone could withstand the attacks of Shrek, the Noumenon Sect and the Star Luo Empire. There must be other means. But thinking that Mu Ran had passed, Huo Yuhao was no longer worried.

With Mu Ran here, there has never been any accident.

"Rumble." This was the first time such a violent roar appeared in the sky.

In the air up to two thousand meters away, a battle was still going on.

A huge black dragon occupies half of the space. A pair of wide dragon wings spread out, as if to block out the clouds and the sun.

This black dragon is more than a hundred meters long, and its whole body is covered with thick dragon scales. Its pale golden eyes are filled with the majesty of a king. Every fluctuation of the huge body will cause large areas of space around it to distort. However, these twisted spaces do not spread outward, but resolve the aftermath of the surrounding impact one by one.

Opposite this huge black dragon, a dark green giant stood proudly. This giant was also close to a hundred meters tall. The muscles on his huge body looked like they came from ancient times.

Not far from the dark green giant, a huge divine beast with spiral horns, a head like a dragon, and a body like a thick bull was suspended in the air.

At this moment, the three of them are all in the state of their true martial souls.

When a soul master fights, once he uses his martial soul's true form, he will maximize the power of his martial soul, which also means trying his best.

But in Mu Ran's eyes, this was not the case.

Although the three of them fought fiercely, it was not a life-and-death fight. Especially Long Xiaoyao, who had hidden a lot of strength.

However, the convergence of strength by the three powerful men does not mean that the remaining title fighters will restrain themselves. The battle on the ground has also entered a white-hot state, and the Imperial Palace of the Sun and Moon Empire is still surrounded by shouts of killing.

The attacks from Shrek Academy, Star Luo Empire, and Heavenly Soul Empire have already started.

A commando team composed of seven-ring soul saints and above had already rushed into the Sun-Moon Empire palace a quarter of an hour ago. Like sharp swords, they struck straight towards the royal study room where Prince Xu Tianran was.

In addition to these commandos, the disguised Zhang Lexuan, Ma Xiaotao, Han Ruoruo, and the original sects Long Aotian and Princess Jiujiu also formed a team, advancing with overwhelming force.

The attack on the palace was not so smooth. Although there were few highly lethal soul tools in the palace, there were too many defensive soul tools, which made the operation very difficult.

A silver moon lit up in the sky, and a blood-red soul ring under the silver moon was clearly visible.

Zhang Lexuan took action, Mu Ran's eyes narrowed slightly, it was time for him to take action too.

A handsome and handsome figure appeared in Long Xiaoyao. The center of the battle between Du Bushu and Xuan Lao was none other than Mu Ran. Long Xiaoyao, who happened to be transformed into a black dragon, swung his dragon tail towards him.

"Whoever is there, get out of here!" Du Bushui quickly retracted the soul skill he was about to unleash, furious, and there was no one who was short-sighted standing here to prevent him from taking action.

"Little wood!"

Mu Ran heard what Mr. Xuan and Du Bushu said, but did not respond.

A delicate jade fan appeared in the slender white hand. In the heavy dark night, the green light of the jade fan lit up the world, but what was even more dazzling was the soul ring at Mu Ran's feet.

Black, black, black, black, black, black and red, there were nine soul rings, the last one was still red. Such an outstanding configuration of soul rings almost made Du Buushi blind.

This is not the real soul ring configuration of the Linglong Jade Fan, it is still the result of Mu Ran's hiding. The most amazing thing is of course to stay behind and show up, not to show it now.

"The ninth soul skill, Thousand Faces."

Wind blades, water blades, earth blades, leaf blades, flower blades, all kinds of attacks flew out from the exquisite jade fan, intertwining into colorful lights.

Everything looks so beautiful, yet fascinating and dangerous.

Long Xiaoyao became calm and shouted in an old voice: "The ninth soul skill, darkness is coming."

A dark sky drooped, covering the figure of the dark holy dragon, swallowing Mu Ran's attack.

The dark sky was shaking violently, and the thick black light inside was mixed with colorful colors. Looking at the shaking trend, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Mu Ran's blow was not so easy for Long Xiaoyao to catch.

Mu Ran didn't take action to attack Long Xiaoyao, it was just a cover, he had ulterior motives.

The Thousand Faces Exquisite is a large-scale group attack skill. Some fell into the dark sky, some took care of the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Sect below, and some went straight towards the palace. There, the eighth soul skill of Zhang Lexuan's -year soul ring, Blood Moon Eclipse, was ready to go.

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