Douluo: My martial spirit can summon the heavens

"not good!"

When the powder formed by the rock bombs was shrouded in front of Zhao Wuji like a curtain, he suddenly realized the problem in his heart, his face suddenly changed, and he subconsciously punched forward with his fist.

"Are you aware of the problem? But it's too late!"

"The third soul skill! Lava Explosion Fist!"

A burst of dazzling purple light illuminated the night sky, and then from behind the curtain, a flaming fist with blazing heat suddenly appeared.

"boom!"

Zhao Wuji's hasty punch was no match for the opponent's third soul skill. The high temperature immediately extended from his fist to his entire arm and finally spread throughout his body. The brown hair on his right arm began to burn.

"Boom!"

Zhao Wuji took three steps back, his throat feeling sweet, but he finally swallowed the blood that surged up, and the flames on his arms were extinguished by his soul power.

"Shh!"

The huge stone statue appeared again. Although the stone statue spirit is not good at speed, in this short-distance confrontation, there is no need for speed, because there is no room to dodge, and head-on confrontation is the way to go.

Looking at Gao Wanteng who was charging towards him, the third purple soul ring on Zhao Wuji's body also flashed for an instant. Gao Wanteng, who was speeding towards him, suddenly felt his body sink and he almost stumbled.

This is exactly the effect of Zhao Wuji's third soul skill, gravity enhancement.

But after all, Gao Wanteng was at the peak of level 80 Soul Saint. He was just distracted by the sudden gravity. After he got used to it, he immediately adjusted his condition and swept his whip leg towards Zhao Wuji.

"The second soul skill! Rock battle axe!"

A large number of rocks suddenly sprouted from the leg that Gao Wanteng swept out. He stretched Gao Wanteng's right leg to a length of three meters and thrust it towards Zhao Wuji's neck.

"Second soul skill! Vigorous Vajra Palm!"

And Zhao Wuji was not a vegetarian. As the second yellow soul ring flashed, the bear paw on his right hand immediately doubled in size. At the same time, it flashed with dazzling golden light, and he suddenly slapped Gao Wanteng's right leg.

"boom!"

The rock extending from Gao Wanteng's right leg collapsed, and Zhao Wuji took three steps back, his breathing becoming much heavier.

After several battles, the two sides basically discovered the strength of their opponents, and it can be said that they are evenly matched.

If the fight continues and becomes a protracted battle, the final result should be Gao Wanteng's small victory, because his Wuhun Rock Statue will not cause harm to his body even if the external rock armor is shattered.

But Zhao Wuji is different. After his martial soul possesses the bear body, the damage received is greater than that of the main body. In this way, the consumption and subsequent state of both parties are different, because the pain caused by the injury will affect the movement.

In addition, after all, Gao Wanteng is at level 80, and his soul power is higher than that of Zhao Wuji, who is at level 76. Given the ebb and flow of one thing and another, it is only a matter of time before Gao Wanteng wins.

But the small victory was not what Gao Wanteng hoped for. He would go to the Star Dou Forest later to look for the so-called hundred thousand year soul beast that transformed into a human being. If he consumed too much now, there would be risks later.

It's just that Gao Wanteng never imagined that the hundred thousand year old soul beast he had been thinking about was actually looking at him at the door. If he had reached the Contra realm now, he would be able to see through Xiao Wu's true form, but it's a pity that he missed it by one step. With.

After a short period of deliberation, Gao Wanteng also decided not to have a fair confrontation with Zhao Wuji. After all, it was the other party who bullied the weak first and seriously injured Ye Zhiqiu. He was now using more to fight less, which could be regarded as reciprocation.

"Shi Nian, Yan Ding, come together and take him down!"

"it is good!"

Shi Nian and Yan Ding erupted their martial souls at the same time. Shi Nian's residual martial soul dream was also extremely special, tangible and intangible. Everyone could only see a faint mist floating in the air, and then the mist dissipated wherever it went. no one knows.

Yan Ding's martial spirit is a bit more normal, a golden-horned bull.

Two yellow, two purple and three black soul rings appeared on Yan Ding and Shi Nian at the same time. The seven soul rings revealed their soul saint realms.

After Yan Ding was possessed by Wuhun, he and Gao Wanteng worked together to rush towards Zhao Wuji, while Shi Nian was wandering around behind, not watching what he did specifically, but the soul rings under his feet lit up one after another.

"hateful!"

"Seventh soul skill! Martial soul avatar!"

Soul Saint is a watershed for soul masters. The reason is that the seventh soul skill is the martial soul avatar. This soul skill can improve combat power in a way that the previous six soul skills cannot achieve.

The effect of Zhao Wuji's martial soul avatar is that it can be used without restriction within thirty minutes after being turned on. All soul skills below the seventh level, except for the martial soul avatar, are 150% of their original power.

In addition, it also has a terrifying attribute that increases defense by 200%.

Of course, such a powerful soul skill must have side effects. Every time the martial soul avatar is used, the soul master's own attributes will be weakened by 50%, and it will take seven days to recover.

Zhao Wuji used this move at this time, which showed that he was at the end of his rope.

Under the true body of Wuhun, Zhao Wuji's combat power soared, resisting the attacks of Gao Wanteng and Yan Ding.

The two of them would have to hunt for the hundred-thousand-year-old soul ring in the future. Naturally, they would not be able to use such desperate skills as the Spirit Avatar, so the two-on-one situation was still at a stalemate for a while.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Whether it is a powerful diamond bear, a rock statue or a golden-horned bull, they are all offensive martial spirits. When they fight, the battle is extremely fierce. Violent sounds are endless and the whole land is shaking.

Although several people had consciously moved the battlefield away, the hotel was still greatly affected. Windows were broken, cracks appeared in the walls, and white ash continued to fall from the ceiling. It was unknown when the entire hotel might collapse.

The hotel owner hugged the pillar, tears streaming down his face, and in his heart he greeted all eight generations of Zhao Wuji and others' ancestors.

However, such a violent battle did not last for more than five minutes. Suddenly, Shi Nian's body burst into light, and then Zhao Wuji's eyes suddenly became dull.

Upon seeing this, Yan Ding and Gao Wanteng both smiled and retreated to both sides, while Zhao Wuji stood alone and attacked the air randomly as if he had lost his mind.

Obviously, the effect of the remnant dream of martial arts from that time has been activated, and now Zhao Wuji should be fighting wits and courage with Gao Wanteng in the illusion.

Gao Wanteng adjusted his breathing for a while, and then the sixth black soul ring on his body flashed with black light.

"The sixth soul skill, Meteor Hammer!"

Gao Wanteng jumped into the air for life. Countless stones suddenly appeared on his right fist and condensed tightly. In the blink of an eye, the fist that was originally the size of a casserole turned into the size of a water tank. Gao Wanteng waved his fist and hit the back of Zhao Wuji's head hard. .

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Zhao Wuji's burly and huge body flew directly dozens of meters away and fell heavily to the ground. At the same time, the state of possession by the martial spirit was gradually lifted, and the illusion created for him in those years was also destroyed by this The hammer breaks it up completely.

"Wow!"

When Zhao Wuji woke up, he suddenly felt a splitting headache, and couldn't help but spurt out a large mouthful of blood. His eyes were a little dazed, and his breath seemed extremely tired.

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