The Dragon Evil is now only 30,000 years of cultivation, and Title Douluo, who has the true body of a martial soul and is still so strong, it is impossible to defeat it in one move. ”

Wang Feng frowned and said, "It is possible to win if the dragon evil is dragged down, but one move is not to use external forces..."

Wang Feng seemed to think of something, and suddenly looked up at the sky.

I don't know when, today's sky is already a little cloudy.

It's just that there was no thunder and no heavy rain.

Like, it's a little bit closer.

"This guy...... Pretty smart. ”

Wang Feng seemed to understand something, and couldn't help laughing.

Want to defeat an impossible enemy in one move, without any hole cards.

Then the only way to do this is to rely on external forces.

The dragon demon flew into the air.

At this moment, under the condition that the true body of Da Minglun's martial soul has been revealed, the huge coercion of the realm is condensed like a substance, covering the surrounding range.

It is also fortunate that most of the soul masters have already finished the competition, otherwise Da Minglun would have to control the realm and not interfere with the competition in other regions.

Now you can control it without much distraction.

The eighth soul skill is cast, and the ink pen is like an iron painting silver hook in the void, and the pen walks the dragon and snake.

The realm is the world, created with the true body of the martial soul, and constructed with the soul power, which shocks the sky and outlines the storm.

The soul skill is extremely powerful.

In an instant, the entire Hongyu Fighting Soul Platform was in a constant storm.

This kind of violent storm is comparable to the more than twenty typhoons in Wang Feng's previous life, of course, Wang Feng had never seen a typhoon above the eighteenth level in his previous life, and he didn't know what kind of yang it was, but now the intuitive feeling of this soul technique is much stronger than the eighteenth level typhoon.

This kind of natural disaster is really terrible.

It is also fortunate that this fighting soul platform is one, otherwise it will definitely be blown away.

A move with a large range of control and damage, and it can even be said to be a half-forbidden type of soul skill.

Only the form of the true body of the martial soul can fully release this power.

If it is an ordinary flying soul beast, even if it is sixty or seventy thousand years, it is difficult to fly in this environment with all the strength of luck and soul power.

Da Minglun's move is obviously to limit the dragon evil to the greatest extent.

Flying soul beasts, the most troublesome thing is that they have a strong dodge ability in mid-air, if it is not a flying soul beast, it will be a loss to this kind of soul beast, and the soul skills may not be able to hit.

On the other hand, Da Minglun clearly saw that the dragon evil had the power to control the thunder.

The wings are purple and thundered, but the body is indeed yellowish.

All overcame by wind and rain.

Once the dragon demon uses thunder in this environment, it will inevitably cause damage to itself.

But obviously, the dragon evil has been by Wang Feng's side for so long, and he has already learned the routine of playing cards that does not follow common sense, and he has a plan in his heart.

Every drop fell like a sharp blade and struck him.

The wind and rain are howling, and his strength is indeed greatly discounted.

The speed of the flight was reduced by at least six or seven percent in mid-air. The huge body loses the advantage of speed and agility in mid-air, and it looks particularly bloated.

"Ninth Soul Skill: Spear Crying Ghost God!"

In mid-air, Da Minglun was graceful and moaned softly.

The temperament of the scholar-type Title Douluo can be seen at a glance.

This move is a killing move, combined with the eighth soul skill, and it is a killing move among the killing moves.

I saw that the ink pen that was nearly sixty meters long, in Da Minglun's hand, became smaller in an instant, as if it wanted to compress all the soul power contained in the true body of the martial soul to the extreme.

Immediately afterwards, a shot shot was stabbed towards the dragon demon, and it suddenly magnified.

The compressed soul power exploded in an instant, and the terrifying power was enough to pierce the sky!

This terrifying momentum erupted under this ancient pen that seemed to have a sense of science and technology.

The momentum was terrifying.

Seeing the countless soul masters on the scene, they were fascinated, and they were shocked by the power of Title Douluo.

"Haha, your dragon master is waiting for you to take a pen to stab me!"

However, in mid-air, the dragon evil is not afraid of anti-joy!

"Heaven and earth thunder, listen to my orders!"

The dragon's wings suddenly turned into the sky, and he flew up towards the sky with all his might, looking like he was escaping.

In fact, the wings have been thundered.

"Thunder!"

The dragon demon let out an ancient roar, and in an instant, the already shining wings blasted out two thunderbolts as thick as buckets, blasting into the already cloudy sky.

For example, a drop of water was dripped into the boiling oil, and the thunder, which was originally cloudy, began to thunder after the dragon evil blasted out a thunderbolt.

The heavenly thunder, which had been brewing for a long time, suddenly rumbled down.

Purple-red thunder, in the form of a tree, slashed straight down from the sky towards the cloud dome.

And the position of the split, it is not the dragon evil, but the ink pen!

The ink pen of more than 60 meters has its own power of lightning, especially the tip of the pen, which is like a lightning rod...

The thunder was rolling that day, it was the natural power of heaven and earth, and it was not controlled by the dragon evil at all, but at this time, it seemed as if the dragon evil controlled the power of heaven and earth...

This comparison can be said to be very good.

Bang!

The thunder thundered on the ink pen, and Da Minglun's face turned pale.

No matter how strong the Title Douluo is, it is almost difficult to resist the real power of heaven and earth.

That day in the Nulong River, the tsunami of hundreds of meters caused by the soul demon in the sea wanted to flood the surrounding cities, and Feng Qin and Feng Huan, two ninety-eighth-level Titled Douluo, joined forces to barely stop it. It can be seen how exaggerated the power of nature produced by heaven and earth is.

Da Minglun is only level ninety-one, and no matter how strong his strength is, it is impossible to compare with the heavenly thunder that fell from heaven and earth.

The moment the thunder landed on the true body of the martial soul on this day, the power of his ninth soul technique was directly slashed into smoke.

Although the true body of the martial soul did not dissipate directly, it was also like a shadow, especially the soul core in the center, which was even more dim.

The situation can be described as an instant reversal!

"Use the power of thunder to attract the power of thunder to descend, and then use the martial soul real body ink pen itself has a bit of the effect of leading thunder, and it is triggered at a critical moment, which really makes this guy successful."

Wang Feng couldn't help laughing.

This style of play is really a bit of his weird style, not playing cards according to routines.

It's worth following me for so long.

It's really a one-trick to defeat Da Minglun!

With the help of the power of heavenly thunder, it can be regarded as a real brain.

The dragon evil flew down from the air triumphantly, "Title Douluo, but that's it." ”

The true body of the martial soul gradually disappeared, and the realm disappeared with it.

Da Minglun's face was pale, his mental power was traumatized, and his soul power was empty, if he wanted to say that he was injured, the real injury was not serious.

It's just that the soul core and martial soul are somewhat damaged, and they need to recover for a few days.

If this was placed 10,000 years ago, the true body of the martial soul was hit so hard, it is estimated that the best result would be abolished.

It can be imagined how much the martial soul really changed 10,000 years ago.

"Convincing."

Da Minglun sighed lightly, the wisdom of this soul beast was too high.

I would have thought of using this method.

It can be said that this is a classic case of defeating the strong with the weak, and of course, it is difficult to replicate.

It's just that the Soul Covenant Beast has such wisdom, then, as a Soul Covenant Master who cultivated him, naturally there is no need to say more.

(End of chapter)