Chapter Eighty-Seven: Sixth Soul Technique

"Banon, if you really want to die, I can fulfill you, so that it doesn't affect us when the time comes."

The figure standing on the far right glanced indifferently at the figure on the left, and did not hide his murderous intentions.

"Okay, don't make any noise. Fight in that place, and fight when you come here. If you want to die, do it yourself. ”

The figure at the front said in a dissatisfied tone.

"The Douluo Continent is a place where the gods have blessed it, although the gods no longer pay attention to it now, but they have left a lot of inheritance on this continent."

"Also, forget how did Kaiser die? The old man with the hammer killed Kaiser and them with just one blow, and even I am afraid that he is no match for him. ”

"Don't talk about it, just talk about the forest. I can also feel the presence of a guy who is comparable to a third-level god. Do you really think you're strong on this continent? ”

The figure standing at the front said sarcastically.

"According to the division of strength on the Douluo Continent, the two of you are just Soul Saints, and I am just Soul Douluo."

"Hurry up and complete the task, and it is the right way to capture that Yang Dong and bring it back to the lord."

At the forefront is the man who is called a general by the "peak".

With his words, the two figures on the left and right had to close their mouths.

This forest has an existence comparable to that of a third-level god?

Can you make up a good reason to lie to come out, my general.

In other words, if it weren't for the fact that they couldn't use their original power, how could Kaiser die?

"Let's go, Tin has found his target."

The general glanced at the two of them and said nothing more.

The two things who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, they didn't know how terrifying that old man was, and they didn't know how deep the water on the Douluo Continent was.

After all, these are just two cannon fodder sent to him by the Lord.

…………

Yang Dong looked at the three people on the other end with some ugliness on his face.

A Soul Saint, a Soul Emperor, and a Soul Sect.

Among the three, the only one Yang Dong knew was the Soul Sect among the three, who was the one who appeared with Yu Feibai that day.

Unexpectedly, this person appeared again.

"Yang Dong, the son of Wind Sword Douluo. Here I would like to introduce to you my identity, the Third Elder of the White Tiger Sect, Dai Zhong. I'm sure you know why I found you, right? ”

Dai Zhong looked at Yang Dong not far away with a solemn expression.

Yang Dong's talent really shocked him, Six Rings!

It has only been more than a year since the end of the competition, and Yang Dong has been promoted from the Five-Ring Soul King to the Soul Emperor, and if this continues, it is impossible to say that Yang Dong can become a Title Douluo before the age of thirty.

Just thinking about this possibility made him shudder.

"Hehe, White Tiger Sect, you people from the White Tiger Sect are really ghostly."

Yang Dong looked at the three people not far away with a somewhat solemn expression, he really didn't expect that after such a long time, the people of the White Tiger Sect would still hunt him down.

"Killing people pays for their lives, Dai Zong is a genius that our White Tiger Sect has never met in ten thousand years, and he died in your hands, can you give us some explanation?"

"And the best explanation is your life!"

The moment Dai Zhong finished speaking, the martial spirit possessed.

The White Tiger Booming Cannon.

The bright white pillar of light evaporated all the obstacles along the way, and fell to the position where Yang Dong was standing.

"That's right, let's try my sixth soul technique with you."

The fifth soul skill remnant is activated,

And then the sixth soul ring that I had just obtained flickered,

Sixth Soul Skill, Stygian Flame.

An illusory dark black flame circle descended on this area, and in the place where the circle was enveloped, the illusory dark black flame burned.

"It's ......"

A trace of astonishment flashed on Gao Feng's face, the flames burning not far away were too familiar to him, so familiar that he was a little incredible.

It was the flame of the underworld, and it was really unbelievable that it could be summoned by Yang Dong.

"Not good, don't step inside."

As soon as "Gao Feng" didn't pay attention, Dai Zhong stepped into the Immortal Flame Array, and in an instant, there was a steady stream of black flames attached to his body.

White Tiger Talisman.

White Tiger King Kong Change.

Two soul skills were used in a row, but the black flames were still attached to his body, unable to get rid of it.

"What the hell is this, ah! Yes! ”

Dai Zhong was impotent and furious there, his black flames burning his soul power and soul.

"Come out, it's the Flames, the power of the abyss. If you don't come out, your whole person will become human. ”

"Gao Feng" shouted loudly.

"Don't say it sooner!"

Dai Zhong glanced at Gao Feng dissatisfied, and his whole body wanted to retreat.

"Frost."

"Erosion."

"The plague."

"Knife Soul."

Yang Dong released the other four soul skills in one breath, and if he wanted to retreat, he had to ask his opinion now.

Click!

Click!

The power of the superposition of the five arrays was beyond Yang Dong's imagination, and the five arrays affected each other, and the power was several times larger than before.

The biggest changes are Frost and Stygian Flame.

The previous frost wanted to freeze people's faces very much, but now Dai Zhong, the soul saint, was a little difficult to move an inch, and the frost was constantly condensing, shattering, and condensing on him.

And the power of the Immortal Flame has also been greatly increased, and the flames are burning more violently on Dai Zhong's body.

"Martial Soul True Body."

Dai Zhong gritted his teeth, directly cast the true body of the martial soul, and turned into a white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes.

"Roar!"

The terrifying force destroyed his surroundings, but the several circles around him were not affected in the slightest.

"Die."

The tiger's palm slapped at Yang Dong,

But Yang Dong, who has the skill of perceiving killing intent, could not be attacked by him so easily. Eventually, he landed on the ground, leaving a large crater.

"I see."

A hint of abruptness flashed on Yang Dong's face, the appearance of this fifth ghost array meant that a big ghost array could be formed, and in this big ghost array, the effects of the five ghost arrays had been greatly increased.

In that case, the seventh soul skill will be a skill of the transformation of the ghost hand martial soul, a soul skill with extremely strong attack ability.

It is several times more powerful than the traditional martial soul true body.

"Frost Wave Sword."

The skill from the fluctuation system was released, and when it passed through the frost circle, the power of the frost became more powerful, and finally Dai Zhong was frozen for three seconds.

"How is this possible?!"

The man with the ghost cat martial spirit, who had not participated in the battle, looked at the scene in front of him and muttered to himself.

Dai Zhong is a seventy-seventh-level high-level soul saint, and he was actually pressed and beaten by a sixty-first-level soul emperor, I am afraid that no one will believe it.

Is this guy so genius?