Chapter 482: Eight Techniques (Part II)
"Well, what is this?" Long Xiaoyao still stood there without moving, laughing and letting the two rays of light fall on him.
There are no soul power fluctuations, and they are not spirit fluctuations. The two rays of light, black and white, seemed to have no effect. However, when these two rays of light really fell on him, Long Xiaoyao's face changed slightly, and an indescribable sense of crisis actually appeared in his perception.
Will I feel in crisis?
"Spirit, Soul, Rush!Strike!" The strange tone of the voice sounded, and with every word spit out, the huge vertical eyes would become brighter, and it could even be seen that the rose-gold light emanating around it had turned bloody at this moment.
Immediately after, a pillar of light with a cross-section the same size as the vertical eye shot out, heading straight for Long Yao to bombard.
Long Yao snorted coldly, his body that was originally completely soaked in rose gold suddenly turned black, a low dragon groan that seemed to come from ancient times sounded, and a huge black dragon head appeared in front of him, roaring in a low voice towards the rose-gold light.
With spiritual power to spiritual power, this is the pride of Extreme Douluo!
Even if it is not a spiritual attribute in itself, at the level of Extreme Douluo, Long Xiaoyao's attainments in this area are still terrifying to the extreme.
However, something happened to this Dragon God Douluo who surprised him again.
The rose-gold light, which seemed to be unstoppable, paused in the air, yes, paused. Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared in front of the light without warning, it was Huo Yuhao, who had changed back into human form.
Behind his head, a circle of rose-gold light wheels shone brightly, and there was a totem light pattern inside, and this totem was the three-eyed golden lion.
His body almost crashed directly into the black dragon dragon's head, completely swallowed by the black.
This change was so sudden that Long Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment. Then he was astonished. The black dragon head formed by the condensation of his spiritual power actually dissipated like that, but the figure was still suspended in the air, swallowed by the reactivated rose golden pillar of light. Then the rose-gold pillar of light crossed his body and slammed into Long Xiaoyao's body.
In an instant, the vertical eye of the origin of the rose-golden pillar of light disappeared, and in its place was a pitch-black gate, a black gate full of forest aura.
Huo Yuhao's face was extremely pale and appeared at the gate, with one hand, pulling Tang Wutong, who had spread the wings of the Bright Dragon God Butterfly.
"Let's go!" pulled Tang Wutong, and he went into the gate.
Fight to the death with an Extreme Douluo, and the result can only be one. Defeated!
Therefore, from the very beginning, Huo Yuhao had no intention of fighting with Dragon God Douluo. What he needed was an opportunity.
The pupil of Shura, the judgment of fate, this is the first step to create opportunities. When bad luck strikes the opponent. Luck is on his side.
The black and white two-color light, those are the two major soul skills of the sixth-eyed golden lion's soul ring, soul deprivation and fate. Instantly reduces the opponent's physical and mental defense.
Even Huo Yuhao himself didn't know what effect these two great soul skills could have on an Extreme Douluo.
Next, it was his most powerful spiritual attack, the Shura Pupil version of the soul impact! With all his strength, the rose gold color almost turned bloody.
Only the spiritual attack is the closest to Extreme Douluo. And that brief pause in the air. Huo Yuhao actually paid a huge price, and his spiritual sea even cracked because of that momentary stagnation.
But it was that momentary stagnation that allowed him to lift Shura's pupil at the same time, Tong Guò instantly shifted in front of the soul impact, and he took advantage of Dragon Emperor Douluo's pride, he was gambling. Bet on Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Yaoyao to use his spiritual ability to fight against his soul impact.
He won the bet. He used his body to carry the blow of Dragon Emperor Douluo. The Three-Eyed Golden Lion's Skull of Destiny comes with a soul skill, and the Judgment of Destiny is activated, and the Judgment of Destiny can be exempted from three attacks of spiritual attributes in one day.
At the beginning, Huo Yuhao was able to escape from the range attack of the Evil Eye Tyrant Monarch to dominate the Evil Emperor and ascend to heaven, relying on this soul skill.
Chances are up again!
And the black gate. In fact, he was casting the spell that had already been chanted by the pupil of Shura, and with the spiritual soul core, his heart was divided into two uses, and he completed the summoning of the undead half-plane under his own huge load.
What Huo Yuhao needed now was the last step of the opportunity, he was still gambling, betting that his strongest soul impact would be able to delay Dragon Emperor Douluo, who had been deprived of his soul, for a moment.
If all the opportunities really came, then it was possible for him to rush into the undead half-plane with Tang Wutong and escape from the ascension to heaven.
The Pupil of the Martial Soul True Body Shura, the Judgment of Fate, the Soul Deprivation, the Death of Fate, the Soul Impact, the Teleportation, the Judgment of Fate, and the Opening of the Half-Plane of the Undead.
In this short period of time, Huo Yuhao used eight soul techniques in a row, in order to create a chance for himself and Tang Wutong to escape.
He, succeeded?
Pitch black, just when Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong's bodies were about to completely submerge into the door to the half-plane of the undead.
The whole world seemed to freeze in this darkness.
The voice of the old man echoed in the space that instantly turned to darkness and froze.
"It's just a little bit, you're really just a little bit off. ”
A huge black dragon claw flashed with dark purple light, and it was grabbed in this pitch-black and solidified space, and the position where it was grasped was the pitch-black gate that Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong had just escaped.
The pitch-black gate disintegrated in an instant, and the two bodies that had faded to the point of disappearing became clear again, and in the black entanglement, they were pulled back by force.
The silence and darkness disappeared, and Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong fell to the ground almost at the same time.
Tang Wutong's eyes were full of horror, and he helped Huo Yuhao, who was a little shaky, to stand up again. The look on her pretty face became more and more solemn.
In the darkness, the Dark Holy Dragon, Dragon God Douluo Long Yao, whose smile had disappeared on their faces, reappeared in their sight.
His gaze was focused on Huo Yuhao, and there was an indescribable emotion fluctuating in his eyes.
"Now, I have to admit that you are more talented and accomplished than I was when I was younger. Long Xiaoyao said sincerely, "With your current spiritual strength, you will be able to have a spiritual martial soul soul core in less than the eighth ring, and in the future, once you reach the level of Super Douluo, you will have the possibility of competing with me." If one day you can be promoted to Extreme Douluo, then you will be at the same level as the Beast God and the Evil Emperor. If it weren't for the fact that I had the Silent Dark Realm and that you had managed to escape, it would have been the biggest joke of my old age. ”
Huo Yuhao broke free from Tang Wutong's help, wiped the bleeding from his mouth and nose, and said in a cold voice: "But after all, we couldn't leave, did we?" His bleeding from his mouth and nose was not injured by the Dark Holy Dragon, but the price paid for continuously using eight powerful soul skills, all of which were used to the extreme, at this time, his spiritual sea was a little cracked, and he had a splitting headache, and it was impossible to use the spiritual attack of the previous strength.
"But we haven't lost yet, we haven't lost at any moment before we die. Tang Wutong, who was standing beside Huo Yuhao, took a step forward and blocked in front of Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao was stunned, and Tang Wutong turned his head to look at him, "Why don't you believe me? If we worked together just now, maybe it would have succeeded." You're too macho. ”
Looking at her dissatisfied eyes, Huo Yuhao was in a trance for a moment, and a thought suddenly rose in his heart, if she was Dong'er, how much, if Dong'er cooperated with me, then it was just as successful just now!
"Now, it's my turn!" Tang Wutong snorted coldly, and then the whole person rushed out like the wind. She is beautiful and proud, and at this moment, she seems to be the goddess of light that lights up the darkness, with the determination of a moth to a fire, and the determination to move forward.
Large, wavy long powder-blue hair fluttered in the air, and her delicate body rushed forward, a loud dragon groan rang out, and a brilliant golden flame pulled a long tail behind her.
A smile resurfaced on Long Xiaoyao's face, and looking at the resoluteness and pride on Tang Wutong's face, he slowly raised his head and his right hand.
At this moment, Tang Wutong's body suddenly paused in the air, and all the seven soul rings on her body shone brightly.
Her soul ring is also not a normal soul master ratio, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, red! six black and one red, six thousand years, one hundred thousand years. makes her have a talent that is by no means inferior to Huo Yuhao.
The reason why Bei Bei found Tang Wutong and asked her to come and inform Huo Yuhao to go back is that because she looks like Dong'er, Bei Bei hopes that she can make Huo Yuhao gradually come out of her thoughts about Dong'er, another more important reason is that she is strong enough. The seven super soul rings made her far more powerful than the average soul saint.
The shining seven soul rings made the golden light on her body even better, and on her forehead, the trident light pattern appeared, instantly covering the gold on her body with a layer of blue flavor.
In the blue-gold halo, Tang Wutong raised her head slightly, letting her long hair flutter, and a clear dragon groan sounded from her mouth. The dragon's groan was crisp and loud, and under the strong blue-gold halo, the giant dragon-shaped light and shadow slowly emerged centered on her body.
It was a dragon with a shimmering halo of colorful light, and its body looked very illusory, but in the unreal, it had a majesty that seemed to be able to suppress the eternal.