Chapter 222: Tang San was filled with hatred, and Ling Ye’s Dragon King aura was exposed!
Tang San glared at Ling Ye with fire-like eyes, but his voice was a little shrill.
His lower body has been destroyed, and he is now considered a eunuch, and his voice has become shrill without even realizing it.
The dignity of men is gone.
This became Tang San's eternal pain, and his hatred for Ling Ye reached an astonishing level, almost becoming a demon with hatred.
Or rather.
Tang San was already possessed by the devil. A few months ago, he began to use the Eight Spider Spears to secretly kill a large number of spirit beasts and then devour their lives to speed up his cultivation.
Putting this in Dou Er, there is no doubt that it is the evil soul master's method.
Even in the current Douluo Continent, once Tang San's behavior is exposed, he will probably be classified as a fallen soul master.
"Ling Ye. I will definitely kill you, I will definitely kill you!!!"
Tang San stared at Ling Ye with bloodshot eyes, praying in his heart that Ling Ye would be severely injured by Di Tian, or even die in Di Tian's hands.
"The way to death. You already have the way to death! Ahhhhh!!"
The loss of a man's dignity, the cold scoldings from Yu Xiaogang and others, the whispers from everyone in Tiandou Royal Academy, and Xiao Wu who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead
Each of these things made Tang San very uncomfortable, and he even hated Ling Ye.
Tang San had already fallen to the edge of madness.
The soul power around his body became chaotic due to the violent fluctuations of emotions. The Eight Spider Spears exuded a strange light, which was the residual aura after the lives of countless soul beasts were devoured.
This weird scene seemed like Tang San had been twisted by hatred.
……
High in the air.
"Haha, I said that you are not strong enough!"
Ditian's majestic roar exploded in the sky like thunder, and the power of darkness spread around like a volcano about to erupt.
The power was so strong that it seemed to cover the entire sky in endless darkness.
His body was like lightning, and he avoided another attack from Qingluan Douluo and Lion Douluo with just a slight dodge.
Di Tian's target is Ling Ye.
His keen perception had already discerned that although Ling Ye was only a Soul Saint, his strength was comparable to that of a level 97 peak Douluo, making him extremely special among this group of people.
"If you want to hurt Xiaoye, you have to pass this test first!"
Upon seeing this, Qian Daoliu looked stern and hurriedly raised the angel holy sword in his hand.
In an instant.
The Holy Sword glowed brightly, and he swung it violently, and a huge golden sword energy slashed towards the emperor like a rainbow piercing the sun.
The soul power contained in that sword energy was so powerful that it drew a dazzling trajectory in the sky, as if it was about to split the sky into two.
However.
Facing this magnificent golden sword energy, Di Tian just waved the 'Black Dragon Sword' in his hand with an indifferent expression.
I saw a black sword light roaring out, and the space was violently distorted wherever it went.
The black sword light collided with the golden sword energy. After only a few breaths of stalemate, the golden sword energy was completely defeated, turning into golden spots and dissipating in the air.
Di Tian and Qian Daoliu collided head-on, like two meteors hitting each other.
In an instant.
The earth-shaking loud noise reverberated between the heaven and the earth, and the violent soul power fluctuations spread in all directions.
After Qian Daoliu collided with Di Tian, his whole body was shaken backwards.
Di Tian also paused slightly because of this violent collision. His figure swayed slightly in the air. It was obvious that this blow also had a certain impact on him.
Just then.
Ling Ye saw the right opportunity, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and shouted: "Nine Nether Destruction Divine Light!"
I saw the nine tailed dragon heads behind him shooting out rays of destruction at the same time, each one containing the power to destroy the world. Nine rays of destruction converged together, like a huge purple-black light pillar, and shot towards Emperor Tian.
at the same time.
A blood-red 100,000-year-old soul ring shone with dazzling light beside Ling Ye.
"Netherworld Hunting Claw!"
Ling Ye swung his Nine Nether Claws fiercely, and huge black claws appeared in front of him.
The claws were dozens of feet in size, with the aura of death and destruction lingering on them, and they clawed at Di Tian with endless intimidation.
Others were not idle either.
Qingluan Douluo suddenly spread his wings and waved hard. Countless wind blades were rolled up, and those wind blades intertwined with each other to form a huge blue tornado.
The tornado roared and swept towards Ditian. Wherever it went, the space was cut into pieces, making bursts of harsh whistling sounds.
"The ninth soul skill, soul-shattering sky-killing roar!"
The Lion Douluo looked up to the sky and roared, condensing a fierce lion-like light and shadow like a substance, and spitting out a torrent of flames.
The impact is extremely strong, and it has extremely strong destructive power and extremely high temperature.
Light Ling Douluo, Ling Kuang and others also used their soul skills one after another.
The long bow in Light Ling Douluo's hand shone brightly, the light was like an extremely cold meteor, and the extremely cold aura swept across it crazily.
"The eighth soul skill, the end!"
I saw that he slowly opened the divine bow, and as he moved, a huge arrow shadow formed on the bow in an instant.
Then, endless feather arrows shot towards the emperor's sky, each feather arrow flashing with an icy cold light.
Everyone's attacks were directed towards Ditian from all directions.
Facing this overwhelming attack, Di Tian frowned slightly, and a trace of caution flashed in his eyes.
He thrust the black dragon sword in front of him, holding the sword hilt tightly with both hands, and the dark power in his body surged out like a flood that broke a dam.
The dark forces gathered around him, forming a huge black shield.
The shield tightly wrapped Di Tian within it, with powerful dark power surging on the surface, blocking all attacks.
Every time an attack lands on the shield, it will stir up circles of black ripples of soul power.
Qian Daoliu took the opportunity to swing his sword forward again. He raised the Angel Holy Sword high and muttered something.
The angel's holy sword was radiant, and the light became more and more dazzling, and finally a huge golden light curtain extended from the holy sword.
The light curtain was like a long golden river, rolling towards the emperor's sky.
Finally, a huge golden lightsaber formed, completely shattering the dark shield that had withstood the attacks from Ling Ye and others!
Boom!
Di Tian was hit by the golden lightsaber and was knocked upside down for the first time.
However, there were no obvious injuries on his body, his aura was still very powerful, and it seemed that he had only received some minor injuries.
The war continues.
During the fierce battle, the aura from Ling Ye's body inevitably came out, and there was a trace of the Dark Dragon King's aura in it.
That's what's left after absorbing the flesh and blood of the Dark Dragon King.
And this trace of breath was keenly captured by Di Tian.
"Why is mother's breath on you!!!"
Ditian looked up to the sky and roared, his body was like a dark abyss that was about to collapse, and endless dark power surged out.
The power of darkness was like substance, knocking everyone away except Qian Daoliu.
The deafening roar spread mightily in the sky, containing extremely powerful dragon power!
(End of chapter)