Chapter 281 There is still a fight in the end
When his cultivation level was not high, Wang Nan was not sure of the strength of this light and shadow. He only knew that Xuanzi seemed to be struggling under such light and shadow.
From his current perspective, the power of this light and shadow only came from fragments. After all, it had not reached the true divine realm. Ye Xishui's Ultimate Douluo's strength was enough to cope with it.
As the space crack opened, the evil aura escaped, which also silenced the power of the bright phoenix in Ye Xishui's body, and the aura of the blood demon puppet behind him became stronger and stronger.
Ye Guyi on the side felt the evil atmosphere that was getting stronger here, and the golden flames on the sword in his hand became more and more dazzling. Just looking at the other people who didn't take action, they finally suppressed the urge to take action.
The fragments of the god's throne contain the consciousness of the previous generation of Rakshasa gods, and they use the remaining divine power to turn into light and shadow to protect themselves. However, as an evil soul master, Ye Xishui's power is also increasing under the influence of such power.
The blood demon puppet behind him glowed with blood. Ye Xishui raised his hand and went away with overwhelming momentum that was not inferior to that light and shadow.
After a few rounds, the purple light gradually dimmed and turned into a stream of light that penetrated Ye Xishui's body.
Her body was suddenly covered with a purple halo, and even the light of the Blood Demon puppet behind her was obscured.
"Tang San——"
A hoarse voice came out of Ye Xishui's mouth uncontrollably.
"Xishui, how are you?" Long Xiaoyao's expression changed upon hearing this, and he hurriedly approached Ye Xishui.
However, just as he was about to approach, Ye Xishui suddenly raised his hand to stop him.
After feeling it carefully for a moment, she frowned and looked up at Wang Nan.
Judging from her appearance, others already understood what was going on even without speaking. After acquiring another fragment of the divine throne, Ye Xishui still didn't sense the existence of the divine realm.
Ye Xishui simply didn't care about anything else, covered in purple light, and continued flying towards the next place.
"Enough."
Just as Ye Xishui was looking for the next place where the fragments of the god's throne were hidden, Wang Nan suddenly stopped in front of her.
He could hear the voice in Ye Xishui's mouth just now very clearly. The word "Tang San" might not be enough to attract other people's attention, but thinking of the battle between gods ten thousand years ago, Wang Nan felt that this Rakshasa god The fragments of the god's throne may not be that simple.
"You want to prevent me from becoming a god?"
Perhaps affected by the aura of the Rakshasa God, Ye Xishui's face became very ferocious. The obsession of "becoming a god" was infinitely amplified in her heart. She was obviously affected, but she didn't notice it at all.
Wang Nan said no more, the golden light flashed in his hand, and the long stick was already swung out.
However, the one who took the stick was a dragon claw covered with black scales.
Long Xiaoyao had already appeared in front of Wang Nan, and the light on Ye Xishui behind him became more intense. The surrounding space cracked, and a cone-shaped soul guide slowly appeared.
This soul guide was dark red in color. The moment it appeared, countless wails were heard, and the sky seemed to become a little darker at this moment.
That was the ninth-level soul tool that Ye Xishui became famous for - the Tower of Death.
Wang Nan glanced at the Tower of Death and frowned at the countless resentful spirits surrounding it. The next moment, the top of the Death Tower lit up with white light, and countless resentful spirits dissipated. The next moment, a white light that was enough to cover up the sun's rays came straight towards Wang Nan.
Wang Nan's first soul ring lit up, his figure flashed continuously, and disappeared in place. The light streaked through the air and only hit the afterimage of him. But just when he approached Ye Xishui and swung the dragon stick in his hand again, Long Xiaoyao appeared again and stopped him.
"Hey, why are you doing this?" Wang Nan sighed.
"I no longer have the heart to distinguish right from wrong. I owe her this." Long Xiaoyao also sighed, "Forget it, just let me see how much you have grown in the past few years."
As soon as he said this, Long Xiaoyao stretched out his hand forward, and the black dragon claws streaked across, tearing cracks in the air.
The dark aura then attacked Wang Nan. This claw was already an attack that Long Xiaoyao had completely integrated with his own will, attributes and soul skills. As an extreme Douluo, he no longer held back at all.
Wang Nan lifted the stick up, golden light flowed, and the long stick and the dragon's claws were connected.
But Long Xiaoyao frowned slightly when he looked at the stick.
"Why didn't you try your best?"
More than two years ago, Wang Nan had more than this kind of power with one blow. Now more than two years later, Long Xiaoyao did not believe that Wang Nan's power was retreating instead of advancing.
"I promise that a person cannot use all his strength casually, but it is enough."
Wang Nan's expression remained unchanged, and a pale golden light suddenly lit up on his wrists. Threads composed of golden light continued to wander on his arms. The light dissipated, and a pair of arm armor appeared on his forearms, carved on The dragon scales on it are lifelike.
The second soul ring shone, and Wang Nan's left arm also lit up. Soul power surged, and the pair of arm armor on his arms suddenly seemed to come alive. The scales undulated slightly, and golden light emanated from the gaps in the scales. burst out.
Long Xiaoyao felt a huge force coming from his hand, and his body flew downward uncontrollably.
Wang Nan took a moment to glance at his arm, and secretly sighed in his heart about Huo Yuhao's talent for soul guidance. Even if there are human-shaped soul guides from the Sun and Moon Empire as a reference, being able to design and make a soul guide that fits oneself so well is not something that just anyone can do.
After all, Long Xiaoyao was an Ultimate Douluo. His soul power swayed slightly before he stabilized his figure. When he looked up, Wang Nan's next stick had already hit him.
When Wang Nan took action, there was no momentum like the Unyielding Staff Technique, but as the golden Coiling Dragon Staff continued to fall, Long Xiaoyao felt that he was being controlled by others. All his movements seemed to be seen through by Wang Nan. Every time he swung the Coiling Dragon Staff, he felt that he was being controlled by others. Dedu falls in the place where he feels most uncomfortable.
Coupled with the strength of Wang Nan's stick, although it does not seem to have the same momentum as it did more than two years ago, it is undoubtedly more difficult to deal with.
Another stick fell, and Long Xiaoyao finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.
Looking up at the distance, several other people had already surrounded Ye Xishui. Although there is a Death Tower, this soul guide is obviously more suitable for long-range combat and does not have much advantage in close combat.
"Alas." Long Xiaoyao sighed, "I have already reached the end, and now I have no regrets in dying for her."
After saying that, all the aura on his body suddenly went into his body, and everything around him stagnated for a moment. The next moment, the frightening aura burst out from him, and a touch of ruddy color flashed across his face, and his original white hair was The moment became dark again.
The wrinkles on his face disappeared, revealing the charm of his youth again.
(End of chapter)