Tang Lan roared angrily, and the sound seemed to penetrate the clouds and shatter the sky.
His body instantly rushed towards Ghost Shadow Douluo like lightning, so fast that he only left an afterimage in the air.
Under Tang Lan's swing, the gun body shone with a dazzling light. The light was like the scorching sun in the sky, making it difficult for people to look directly at it.
Wherever the tip of the spear passed, tiny cracks were torn out in the space, and it stabbed at Ghost Shadow Douluo with a destructive momentum.
Ghost Douluo's eyes widened in horror, his pupils full of fear and despair.
He tried to avoid this fatal blow, but he was too injured and his movements were slow.
He could only watch the tip of the gun getting closer and closer.
Tang Lan was about to kill Ghost Shadow Douluo.
At this moment,
there was a sudden violent fluctuation of soul power in the sky. The fluctuation was like Rough waves,
Wave after wave, impacting the hearts of everyone present.
Then,
a group of figures flashed out like ghosts.
Their appearance instantly broke the originally tense but still balanced situation.
It turns out that a large group of Contras and Soul Saints from the Holy Spirit Sect and the four empires appeared.
They stood densely in the air, and the number was simply dazzling.
They shrouded the sky like a dark cloud, and their powerful auras intertwined with each other, forming a suffocating pressure.
They surrounded Tang Lan and others. The tight circle was like an indestructible city wall.
Everyone had a murderous look on their faces,
It was a resolute look that had been through the battlefield and looked at death as if it were home.
Among them, Contra, a leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, shouted loudly:
"Don't hurt the people of our sect! Otherwise, you will die without a burial place!"
His voice was like a bell. Da Lu, echoing in the sky, makes people's eardrums hurt.
His face is covered with ferocious lines, which are caused by practicing evil arts for a long time, making people intimidated.
The Contras of the four empires also shouted in unison:
"You can't even think about what happened today! If you go against us, you will only die!"
Their voices were uniform, full of threats and intimidation.
They were dressed in gorgeous armor from their respective empires, and the runes on the armor shone with mysterious light, showing their nobility and power.
Seeing this, Tang Lan frowned, and the two sword eyebrows seemed to be twisted together at this moment.
But the Overlord Gun in his hand was held tighter, so tight that his knuckles turned white from the exertion.
He looked around, his eyes as cold as snow, and sneered:
"You guys want to stop me? You really don't know your own strength!"
His voice was full of disdain and contempt, as if In his eyes, these powerful enemies in front of him are just a bunch of rabble.
Xingchen Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo took the opportunity to retreat into the crowd, with proud smiles on their faces.
Xingchen Douluo gasped and said, "Humph, let's see how long this kid can be arrogant."
His eyes were shining with gloating, as if he had already seen Tang Lan The tragic end he is about to face.
Ghost Scythe Douluo echoed: "There are so many masters here, he can't escape with wings! This time he is dead." Holy Ghost Sect's Contra glared angrily, as if fire was about to burst out of his eyes. :
"Arrogant boy, today I will let you see our advantages and disadvantages! Let you know what it means to have people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world!"
He formed a seal with his hands, A black soul power condensed into a huge skull in front of him, exuding a terrifying aura.
Having said that, all the Soul Douluo and Soul Saints released their martial souls and soul power one after another.
For a time,
the sky shone with light, and the colorful lights intertwined to form A beautiful and terrifying picture.
The soul power is raging and the wind is roaring, as if it is going to tear the whole world apart.
A more intense and cruel war is about to break out.
Tang Ya, Jiang Nannan, Ma Xiaotao and others saw so many people from the Holy Spirit Cult and the Four Great Empires appearing.
The expressions on their faces changed slightly in an instant.
Originally The nervous expression was now full of worry and panic.
They knew that the Holy Spirit Cult and the Four Great Empires were coming, but they did not expect that so many masters would come,
and each one exuded such a powerful and heart-stopping aura!
Tang Ya's little hands tightly grasped the corners of her clothes, which were all wrinkled by her.
There was a trace of uncontrollable trembling in her voice:
"What should I do? ? They are so numerous and powerful, what should we do? This is simply a nightmare!"
Jiang Nannan bit her lip, and there was a slight white mark on it. , but his eyes were firm and he said:
“No matter what, we can’t retreat, we must advance and retreat together with Tang Lan!”
“Even if we die in battle, we must not lose us. "Dignity and courage!"
Ma Xiaotao took a deep breath, tried to calm down her racing heart, forced herself to calm down, and said:
"Don't be afraid, everyone. The more critical this moment is, the more calm we must be.”
“Let’s take a look at the situation, adapt to circumstances, and look for the enemy’s weaknesses.”
Ice Bear Douluo, Time Douluo and Luo Jian. Contra's face was solemn, their brows furrowed tightly.
They knew that this battle would become extremely difficult, and it might even be a battle of life and death.
Ice Bear Douluo said in a deep voice: "Everyone, be careful and don't act recklessly. Only by protecting yourself can you have a chance to fight back."
There was a hint of seriousness in his powerful voice. and caution.
Time Douluo's gaze slowly swept across the crowd, with encouragement and hope in his gaze, and he said slowly:
"As long as we unite as one, trust each other, and cooperate with each other, there may not be a problem without us. The power of fighting."
"Although the enemy is strong, we are not vegetarians!"
Luo Jianhun Douluo clenched the sword in his hand, and the sword blade was slightly trembling due to his excessive exertion. Trembling, the soul power in his body surged like a tide, and he said loudly:
"Fight! The worst thing is death, and eighteen years later he will be a hero again!"
At this time, The people of the Holy Spirit Cult and the four empires have begun to press forward step by step.
Every time they take a step forward, the powerful pressure is like a mountain of taiwan pressing down on the top, making everyone almost breathless.
Tang Lan's eyes were like torches, like two burning flames, scanning the surrounding enemies fiercely.
The soul power in his body surged again, and the light was dazzling, like a scorching sun, preparing to face this extremely cruel battle.
The dark clouds in the gloomy sky were so heavy that it was almost suffocating.
The strong wind roared across the entire battlefield, raising dust all over the sky.
"No one can stop me today!"
Tang Lan held his head high and roared loudly.
The sound was like rolling thunder, exploding across the vast world, with a majestic momentum that broke through the sky and an unparalleled determination.
His face was slightly distorted by extreme anger, and his eyes were burning with raging anger,
as if he wanted to burn down all obstacles in front of him. (End of this chapter)