The generals of the four empires also breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other with joy in their eyes.
"There is no chance for him to survive such an attack. We have finally solved this serious problem."
There was a sense of relief in their voices, as if a huge stone in their hearts had finally fallen to the ground. .
"Yes, under such a destructive force, he will definitely be shattered into pieces and disappear without a trace."
Someone echoed, with a tone full of certainty,
< br>It was as if he had witnessed with his own eyes the tragic situation of Tang Lan being crushed into powder.
They began to cheer and cheer, and the voices came and went, resounding through the sky.
"Haha, Tang Lan is dead, let's see who else can stop us!"
They were dancing and excited, as if they had taken control of the whole world.
The masters of the Holy Spirit Cult also relaxed their tense nerves and said confidently:
"With this blow, he will definitely die. We can rest easy."
Their expressions were relaxed and comfortable, as if they had tasted the fruits of victory in advance.
The entire team was immersed in a self-righteous atmosphere of victory, completely convinced that Tang Lan had been wiped out in that terrifying attack.
They cheered and shouted, and the noisy voices were intertwined together, like an evil carnival.
Even the usually calm Star Douluo and the sinister Ghost Scythe Douluo showed arrogant and wanton smiles on their faces.
The corners of their mouths were raised high, and their smiles were full of undisguised pride and contempt.
They looked at Time Douluo, Ice Bear Douluo and Falling Sword Soul Douluo who were trying their best to stop them,
said with great disdain:
"You are stopping me. So what?"
The tone was full of bitter sarcasm.
"This time, we are coming with a large army."
Xingchen Douluo crossed his arms, looked extremely arrogant, and said arrogantly,
"More than twenty Contras and dozens of Soul Saint, what a powerful lineup this is!"
His voice echoed in the air with an arrogance that could not be surpassed.
"Even if we don't take action, they are enough to kill Tang Lan!"
Ghost Scythe Douluo said immediately,
with a strong tone in his voice Confidence and determination,
It seems that Tang Lan's fate has been nailed to the cross of death, with no possibility of survival.
Hearing this, the expressions of Time Douluo, Ice Bear Douluo and Falling Sword Soul Douluo changed slightly,
a hint of imperceptible worry flashed across their originally determined expressions.
Their eyes couldn't help but look towards the center of the energy storm, where the light flickered
. The strong energy fluctuations made their vision blurred, making it impossible to see the specific situation clearly.
“Believe in Tang Lan.”
Time Douluo gritted his teeth, with firmness and determination in his eyes, and said loudly,
“That guy cannot be treated with common sense. Of!"
His voice trembled slightly, but was still full of power.
"Yes, he can always create miracles."
Ice Bear Douluo nodded heavily, the spark of hope rekindled in his eyes,
as if recalling Tang Lan's amazing performances in the past gave him a little more confidence.
“We cannot be swayed by their words, Tang Lan will definitely be able to survive this!”
Falling Sword Soul Douluo held the sword in his hand tightly, his knuckles turning white from the exertion.
Tang Ya and others watched all this from a distance, with their hearts in their throats.
Tang Ya grasped the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, her knuckles turning white from the exertion.
Her lips trembled slightly and she murmured to herself: "Tang Lan, you must be okay. "It must be okay."
Jiang Nannan's eyes stared unblinkingly at the center of the energy storm, her hands clenched into fists unconsciously, and her nails dug deeply into her palms without feeling.< br>
She kept praying in her heart: "God bless, nothing will happen to Tang Lan."
Ma Xiaotao's expression was particularly solemn, and her forehead was covered with Thin beads of sweat,
Her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, as if it was about to burst out of her chest, and she thought to herself:
"Tang Lan, if you have a problem, I will never let it go. Pass them!”
The tone was firm as iron, as if he wanted to use these words to inject courage and belief into everyone.
"Rumble..."
A roar like thunder suddenly sounded in the center of the storm,
The sound was deafening, as if the ancient beast was angry The roar of the earth is like a sad prelude that the world is about to collapse.
An extremely terrifying soul power boils violently in it, and the surging and boundless power is like a violent sea of rage,
It seems to break free from all restraints and break through the endless sky,< br>
It caused everyone's emotions to fluctuate like a stormy sea.
Everyone couldn't help but look sideways, their eyes full of surprise and confusion.
The fear of the unknown was written on every face. Their eyes were firmly locked on the core of the storm,
trying to find any clues from the chaotic energy fluctuations,
But he had no idea what was happening at the heart of the storm.
"Such a powerful fluctuation of soul power."
Some people couldn't help but exclaimed in admiration, their voices filled with extreme shock that could not be concealed.
His voice trembled, as if he was shocked by this power, and his whole person fell into a trance.
“Is it possible that Tang Lan is not dead yet?”
A trembling voice sounded, the voice was full of disbelief,
As if this idea was so absurd. However, deep down in his heart, he was secretly looking forward to the possibility of this miracle.
“No, this is absolutely impossible!”
Another person retorted hysterically,
but there was a trace of imperceptible panic in his voice.
His eyes widened, and his eyeballs were filled with bloodshot eyes.
As if he wanted to see through the raging storm to see the truth, but he couldn't believe the possible guess in his heart.
Fear made him He refused to accept any outcome that might go against his expectations.
Xing Chen Douluo and others also stopped fighting and all looked at the center of the storm.
Xingchen Douluo frowned, his eyes full of determination, and he said gloomily:
"With such a blow, even if we are all dead, there is absolutely no way that boy Tang Lan will survive. Come down."
His tone was full of absolute confidence, as if Tang Lan's outcome was already certain in his eyes.
Ghost Scythe Douluo nodded repeatedly and agreed with a sinister expression:
"That's right, with such a terrifying power, there is absolutely no chance for him to survive."
"No matter how capable that kid is, he can't survive such a devastating blow."
Ice Bear Douluo snorted coldly, with disdain and ridicule in his eyes, and said loudly:
"You are too self-righteous. Tang Lan is far more powerful than you imagine. He is not so easy to defeat. "
Time Douluo also said immediately:
"That's right, you don't understand Tang Lan at all. He can always create miracles in desperate situations."
"Hasn't he successfully broken through so many seemingly fatal situations before? This time will be no exception." (End of Chapter)