Long Xiaoyao's voice was like rolling thunder, echoing between heaven and earth. He slowly raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at the sky.
Following his movements, an invisible pressure began to spread from his body, as heavy as a mountain and as turbulent as a tsunami. This pressure is getting stronger and stronger, becoming more and more terrifying, as if it will crush the entire world.
The surrounding air began to twist, letting out bursts of overwhelmed groans.
The color of the sky also changed. The originally clear sky now became extremely gloomy, with thick dark clouds rolling in, as if indicating that a world-destroying storm was about to come.
Around Long Xiaoyao's body, the black light grew stronger and stronger, and finally turned into a black beam of light, shooting straight into the sky.
The black cloud behind him seemed to be pulled, rolling violently, forming a huge vortex, as if it was about to swallow the entire world.
"Xuanzi, come together, don't think that I haven't noticed you."
Long Xiaoyao's voice sounded again, this time, his voice was full of unquestionable majesty, It was as if the gods were declaring their will.
Before he finished speaking, Long Xiaoyao's body lifted up again, turned into a black stream of light, and disappeared into the clouds instantly. Behind him, figures rose into the sky, following closely behind.
The speed of these figures is extremely fast, like black lightning, piercing the sky and disappearing into the clouds in the blink of an eye.
Among these people were Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng, who was wearing a black robe and had a stern face, as well as a dozen other titled Douluo with powerful auras.
Each of them released powerful soul power fluctuations, stirring the surrounding air into chaos.
Following Long Xiaoyao was a middle-aged man wearing a golden robe, a golden crown, and a majestic face.
He is tall, calm and intimidating. He is the mysterious national master of the Sun and Moon Empire.
In the world of soul masters, there is an unwritten rule. This rule is not a legal provision, but it is deeply imprinted in the hearts of every titled Douluo.
This rule stipulates that whenever powerful people at the Title Douluo level participate in secular battles, in order to avoid the destruction of life and prevent the smoke of war from filling the world, they must choose the battlefield above the sky.
Only the party that achieves the final victory is qualified to take action against the opponent's soul master below the Titled Douluo level.
As long as one of the opponent's Titled Douluo has not been defeated, then all Titled Douluo participating in the battle are not allowed to interfere in the secular war.
This rule did not come out of thin air, but originated from the oracle left by Tang San, the ancestor of the Tang Sect, after he ascended to the God Realm thousands of years ago. Although this rule has not been written into the law in any country, no matter which party's titled Douluo they are, they will abide by this rule unconditionally.
War is the most cruel disaster for ordinary people.
As for a Titled Douluo-level expert, once he attacks with all his strength without scruples, he can destroy a city and slaughter hundreds of thousands of creatures in an instant.
With the restriction of this rule, at least in the wars for thousands of years, casualties have been greatly reduced and countless human tragedies have been avoided.
The rules Long Xiaoyao proposed at this moment originated from this.
Whether it is him as an Ultimate Douluo or Du Fushui as the leader of the Noumenon Sect, they will not break that rule easily.
Ten thousand years ago, the oracle left by Tang San is still in my ears. Today, ten thousand years later, no one knows how much the oracle still has the binding force.
However, they all know that if they break the rules, the other party will also break the rules at all costs. By then, I am afraid that the entire Douluo Continent will be devastated and plunged into chaos.
Therefore, no matter what the purpose is, they can only place the final decisive battle in the sky, and the task of attacking the palace can only rely on those strong men below the ninth ring. .
A dazzling yellow light suddenly lit up, illuminating half of the sky, and the figure of Taotie Douluo Xuan Lao slowly emerged in the light.
He echoed the body of Douluo Poison Immortal, one on the left and the other on the right, faintly surrounding Long Xiaoyao, forming a subtle triangle confrontation.
Feeling the pressure from both sides, Long Xiaoyao couldn't help but change his expression slightly.
He knew very well that based on the background of the Noumenon Sect and Shrek Academy, nearly half of the more than twenty titled Douluo were probably super Douluo level experts.
Otherwise, they would not dare to come so rashly even though they knew they were in the Mingdu Palace. "Xuanzi, we don't need to be polite to the old black dragon.
He is half a point higher than us in terms of seniority, let's go together!" Du Buushi laughed, and his majestic voice resounded through the sky.
Before he finished speaking, his burly figure had turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Long Xiaoyao.
Although Mr. Xuan's strength is only level ninety-eight, one more person now means more strength. It has to be said that Poison's overall view is still very strong.
Old Xuan frowned, but he only hesitated for a moment before resolutely flying out with Du Buushii.
Xuanzi is already the most powerful person in the world. Although he is a ninety-eighth level super Douluo, how many ninety-nineth level extreme douluo can there be.
So, Xuanzi is really not weak in some respects.
Although Poisonous Immortal broke through to the Ultimate Douluo realm and his strength improved by leaps and bounds, he was still not sure of victory against the veteran Ultimate Douluo Long Xiaoyao.
As the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, Long Xiaoyao has been famous for a long time. His strength is unfathomable and he cannot easily defeat him.
But if you add the experienced Mr. Xuan, the situation will be completely different. Both of them are the top experts in the world, and together they are enough to compete with Long Xiaoyao.
This is not a simple superposition of power, but the fusion of two people's centuries-old cultivation. Their experience and strength complement each other, and the power they can exert is far beyond imagination.
The other titled Douluo saw this and stepped back, leaving the battlefield to these three peak experts. They watched this peak showdown from a distance, intently, for fear of missing any detail.
For them, this is not only an unprecedented battle, but also a rare learning opportunity.
Being able to observe this level of battle at close range is of great benefit to Title Douluo like them.
If they can understand even a little bit from it, it will be of great benefit to their future cultivation.
After all, every level up after Titled Douluo is as difficult as climbing to the sky, especially for those strong people who are stuck at the bottleneck of Super Douluo.
Facing the joint attack of Du Bushu and Xuan Lao, Long Xiaoyao was not afraid of danger, and there was no trace of panic on his face.
He slowly raised his hands, aimed at the two people coming towards him, and slapped them lightly.
Along with a deep dragon roar, it resounded through the sky, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, deafening.
In the perceptions of Du Bushui and Xuan Lao, Long Xiaoyao in front of them seemed to have transformed into an ancient giant dragon, rolling its huge body, revealing its sharp dragon claws, and grabbing at them.
Two pitch-black palm prints rose up in the storm, and in an instant they turned into giant palms that covered the sky and the sun. They were like two majestic mountains, carrying the power of destroying the world and moving toward Du Bushui and Mr. Xuan. Slap away. Seeing this, Du Bushu let out a low roar, his body glowed with green light, and a huge dark green light appeared behind him.
The light and shadow were extremely solid, and it was a huge phantom of the Jade Phosphorus Snake King.
Under the blessing of the phantom of the Jade Phosphorus Snake King, the muscles in the poisonous arms suddenly swelled, and the veins popped out, giving him a full sense of strength.
He stretched out both palms, and the two huge dark green palms faced the two black palm shadows with a harsh sound of breaking through the air.
With a loud "bang", the two energies collided together, erupting into a deafening roar, as if to tear the entire sky apart.
The violent energy fluctuations caused the Mingdu Palace below to tremble violently, as if it would collapse at any time.
Du Buushi snorted and took half a step back involuntarily.
But his giant palms wrapped in dark green light had penetrated deeply into the black palm shadow and tore it apart forcefully.
Xuan Lao's way of coping was full of power and more direct.
His right foot suddenly exerted force, and his majestic body rushed high into the sky like an arrow from the string, taking a solid step in the void.
This step seemed to shake the space and also shocked the hearts of everyone present. Following his steps, a huge phantom of a gluttonous sacred cow appeared behind him.
The shadow is lifelike and majestic. Its huge body seems to be able to cover the sun, moon and stars, exuding an ancient and powerful aura.
Above the head of the Taotie Divine Cow, two huge spiral horns poked out, and the sharp tips shining with cold light pointed straight into the sky, as if they were going to pierce the sky.
Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red, nine soul rings rose from Xuan Lao's feet in sequence, surrounding his body, emitting dazzling light.
Each soul ring represents a legend, a glory, and more importantly, Mr. Xuan’s unfathomable strength.
His eyes were wide open and his energy was shining brightly. He raised his right fist high and punched it out with overwhelming power.
"Boom."
The black palm shadow shattered, and Mr. Xuan flew back more than ten meters in response. Long Xiaoyao in the distance also shook his shoulders slightly.
One on two, Dragon King Douluo still had the upper hand. This is strength!
"Rumble--" There was a thunder-like roar in the sky, and flickering lights and shadows flickered in the sky.
"It's begun. Let's start too." A clear voice sounded in the dark street next to the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.
What is presented here is also a strange scene.
Qiuer. Long Aotian, a sister of the Lan family.
In front of the five Xiao Xiao people, there was a small man who was only about one foot tall but looked like a real person.
Look at that appearance, isn’t it Han Yu? At this time, the light on his body was not conspicuous, and he was floating in front of everyone like an entity. Looking at it like that, he looks a bit like a big shot in the Nascent Soul stage.
Just a few minutes ago, when this form of Hanyu appeared in front of everyone, they were really shocked.
Yes, this is the spiritual body separated by Han Yu.
The body condensed by mental power flew up lightly. He first tried to float in mid-air, then tentatively floated forward for a distance, and then tried to turn around.
Although the whole process was still a bit awkward, it went smoothly.
Han Yu's spiritual body felt everything around him. He found that he was like a ghost, able to penetrate any object. This feeling was very strange.
He controlled his spiritual body to hover in the air several times, feeling this unprecedented freedom.
After adapting to this state, Han Yu decided to go to the location of his friends. He controlled his spiritual body and flew quickly in the direction of his friends.
Along the way, he shuttled between high-rise buildings, overlooking the bustling crowd below, and his heart was full of novelty and excitement.
On the streets near the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, Qiu'er, Long Aotian, the Lan sisters and Xiao Xiao were anxiously waiting for Han Yu's arrival.
They have been waiting here for a long time, and they can't help but feel a little worried.
Suddenly, a faint light flashed in front of them for a few times, and then, a small man only about one foot tall appeared in front of them.
This little man has exquisite facial features and picturesque eyebrows, and he looks exactly like Han Yu.
It's just that at this time, his body was in a translucent state, exuding a faint fluorescent light. He looked like an elf, full of fantasy colors.
"Han Yu? Is that you?" Qiu'er asked tentatively, her eyes full of surprise and disbelief.
"It's me." Han Yu's voice rang in their ears, as clear and sweet as ever.
Qiu'er glanced at him and couldn't help laughing: "You are quite cute like this."
Han Yu rolled her eyes and urged impatiently: " Come on, hurry up. We have to act before them!" He paused, lowered his voice, and said with a hint of solemnity, "Almost all the powerful people have gathered in the palace and the academy. br>It seems that the Sun and Moon Empire has already prepared for this attack on the palace. We have to be careful." He frowned slightly, as if thinking about something. After a moment, he said firmly: "If I guessed correctly, The ninth-level soul engineer who was guarding here was also transferred.
Only in this way can they mobilize other strong men with confidence and boldness. "
Han Yu raised his head, scanned the surrounding environment with sharp eyes, and said in a deep voice: "It depends on how far we fishermen can go in this half hour. "
"Hmm. "Lan Luoluo agreed in a low voice, and walked at the front under the guidance of Han Yu's spiritual power, followed by the other four.
Xiao Xiao walked behind Qiu'er, her eyes drifting to the seated person from time to time. Hanyu on Qiuer's shoulders, a strange light flashed in her eyes. This guy was indeed getting stronger. She sighed in her heart.
This was the place they came to that morning. The place where he quietly came to meet up with others and was detected by Han Yu.
Han Yu also used a spiritual clone that time.
But at that time, his body had no other actions, and the spiritual clone could not use any abilities, so it was much easier to use it. (End of this chapter)