The First Thousand Two Hundred and Ninety-Two Chapters of Long Xie's Wisdom, Convinced (4)
"Long Xie is only 30,000 years old now, and with a titled Douluo who has a martial soul and is so powerful, it is impossible to defeat it with one move."
Wang Feng frowned and said, "It is possible to win by dragging down Long Xie, but a move can only be done with the help of external force..."
Wang Feng seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly looked up at the sky.
I don't know when, the sky today is already cloudy.
Just no thunder, no heavy rain.
It seems, a little bit.
"This guy... is quite smart."
Wang Feng seemed to understand something and couldn't help laughing.
Want to defeat an impossible enemy with one move, without any hole cards.
Then only rely on external force.
Long Xie flew into the air.
At this moment, under the circumstance that Daminglun's martial soul avatar has been revealed, the huge pressure of the domain is condensed like a substance, covering the surrounding area.
It is also fortunate that most of the spirit masters have already finished the competition, otherwise Daming Lun would have to control the domain so as not to interfere with the competition in other areas.
Now it can be controlled without much distraction.
The eighth soul skill is cast, the ink pen draws silver hooks like iron in the void, and the pen walks dragons and snakes.
The realm is the world, the creation of the Wuhun avatar ink pen, and the soul power as the construction, shocked the sky, and outlined scenes of violent storms.
Soul skills are extremely powerful.
In an instant, the entire Hongyu Fighting Soul Platform was full of violent storms.
This kind of violent storm is comparable to the more than 20-level typhoon in Wang Feng's previous life. Of course, Wang Feng has never seen a typhoon above the 18th level in his previous life. It is much stronger than a Category 18 typhoon.
This natural disaster is really terrifying.
It is also fortunate that this Soul Fighting Platform is one body, otherwise it will definitely be blown away.
A super-large range of control and damage,
It can even be said that the soul skill of the semi-forbidden air type.
Only the form of the spirit avatar can fully release this power.
If it were an ordinary flying-type soul beast, it would be difficult to fly in such an environment, even if it was sixty to seventy thousand years old and resisted with all its luck and spirit power.
Daminglun's move is obviously to limit Long Xie to the greatest extent.
The most troublesome thing about flying-type soul beasts is that they have a powerful evasion ability in mid-air. If it weren't for a flying-type soul beast, it would be very disadvantageous against such soul beasts, and their soul skills might not be able to hit.
In another situation, Daming Lun clearly saw that Long Xie had the power to control Thunder.
The wings are purple and there are thunder patterns, but the body is indeed pale yellow.
All swept away by wind and rain.
Once Long Xie is in such an environment, using Thunder will inevitably cause damage to himself.
But obviously, Long Xie has been by Wang Feng's side for so long, and he has already learned the routine of playing cards out of common sense, and he has a plan in his heart.
Every drop fell on him like a sharp blade.
The wind and rain are howling, and his strength is indeed greatly reduced.
The flight speed has weakened by at least 60-70% in mid-air. The huge body loses the advantage of speed and flexibility in mid-air, and it looks particularly bloated.
"Ninth Soul Skill: Ghosts and Gods Weeping from the Gun!"
In mid-air, Daming Lun was graceful and groaned softly.
The temperament of a scholar-type titled Douluo can be seen at a glance.
This move is the ultimate move, combined with the eighth soul skill, it is the ultimate move among the ultimate moves.
I saw that the ink pen, which was nearly 60 meters long, suddenly became smaller in Daminglun's hands, as if to compress all the soul power contained in the martial soul avatar to the extreme.
Immediately afterwards, he stabbed Long Xie with a spear and suddenly enlarged.
The compressed soul power exploded in an instant, and the terrifying power was enough to pierce the sky!
This terrifying momentum burst out under this ancient pen that seemed to have a sense of technology.
The aura was terrifying.
Seeing the countless spirit masters on the scene were fascinated, they were shocked by the power of Title Douluo.
"Haha, your Lord Long is waiting for you to stab me with a pen!"
However, in mid-air, Long Xie was not afraid but rejoiced!
"Thunderbolt, listen to my orders!"
Long Xie's wings suddenly aimed at the sky, and flew up to the sky with all his strength, looking like he was escaping.
In fact, the wings have already made great achievements.
"Ray comes!"
Long Xie let out an ancient roar, and in an instant, the already shining wings blasted out two thunders as thick as buckets, slamming into the sky that was already cloudy.
For example, if a drop of water is dropped in the boiling oil, the thunder that was originally cloudy and cloudy, after Long Xie blasted a thunder, it began to make a thunderous masterpiece.
The thunder that had been brewing for a long time, suddenly rumbled down.
The purple-red Tianlei, in the shape of a branch, slashed straight down from the sky towards the cloud dome.
And the position of the split is not Long Xie, but the ink pen!
An ink pen of more than 60 meters has its own power to attract lightning, especially the nib, which is like a lightning rod...
The thunder rolls that day, it is the natural power of heaven and earth, and it is not controlled by Long Xie at all, but at this time, it seems that Long Xie controls this power of heaven and earth...
This comparison can be said to be very good.
Boom!
Tianlei slammed on the ink pen, and Daminglun's face suddenly paled.
No matter how strong Title Douluo is, it is almost difficult to resist the true power of heaven and earth.
In the Nulong River that day, the tsunami of hundreds of meters caused by the soul demon in the sea wanted to drown the surrounding cities. Feng Qin and Feng Ming, two 98th-level Title Douluos, joined forces to block it. It can be seen how exaggerated the power of nature produced by heaven and earth.
Daminglun is only level 91, and no matter how strong his strength is, he can't be compared with Tianlei that descends from heaven and earth.
The moment the thunder fell on his spirit avatar, the power of his ninth spirit ability was directly slashed into smoke.
Although the martial soul avatar did not dissipate directly, it was still visible, especially the soul core in the center, which was extremely dim.
The situation was reversed in an instant!
"Using the thunder to provoke the power of the thunder to descend, and then using the Wuhun avatar ink pen itself has a somewhat thunder-inducing effect, and when it is mobilized at a critical moment, this guy really succeeds."
Wang Feng couldn't help laughing.
This kind of play is really a bit of his weird style, playing cards out of the way.
As expected of being by my side for so long.
Really defeated Daming Lun in one move!
With the help of the power of Tianlei, it can be regarded as a real brainstorm.
Long Xie flew down from mid-air triumphantly, "Title Douluo, that's all."
The spirit avatar gradually disappeared, and the domain also disappeared.
Daminglun's face was pale, his mental power was injured, and his soul power was empty. To say that he was injured, the real injury was not serious.
It's just that the soul core and martial soul are damaged and need to recover for a few days.
If it were placed ten thousand years ago, and the martial soul avatar was so severely damaged, it is estimated that the best result would be abolished.
It is conceivable that the martial soul avatar has changed a lot 10,000 years ago.
"Convince yourself."
Daminglun sighed lightly, the wisdom of this soul beast is too high.
Even thought of using this method.
It can be said that this is a classic case of the weak defeating the strong. Of course, it is difficult to replicate.
It's just that the soul-bonding beast has such wisdom, then, as the soul-bonding master who cultivated him, naturally there is no need to say more.