Douluo Continent: Five Thunders Shake the Drums, I am the Thunder Emperor!

Chapter 62 Under the thunder, all the underhanded tricks have nowhere to hide!

"Old ghost!"

Seeing the ghost being sent flying by Yu Yuanzhen's claw, Yue Guan was filled with rage, and a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Stream of Light!"

In an instant.

The petals of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum transformed into countless golden streams of light, which then converged together to form a golden pillar of light that blasted towards Yu Yuanzhen.

The golden pillar of light contained terrifying soul power, as if it would completely engulf Yu Yuanzhen.

"How dare you try your best to master a small skill?"

Yu Yuanzhen snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with lightning, and his fifth spirit ring instantly lit up. "Fifth Spirit Skill, Thunderous Strike!"

With a low shout.

Four enormous bolts of lightning erupted from his body, like four thunder dragons, rushing towards the dazzling light of Yue Guan.

"boom--!"

Thunder and golden light collided violently in the air, unleashing a deafening roar.

Although Yue Guan's dazzling light was powerful, it appeared so fragile in the face of Yu Yuanzhen's four-pronged lightning attack.

Just for a moment.

The golden beam of light was completely shattered by the four bolts of lightning, and Yue Guan was forced to retreat repeatedly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Yue Guan, your strength is passable, but only passable!"

Yu Yuanzhen sneered, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of Yue Guan, reaching out with a claw straight for Yue Guan's chest.

"not good!"

Yue Guan was greatly alarmed.

He hurriedly used his soul skill to defend himself, but Yu Yuanzhen was too fast, and he had no time to react.

"boom--!"

Yu Yuanzhen's Thunder Dragon Claw slammed into Yue Guan's chest.

Yue Guan coughed up a mouthful of blood and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground. His aura instantly weakened.

"Yueguan!"

The ghost struggled to climb out of the cliff and saw that Yue Guan was severely injured. Its eyes widened in fury.

See this scene.

Yu Yuanzhen raised his hand and unleashed another violent bolt of lightning, pressing down on the ghostly figure.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Thunderstorm!"

Sensing a strong threat, the ghost dared not hold back in the slightest and hurriedly defended itself, unleashing its eighth soul skill, "Demons and Monsters!"

In an instant.

Countless dark figures surged forward, but under Yu Yuanzhen's thunder, they were no match and were easily defeated.

The power of thunder, supremely strong and masculine.

The ghostly martial spirit can be said to be naturally countered by the power of thunder!

"Boom!"

Ghost was blasted away once again, crashing heavily to the ground, his injuries worsening and his combat power greatly reduced.

Yu Yuanzhen did not kill him, but only glanced coldly at Gui Mei and said indifferently, "Gui Mei, the four of you have already lost today. Don't make any more futile struggles."

Ghost gritted his teeth, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes, but he also knew that he was no match for Yu Yuanzhen.

"Old Long, don't get too cocky!"

"We, the Spirit Hall, will avenge today's humiliation sooner or later!" Ghost said coldly, his tone carrying a hint of threat.

Upon hearing this, Yu Yuanzhen narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you looking for death?"

at this time.

"Grandpa Yu, I want to try fighting this Ghost Douluo and see the gap between myself and a Title Douluo," Sikong Zhen said.

Hear the words.

After a moment's thought, Yu Yuanzhen nodded and said, "Alright, I'll back you up."

"Thank you!"

Sikong Zhen bowed respectfully, then rode the thunder dragon and flew towards the ghost.

Followed by.

Yu Yuanzhen scanned the sky.

Dugu Bo and Ghost Leopard Douluo are locked in a fierce battle. Their strengths are evenly matched, and it will be difficult to determine a winner in a short time.

"Old Poison Master, your poison skills are indeed strange, but you're still far from being able to defeat me!"

"Ghost Leopard Douluo said coldly, his figure darting around Dugu Bo like a ghost, trying to find his weakness. Dugu Bo was not to be outdone."

The Azure Phosphorus Serpent Emperor Martial Soul coiled behind him, its poisonous mist spreading, and its chilling aura made Ghost Leopard Douluo shudder.

"Ghost Leopard, no matter how fast you are, you can't outrun my poison!" Dugu Bo shouted, and his seventh spirit ring lit up instantly.

"The seventh soul skill, the true form of the Jade Phosphorus Snake King!"

In an instant, Dugu Bo's body transformed into a gigantic Azure Phosphorous Serpent King, its poisonous mist spreading and instantly enveloping Ghost Leopard Douluo.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Ghost Leopard True Form!"

Ghost Leopard Douluo also transformed into a giant black-striped ghost leopard and roared.

Both of them unleashed their Martial Soul True Forms, leveling their combat power once again, making the battle difficult to determine a winner.

"Ghost Leopard, I'm here to help you!" Upon seeing this, Demon Bear Douluo roared and tried to rush over to rescue him.

however,
Yu Yuanzhen had already blocked his way.

"Demon Bear, your opponent is me." Yu Yuanzhen said calmly, his eyes flashing with lightning.

Demon Bear Douluo's face was gloomy, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

He knew he was no match for Yu Yuanzhen, but at this moment he had nowhere to retreat.

"Old Long, don't be so arrogant!"

Demon Bear Douluo roared, and his eighth spirit ring instantly lit up.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Demonic Bear True Form!"

"Eighth Soul Skill, Demonic Bear Shakes the Earth!"

In an instant.

The Demon Bear Douluo's body transformed into a gigantic Blood Demon Bear, and with a powerful slam of his fists, a terrifying surge of soul power swept out, attempting to repel Yu Yuanzhen.

"Unbelievable!"

Yu Yuanzhen merely sneered, and his eighth spirit ring instantly lit up beneath his feet.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Dragon Soaring Thunder Explosion!"

Yu Yuanzhen swung his dragon claws, and countless bolts of lightning transformed into giant dragons, hurtling towards Demon Bear Douluo.

"boom--!"

One after another, giant lightning dragons slammed into the body of Demon Bear Douluo.

"what!"

Demon Bear Douluo let out a miserable cry as he was blasted away by the power of lightning, crashing heavily to the ground, his aura instantly weakening.

Even a level 93 Title Douluo was powerless to resist Yu Yuanzhen.

The difference is bigger than I imagined!

……

"Ghost Douluo, ghostly."

Sikong Zhen arrived above the ghostly figure, looking down at him, his body radiating extreme lightning power.

"You junior, how dare you look down on me? Who gave you the guts!" Ghostly raised his head, his eyes filled with anger.

"Even if I am severely injured, I am still not someone a Soul Emperor like you can contend with!"

Ghostly said in a cold voice, and his seventh spirit ring instantly lit up beneath his feet.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Ghostly True Form!"

In an instant, the ghostly figure transformed into a black shadow, its speed suddenly increasing, and an endless black, sinister aura enveloped the surroundings.

however,
A flash of lightning appeared in Sikong Zhen's eyes as he locked onto the ghostly figure.

"Under the thunder, all underhanded tricks have nowhere to hide!"

Raise your hand and wave.

A sky full of extreme lightning appeared, flashing dazzling light, instantly illuminating this gloomy and dark area.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Five Thunder Heavenly Dragon Slash!"

Sikong Zhen let out a low shout, and the 100,000-year soul ring beneath his feet instantly lit up.

The thunderous dragon beneath their feet roared forth, transforming into a dragon-shaped celestial blade, carrying the momentum of splitting the heavens and earth, and slashing down towards the ghost.

The dragon-shaped celestial blade cleaved through the sky, its sharpness and power shaking the heavens!

The ghostly figure felt the oppressive power of the dragon-shaped heavenly blade, and its expression changed drastically.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Ghostly Shadow Earth Hand!"

Ghostly roared through gritted teeth, a ten-thousand-year-old soul ring beneath his feet gleaming with black light.

A large patch of black shadows appeared beneath his feet, from which numerous shadowy hands reached out, attempting to block Sikong Zhen's Thunderous Heavenly Blade.

(End of this chapter)