Douluo: True Dragon Douluo

"I'm coming too."

Just when Li Yan was at his wits' end, a familiar voice suddenly came from the distance. He saw that the man was wearing gray cloth, and there was a strong blood-evil aura coming from his body.

"Shi Yuan!"

Li Yan couldn't help but feel happy when he saw that man. Unexpectedly, Shi Shiyuan arrived at the critical moment.

Within a moment, Shi Shiyuan came to Li Yan's side and said, "Sect Master, I am here to save you. I hope you will forgive me."

Seeing Shi Shiyuan with his head bowed, Li Yan quickly stretched out his hand to help him up, "What's wrong with him, Shi Yuan, you came just in time, and I asked you to help Marshal Zhao."

"Yes, Sect Master."

Seeing that Li Yan did not blame him, Shi Shiyuan couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart. He immediately released his martial spirit, and a moment later he rushed towards the man in black with Mo Dao in hand.

Seeing someone on Zhao Yunlong's side coming to rescue, the Luo brothers still had a calm expression on their faces.

In their opinion, Shi Shiyuan was just a small Soul Saint and was not qualified to intervene in the battle between Soul Douluo. He would only drag Zhao Yunlong down.

"The seventh soul skill, the real body of the tool soul!"

Shi Shiyuan knew that he was no match for Contra, so he activated the Soul Douluo's true form as soon as he came up.

The long black knife in his hand suddenly swelled in the wind, and grew to more than ten meters in an instant.

The original black blade gradually turned into a bright red, and a torrential bloody energy surged out of the long blade.

"This is……"

The Luo brothers couldn't help but frown. The martial soul of the man in front of them looked somewhat similar to that of evil soul masters like them. The only difference was the evil aura.

But with this rich blood evil energy, it meets their conditions for joining the religion.

Thinking of this, Luo Jiang couldn't help but love talents, and couldn't help blurting out: "That kid in front of you, I don't care who you are, if you are interested in joining us, the leader of my religion is a powerful person at the Title Douluo level, if you can After getting his guidance, I will definitely be able to break through to the realm of Titled Douluo."

Although Luo Jiang didn't offer generous terms, he had to say that what he said was very tempting. After all, no soul master didn't want to cultivate to the realm of a titled Douluo.

Compared with standing on the top of a soul master, the so-called money, fame and fortune, and even power are not that important.

Luo Jiang believed that only smart people would know how to choose... But unfortunately, Shi Shiyuan was obviously different from what he imagined, even different from ordinary people.

"The sixth soul skill, Mo Dao Formation."

Luo Jiang also didn't expect that the person who responded to him would be the shadows of hundreds of long knives. In the blink of an eye, those flying knives flew next to him, and then formed a circle to surround him.

Luo Jiang unexpectedly found that he was somewhat unable to move.

In fact, this is also his fault for being too careless. Originally, with his Contra-level cultivation, Shi Shiyuan's soul skills should not be able to be used so easily. It's a pity that Luo Jiang put all his energy on Zhao Yunlong, in order to fight against Tongtian Thunder Pillar, he condensed all his soul power into the Fire Elephant Hammer, which gave Shi Shiyuan an opportunity to take advantage of. Otherwise, with his Soul Douluo cultivation, how could he not be able to escape from a mere Soul Saint level attack.

Unfortunately, it was too late to regret now. Facing the knife shadows coming from all directions around him, Luo Jiang could only resist.

"Pfft..."

In just a moment, dozens of blood-red scars appeared on Luo Jiang's body, and the blood slipped quietly from his skin.

Although he is a Soul Douluo, the physical body of a weapon soul master is not as good as that of a beast soul master. He has never practiced body refining techniques, and the strength of a single-round physical body is even lower than that of Li Yan.

Seeing his brother being injured, Luo Hai was immediately furious, and an astonishing anger surged out of him.

"Fire Elephant Town Territory."

Luo Hai shouted loudly. With the blessing of soul skills, the fire elephant hammer in his hand suddenly increased in strength. In an instant, it surged to about [-] kilograms, suppressing Zhao Yunlong until he couldn't breathe.

No one thought that Luo Hai had such a method.

Thirty thousand kilograms of strength is almost the limit of a peak Contra. Rumor has it that even Dugu Bo, a titled Douluo, only has a total strength of about thirty-seven thousand kilograms.

And Luo Hai is just an 83-level Contra, but he can actually have a strength of [-] kilograms, which is simply unbelievable.

In fact, Luo Hai doesn't want to use the soul skill of Fire Elephant Suppression, because although it can increase his power countless times, the subsequent side effects are too great, so he rarely uses this soul skill. If If his brother's injury hadn't sent him into a state of rage, he wouldn't have been so reckless.

With Luo Hai's suppression, Luo Jiang could finally free his hands to fight back against Shi Shiyuan.

"You are a brat with no martial ethics. I will show you Contra's wrath later."

Luo Jiang stared at Shi Shiyuan coldly, with a cruel smile on his face, and the original appreciation in his pupils turned into strong hatred.

Luo Jiang Zongheng, a soul master for many years, thought that the scars on his body were not as many as those caused by Shi Shiyuan. Moreover, the other party was only a soul saint, and his soul power level was much lower than his.

How could Luo Jiang not hate such a shame and humiliation?

He immediately raised the fire hammer and came to Shi Shiyuan in a flash.

"This is my first time facing Contra, come on! Let me see what the gap is between us."

Shi Shiyuan knew that it was useless to escape, so luckily he let go. It was a rare opportunity to compete with a Contra.

Shi Shiyuan clenched the long knife in his hand and rushed forward without hesitation. Although there was a gap between the two in their realms, he believed that he could still withstand a wave with his own combat experience.

In a moment, the two of them were fighting. Although Shi Shiyuan was very talented, he was only a Soul Saint after all. In the past, his all-conquering blood evil aura had no effect on Luo Jiang.

Shi Shiyuan was at a disadvantage at the beginning. Li Yan wanted to help, but he was just a Soul Saint now, and the battle in front of him was obviously beyond his ability.

Even though his martial soul is powerful, the gap in soul power of dozens of levels is far beyond what the quality of the martial soul can make up for.

So Li Yan could only worry here, "Strength, my current strength is still not strong enough."

Li Yan has never longed for power as much as he does now. Only with enough power can he protect the people around him.

"No, we can't just watch here."

Just when Li Yan was secretly annoyed and hating that he couldn't help, he suddenly had an idea and thought of a way.

"Maybe you can give it a try..."

Li Yan thought that every time he encountered danger, Groudon would appear to help him solve the crisis. Maybe he could summon it to deal with the enemy in front of him.

"Groudon, come out!"

……

"Can not be done!"

Li Yan frowned, "Is there something wrong with the method?"

"Go! Groudon."

"Go Groudon!"

"Lao Gu, come out quickly!"

The air suddenly quieted down.

Li Yan was speechless. He tried every method, but Groudon still didn't show up.

"Can't fly! Come out here."