Douluo: Steal Tang San's luck and become stronger!

Seeing that Sha Ran remained silent, Douluo Minglei continued:

"The combined power is so great that even a Super Douluo would find it difficult to withstand!"

"Your strength is not enough to withstand my ninth-tier floating lightning bead."

Seeing this, the surrounding Soul Douluos dared not make any move and could only retreat at Sha Ran's gesture.

Sha Ran's serious expression slowly gave way to a smile.

Then Sha Ran raised her head, looked at the Nether Thunder Douluo opposite her, and said, "Do you know why I am called Sha Ran?"

"Wherever I go, the land within a three-mile radius has already been assimilated by my sand!"

Do you still think of me standing here?

As soon as he finished speaking, Sha Ran, who was standing in place, suddenly began to turn into sand, then began to crack, and finally turned into a puddle of sand on the ground, and disappeared completely.

"What?! It's gone!!"

"This, how is this possible?"

Even the Tang Clan experts around them were caught off guard by this scene, their mouths agape and their faces filled with disbelief.

"I'm behind you!"

"Fifth Soul Skill, Sandstorm Grip—"

The next moment, Sha Ran's voice rang out again, and then he opened his right hand behind Ming Lei Douluo and made a grabbing motion in mid-air.

Then a huge sand hand rose from the ground, grasping the Nether Thunder Douluo within it, attempting to crush him directly into a pool of blood.

Seeing this, Ming Lei Douluo dared not delay in the slightest and hurriedly summoned two strange soul tools. A golden light shield appeared around his body to protect him.

Seeing the protective shield flashing with light as the giant sand monster grasped it, Nether Thunder Douluo released a second dark purple protective shield around himself before letting out a long breath.

Subsequently, the seventh and sixth soul skills of the Dark Thunder Douluo shone brightly at the same time.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Nether Lightning Enters the Body!"

"Sixth Soul Skill, Thunderous Whip!"

With a loud shout, a bolt of black lightning suddenly shot into his body, causing his hair and beard to dance wildly and his clothes to rustle.

His eyes turned dark purple, and his pupils turned silver-white. His aura instantly reached its peak, like a thunder god descending to earth, terrifying in its power.

Then, Ming Lei Douluo grabbed with his right hand, and a thick, dark purple lightning whip appeared in his hand.

With just a slight flick, it created a huge trench in the ground.

Hou Ming Lei Douluo wielded his lightning whip wildly, breaking several fingers of Sha Tu's hand in just a few strikes.

But Sha Ran was not so easy to deal with. Just as Ming Lei Douluo broke free from control and was about to leave, he heard Sha Ran's loud shout.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Domain of the Sand Sea"

"Eighth Soul Skill, Earth Prison—"

In an instant, the ground within a three-mile radius, centered on Sha Ran, began to turn into quicksand.

Seeing this, all the Soul Masters on the periphery were terrified and began to flee frantically to farther places.

The Tang Clan disciples escaped with almost no resistance.

But the evil spirit masters of the Holy Spirit Cult were unlucky.

They wanted to leave this sandy area quickly, but as soon as they took their left foot out, they found countless sandy hands grabbing their ankles and forcibly pulling them down into the sea of ​​sand.

Screams echoed continuously. No matter how they destroyed the sand hands, hands several times larger than before would reappear, pulling them into the sea of ​​sand until they were completely submerged.

This scene sent chills down the spines of many Tang Sect disciples.

They looked at the yellow wooden tags they were wearing, each one still feeling lingering fear.

It turns out that Elder Sha Ran had a hidden reason for distributing the wooden plaque to everyone in advance.

"Sha Ran, I'm here to help you!"

Just then, Wu Wei roared from a distance, his entire body bursting with golden light, and charged to the huge sand prison, unleashing a punch with all his might.

boom----

A terrifying explosion of soul power rang out the next moment, and the soul power storm spread out, even blowing many Soul Saint experts several meters away.

The Nether Thunder Douluo coughed up blood and flew back several feet before regaining his footing.

The two layers of soul-guided shields shattered instantly under that attack.

"Suffer to death!"

At the same time, Yan Miao suddenly produced a crimson longsword, and a phantom of a fire phoenix appeared behind her, stabbing towards the back of the Netherworld Douluo.

"Ah! This is outrageous!"

"Ninth Soul Skill, Thunderous Escape—"

With a loud shout from the Nether Thunder Douluo, he instantly transformed into a streak of black lightning and fled into the distance.

Yan Miao's attack landed on empty air, completely unable to keep up with the opponent's speed.

"Hmph, trying to run away? Isn't it a bit too late?"

A delicate shout suddenly came from not far away.

Qingxuan, the sect leader of Qingyu Sect, arrived just in time. Her martial spirit was a bluebird, and she quickly blocked Minglei's path.

Then, her red lips parted slightly, and she immediately spewed out a sky full of blue flames, blocking Ming Lei's advance.

Afterwards, Fairy Qingxuan flicked her jade hand, and a beam of azure light transformed into a terrifying halo several dozen feet long, crushing the regenerated Youming until it was blasted into the ground below.

The terrifying cyan light wheel spun continuously, directly knocking the Nether Thunder Douluo back into human form from his Nether Thunder state, and then directly breaking through the soul power protection around him.

The huge gap between the two sides is completely insurmountable by any means.

After the halo disappeared, Ming Lei's body was already broken and covered in blood, his breath was weak, and he looked extremely terrifying.

"You, you are the sect leader of the Azure Feather Sect!"

Ming Lei recognized Qingxuan Fairy immediately. His face had lost all color, and he was filled with immense shock.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to know me. But even so, you will have no chance of escaping from here today."

Fairy Qingxuan's expression was cold and indifferent, devoid of any emotion, and her hands were already ablaze with blue flames.

Before Ming Lei Douluo could even turn around, Sha Ran, Yan Miao, and Wu Wei had already caught up from behind, and the two sides attacked from both sides, completely blocking all of Ming Lei Douluo's escape routes.

On the other side, the Netherworld Douluo was clearly in a much more miserable state.

This guy was not only overwhelmed by Bell, Chen Yue, Dongfang Gu, A Ying and others, but was also overtaken by Lingling and Little Red King, who chased after him and burned him with extreme fire.

At this moment, the Netherworld Douluo had lost his right arm, was covered in blood, and even smelled of burning flesh in the air.

Lingling's strength is so great that even a Super Douluo would find it difficult to handle.

This left the Netherworld Douluo with very few options in the face of that terrifying extreme flame, leaving him only able to flee like a stray dog.

In the end, Little Red King pounced fiercely and instantly subdued Netherworld Douluo.

He was later forcibly captured alive by a group of titled Douluo.

"Hahaha, you think you can catch me like this? Dream on!"