Douluo Fight God of War

Time is passing slowly, waiting for the members of the Royal Dou Team to wake up.

Originally, the Royal Dou Team thought that this match had already been explained, but when they saw Zhang Ruochen sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of them, surprise was directly revealed on their faces.

"Of course you are awake. Then let's continue the team fight. As long as you can defeat me, then you will win this game."

Zhang Ruochen stood up slowly, looked at Yu Tianheng and others in front of him, and said calmly.

Yufeng and Osluo looked at Zhang Ruochen angrily and said, "Are you looking down on us?"

Zhang Ruochen looked at Yufeng and Osluo who were standing up, snorted coldly, raised his left hand, and waved to everyone in the Huangdou Team, not planning to talk to anyone in the Huangdou Team.

"you"

Yufeng and Osluo, after all, were outstanding geniuses in the Tiandou Royal Academy, but they were ignored, and they were furious.

Yufeng and Oslo no longer held back, and their purple soul rings shone brightly.

"The third soul skill, the wind and clouds are surging"

"The third soul skill, Leopard Shadow Clone"

In an instant, more than a dozen figures of Oslo appeared on the ring, and all of them followed the cyan wind blades towards Zhang Ruochen.

Seeing that Oslo rushed towards Zhang Ruochen without any hesitation, Yu Tianheng quickly reminded: "Xiao Luo, be careful."

Under this situation, Yu Tianheng's potential burst out instantly, and the second and third soul rings lit up at the same time.

"Second Soul Skill, Thunderbolt"

"Third Soul Skill, Thunder's Fury"

At this moment, Yu Tianheng chose not to hold back any longer regarding his teammates' worries, and shot towards Zhang Ruochen.

After all, Zhang Ruochen said that as long as they defeated him, they would win.And Yu Tianheng believes that with the strength of the six of them, it is not impossible to defeat Zhang Ruochen.

Moreover, as a blue electric Tyrannosaurus spirit that can only absorb sub-dragon spirit beasts to become spirit rings, the spirit skills produced by each spirit ring are obviously twice as powerful as ordinary spirit rings of the same age.

For example, the status soul skill released by Yu Tianheng at this time, the third soul skill, Wrath of Thunder, although it is only a soul ring produced by a thousand-year soul beast, the level of this third soul ring can completely reach the fourth level. The standard for soul rings.

As for Yu Tianheng's third soul skill, Thunder's Wrath, it allows the soul master to increase the power of thunder and lightning by 100% and the soul power by 50% within a certain period of time.

At this moment, an extremely dazzling purple thunder light appeared on Yu Tianheng's body, and then a series of thunder snakes wrapped around Yu Tianheng.

With the blessing of the third soul skill, Yu Tianheng directly surpassed Oslo and came to Zhang Ruochen's side.

"Thunderbolt"

The countless thunder snakes coiled around Yu Tianheng's body instantly enlarged at the same time, and then turned into countless thunder and lightning arrows and shot towards Zhang Ruochen.

This blow was already Yu Tianheng's strongest blow.Under the % increase in thunder and lightning power of Thunder Wrath, Thunder Wanjun directly burst out with unparalleled attack power.

Although Yu Tianheng himself would consume a lot of soul power and mind every time he unleashed his thunderous rage, and it would also put a considerable load on his body.

Under normal circumstances, if he was not in a crisis, Yu Tianheng would never release his third soul skill so easily.

However, although there was no major crisis in this game, it was still related to their glory.

With the magic sleeping method under his feet, Zhang Ruochen looked at the thunder snake and wind blade passing by him, and gave a mocking smile to Yu Tianheng in front of him.

As for Oslo

Under Zhang Ruochen's brilliant eyes, Oslo was like a fool, spinning back and forth around him, and finally bumped directly into Zhang Ruochen's hand.

Holding the stick in his right hand and squeezing Oslo's head with his left hand, Zhang Ruochen just needs to apply a little force and Oslo's head will definitely explode in his hand like a watermelon.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Oslo struggling in his hands, snorted coldly, and threw Oslo out of the field, the golden cudgel dancing in his hands again and again.

Even if he doesn't open himself