Douluo: The Ultimate Fire Spirit Auction

Old Mu was not afraid at all. A dragon roar sounded from his mouth, and the Holy Dragon of Light martial spirit transformed into a huge dragon. It opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a golden flame containing terrifying energy, heading towards Zhongli Wu's attack.

"boom!"

Two golden streams of light collided with each other, and in an instant, the heaven and earth seemed to stop breathing.

A powerful energy storm spread wildly around the collision point.

The surrounding mountains collapsed in the storm, and huge ravines were torn into the earth.

Everyone tried their best to resist the terrifying aftermath.

While Mu Lao and Zhongli Wu were fighting fiercely, the battles on other battlefields were equally intense.

The strong men from Shrek Academy and the Body Sect fought a desperate battle with Zhongli Wu's men.

The battle lasted for a long time and both sides suffered heavy losses.

Although Zhongli Wu copied Mu Lao's strength, he was ultimately unable to fully unleash the full power of the Extreme Douluo.

His movements became slower and slower, and his control over his strength became weaker and weaker.

Mu Lao and others kept looking for his flaws during the battle, ready to deliver a fatal blow.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, Zhongli Wu suddenly saw an opportunity.

He keenly captured the moment when Mu Lao and others were slightly distracted due to the long battle.

A hint of caution flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly leaped back. The powerful soul power exploded under his feet, and the whole person jumped out of the battle circle like a meteor.

Then, without hesitation, he signaled the Titled Douluo of the Holy Spirit Church to immediately leave the battlefield and flee quickly into the distance.

"Oh no, he's trying to run, chase him!"

When Mr. Xuan saw this, he thought to himself that something was wrong.

He knew very well that if Zhongli Wu was allowed to escape with the "Heaven-Devouring Spirit Art", the consequences would be disastrous.

He immediately chased after him, but Zhongli Wu was prepared.

During the escape, he continuously used disruptive soul skills, and black smoke, sharp bone spurs, and strange traps appeared one after another, greatly hindering the pursuit of everyone.

Moreover, with the copied Extreme Douluo speed, he quickly widened the distance between himself and the others.

"We can't let him get away. We must catch up with him."

Old Mu knew very well that if Zhongli Wu escaped, the continent would be doomed.

He took a deep breath and his eyes became extremely determined.

With a roar, the power of the Extreme Douluo in his body poured out like a volcanic eruption.

The bright Holy Dragon Martial Spirit in his hand shone brightly, and the entire world seemed to be shrouded in golden light.

"The Dragon King shakes the realm!"

Old Mu shouted again, his voice filled with endless majesty and power.

A huge golden circle spread out from his hand, and wherever it passed, the space was distorted.

Behind the circle, the shadow of a huge holy dragon of light slowly emerged, its body wrapped in golden lightning. Carrying a devastating pressure, it chased towards Zhongli Wu.

Golden lightning raged in the void, as if to destroy everything.

Wherever it went, the air exploded and space shattered.

This powerful fighting skill specifically designed to defeat evil soul masters, with the strength of Mu Lao's Extreme Douluo, swept towards Zhongli Wu like an unstoppable torrent.

Chapter 96 Reinforcements Arrive

"not good!"

Zhongli Wu in front of him felt his hair stand on end, and a piercing chill ran up his spine to the back of his head.

He turned his head and saw that Moon's body was surrounded by golden light, and his vast soul power was surging like a raging storm.

A golden dragon phantom, a hundred meters long, with its head held high and its roar shaking the sky, roared towards him.

Zhongli Wu naturally knew the horror of this move.

Moon's martial soul contains the power of light, and this move is specifically designed to defeat evil soul masters.

Although he forcibly copied Moon's Extreme Douluo's strength through the Wuhun Copy Mirror, this power was incompatible with the original evil power in his body and conflicted with each other.

At this moment, even if he could barely block this attack, he would probably suffer a serious backlash and end up seriously injured and dying.

Zhongli Wu gritted his teeth, bloodshot in his eyes, and tried his best to mobilize every bit of strength in his body.

At the same time, three Titled Douluo warriors from the Holy Spirit Church quickly came to his side, each displaying their martial spirits and releasing powerful soul power, ready to resist Moon's attack.

"boom!"

At this critical moment, the sky suddenly shook violently, and the space was distorted like a broken mirror.

A figure as dark as the night slowly walked out, emitting a heart-pounding dark aura all around him, as if even the light was swallowed by it.

The person who came was Long Xiaoyao from the Holy Spirit Church. His eyes were as cold as a knife, and his gaze across the battlefield revealed an arrogance that showed he was indifferent to all living things.

"Buzz!"

With a flash of his body, Long Xiaoyao stood in front of Zhongli Wu like a ghost. The black soul power around him surged and turned into a thick black barrier.

Dark patterns flow on the surface, emitting a mysterious and dangerous aura.

Mu Lao's "Dragon Emperor Shocking Realm" was majestic, and the golden dragon phantom roared and crashed into Long Xiaoyao's black barrier.

In an instant, the heaven and earth seemed to stop, and the strong light made it impossible to open people's eyes.

"Bang!" There was a loud and deafening sound, and a powerful soul power storm spread out like ripples with the collision point as the center.

"Moon, you passed."

Long Xiaoyao's voice was low and cold, as if it came from the abyss of the underworld, with an unquestionable majesty.

His figure remained motionless in the soul power storm, and the black soul power flowed around his body, forming an invisible protective shield that blocked all the raging soul power outside his body.

Mu Lao frowned and said solemnly, "Long Xiaoyao, that 'Heaven Devouring Spirit Art' is too evil. If it falls into the hands of the Holy Spirit Cult, it will surely bring disaster to the entire Douluo Continent."

"As a powerful person on the continent, don't you care about the safety of the people?"

The golden soul power around him surged again, and the golden dragon shadow behind him raised its head and roared.

Long Xiaoyao sneered, his laughter full of disdain and ridicule: "Humph, Moon, stop accusing me with those high-sounding words."

"Douluo Continent is a world where the strong are respected. If the Holy Spirit Cult can become stronger with this technique, then why not?"

Behind him, a huge black dragon slowly emerged, its body wrapped in black mist, its scales gleaming with faint light, and its mouth wide open, as if it could swallow everything.

Upon seeing this, Xuan Lao and the others glared at him, their soul power surging throughout their bodies, and they were ready to fight at any time.

Du Bu Si was furious and shouted, "Long Xiaoyao, don't be stubborn! Even if we risk our lives today, we won't let you leave with the Heaven Devouring Spirit Art.

Long Xiaoyao was not moved at all. His eyes focused and the black soul power around him suddenly surged like a volcanic eruption.

The powerful pressure spread out in all directions like a substance.

As his momentum grew, the black dragon behind him became larger and larger. The dragon's body circled in the sky, blocking out the sun, and the entire sky suddenly fell into endless darkness.

The oppressive atmosphere made it difficult for everyone present to breathe, as if a mountain was pressing on their chest, and even the circulation of soul power became difficult.

Immediately afterwards, the nine soul rings on Long Xiaoyao's body flashed one after another.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red, red.

Each soul ring emitted a dazzling light, and the aura of the Extreme Douluo was released without reservation, like an invisible wave, impacting everyone's minds.

"You can try. If anyone dares to stop me today, don't blame me for being rude."

Long Xiaoyao's voice was cold and domineering, and his words were full of threats.

After saying that, he waved his hand, and a black air wave like a giant black python swept towards Mu Lao and others.

Wherever the air wave passed, space was distorted and the air made a sharp whistling sound.

Mu Lao and the others' expressions changed drastically, and they quickly mobilized their soul power to resist with all their might.

"Bang bang bang!"

They all used their strongest defensive skills. For a moment, all kinds of lights flashed and soul power intertwined.

However, Long Xiaoyao's strength was too strong, and the black air wave was as unstoppable as a surging tide.

Under the impact of the air wave, everyone retreated like leaves in the wind, their faces becoming very ugly.

Some had blood oozing from the corners of their mouths, and it was obvious that they had suffered serious injuries.

Old Mu sighed inwardly. With Long Xiaoyao here today, it would be impossible to keep Zhongli Wu and the "Heaven-Devouring Spirit Art".

"Humph!"

Seeing that Mu Lao and others no longer tried to stop him, Long Xiaoyao snorted coldly, then disappeared from the spot with Zhongli Wu and others.

All that was left was a devastated battlefield and people with unwilling faces.

Zhongli Wu's heart was filled with surprise and gratitude. He knew very well that if Long Xiaoyao had not arrived in time, he would probably have died here today.

……

Holy Spirit Church Headquarters.

Beneath the blood-red earth, in a mysterious and gloomy underground palace.

Zhongli Wu followed Long Xiaoyao back to the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Church.

The palace was filled with a strong evil aura. The walls were inlaid with gems emitting faint light, illuminating the entire space and making it appear even more eerie and terrifying.

"What happened?"

At this moment, a cold and majestic voice came from the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, a woman in a red long dress walked out slowly. Her steps were elegant and calm, and she exuded a powerful and mysterious aura.

This person is Ye Xishui.

After hearing these words, Zhongli Wu breathed a sigh of relief.

The situation was urgent at the time, and he could only send a distress message in a hurry, without having time to explain the specific situation.