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But how could Ghost Shadow Douluo give up so easily? His eyes widened, and his eyeballs seemed to be about to pop out of their sockets.
The veins on his forehead bulged, and each bulge was like a winding earthworm. He once again frantically urged his soul power.
The meridians throughout his body were highlighted due to the excessive output of soul power, and the appearance was extremely terrifying.
He tried to increase the power of this ninth soul skill in an attempt to turn the tide of the battle.
However, Tang Lan's Overlord Wind-Eating Thorn became more and more powerful, and its light became brighter and brighter, like an exploding supernova, so bright that people could not look directly at it.
The resulting wind pressure caused the surrounding ground to begin to crack, and huge cracks spread rapidly like a dense spider web.
Endless darkness seemed to be hidden in the bottomless crack.
The gravel was swept up by a force so powerful that it was astonishing, flying wildly in the air, colliding and rubbing against each other.
Dazzling sparks burst out and crackling sounds are heard.
The entire battlefield was in a mess, as if it had experienced the tragic catastrophe of doomsday and was devastated.
The originally solid land became bumpy, and dust was flying all over the sky, blurring the vision.
"Break it for me!"
Tang Lan shouted loudly, the sound was like a war drum that shook the world, and like rolling thunder, shaking everyone's heart and making their souls tremble. (End of this chapter)
Chapter 805: Titled Douluo's Request for Help
Following Tang Lan's roar, the light of the Tyrant Wind-Eating Thorn burst out instantly.
It was like a blazing sun exploding in an instant, releasing an incomparably dazzling light and extremely scorching energy.
The light instantly dispersed those black ghosts with overwhelming force. Under the illumination of the light, those ghosts
Just like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun, it quickly melted and turned into wisps of black smoke, dissipating into the void.
When Ghost Douluo saw this, his expression turned extremely ugly. His facial features were twisted together with extreme shock and anger, and he looked extremely hideous and terrifying.
He never imagined that Tang Lan's second soul skill would have such astonishing power that it could compete with the ninth soul skill that he had always been proud of and believed to be extremely powerful.
The people watching the battle were all deeply shocked by Tang Lan's unimaginable strength.
For a moment, the battlefield fell into deathly silence.
Everyone's eyes widened, their eyeballs seemed to be about to pop out of their sockets, and their mouths opened wide, as if they were cast under a spell.
Staring blankly at Tang Lan,
My heart was filled with awe and admiration for him, and I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time.
Xingchen Douluo's eyes widened with disbelief.
His eyeballs seemed to be about to pop out of their sockets, his mouth was slightly open, and he was speechless for a long time.
The whole person is like a petrified sculpture.
Ghost Scythe Douluo's hands were shaking constantly, and the shaking became more and more intense, as if they were out of control.
He murmured to himself:
"This... How is this possible... This is completely beyond my imagination. It is simply unbelievable."
Tang Ya covered her mouth, tears glistening in her eyes. Those were tears of excitement and surprise, swirling in her eye sockets.
Her voice was shaking with excitement, and even had a hint of tears in it:
"Tang Lan... He is so powerful... I never thought he could have such amazing strength."
Ma Xiaotao's eyes were filled with fanatical admiration.
That gaze was like a burning flame, hot and intense.
She clenched her fists tightly, the veins on her arms bulged, and shouted loudly:
"Tang Lan, you are our hero! You are our eternal pride!"
Her voice echoed across the battlefield, filled with endless passion.
Jiang Nannan stared at Tang Lan blankly, the expression on her face still seemed to be stuck in that thrilling moment just now.
It took a long time to recover. Her lips trembled slightly, and she murmured softly:
"Is this Tang Lan's strength... It's incredible... It's so extraordinary and powerful that it's unbelievable."
A surprised smile bloomed on Yu'er's face, that smile was like a flower blooming in spring, bright and moving.
She jumped up excitedly, waving her hands in the air and shouting:
"I know that Brother Tang Lan can do it! He never lets us down!"
Ice Bear Douluo and Time Douluo looked at each other and saw deep shock in each other's eyes.
Ice Bear Douluo couldn't help but sigh:
"This boy has a promising future and will surely become famous all over the continent! His talent and potential are rare in the world. If he is trained, he will surely become a legend."
Time Douluo nodded slightly, his eyes never leaving Tang Lan, his eyes full of expectation and approval:
"His performance today is enough to prove his talent and potential. In time, he will surely stand at the top of this continent and become a figure that everyone admires."
Tang Lan holds the Overlord Spear and launches a final attack on Ghost Douluo.
The soul power in his body was like a burning flame, blazing, and the surging power seemed to devour everything around him. The momentum was as majestic as the tide, one wave higher than the other. Tang Lan's eyes were as firm as a rock, without the slightest hesitation or retreat, and there was only persistence and determination for victory in his deep eyes. His steps were steady and powerful, and each step seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force, stepping on the ground, causing a slight tremor, and then fine cracks appeared on the ground, spreading to the surroundings.
The Overlord Spear flashed a dazzling light in his hand, and the light was dazzling, like a bright star descending to the earth. Wherever the tip of the spear pointed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound, as if the prelude to death was playing. At the same time, a layer of mysterious runes suddenly appeared on the spear body, shining with strange light, like an ancient curse awakening.
As Tang Lan exerted force, a stream of blazing flames gushed out from the tip of the Overlord Spear. The flames twisted like a mad dragon, as if they were going to burn everything to ashes. Wherever the flames passed, the space was slightly distorted, as if it could not withstand the terrifying high temperature.
Tang Lan shouted: "Ghost Shadow Douluo, today is the day of your end!"
The sound was like thunder, resounding through the sky and making everyone's eardrums buzz.
His figure flashed and instantly turned into a stream of light. His speed was so fast that a series of afterimages were left behind him.
He rushed towards Ghost Douluo, and wherever he passed, the wind was whistling and sand and rocks were flying.
Seeing this, Ghost Shadow Douluo showed a look of despair and fear on his face.
His expression was distorted beyond recognition, and his eyes were filled with fear.
But he still tried to make a final resistance, which was his last dignity and stubbornness as a Douluo.
He tried desperately to mobilize the little soul power left in his body, which was like a candle in the wind, weak and unstable.
His hands were shaking as he tried to form a defensive shield to block Tang Lan's powerful attack.
However, Tang Lan's attack was unstoppable.
The Overlord Spear, with its indestructible power, stabbed straight at Ghost Shadow Douluo.
The power contained in the tip of the gun seemed to be able to penetrate everything, and the powerful pressure made Ghost Shadow Douluo almost unable to breathe.
The scorching flames instantly devoured Ghost Shadow Douluo's defensive shield, and the shield melted instantly under the burning flames, like thin ice encountering the scorching sun.
At this critical moment, the atmosphere on the battlefield was extremely tense. Everyone held their breath, staring intently at this moment that would decide victory or defeat.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the whole world seemed to be left with only Tang Lan and Ghost Douluo.
Ghost Shadow Douluo was terrified as he looked at Tang Lan, who was coming at him with the power to destroy the world.
He desperately called for help from Ghost Scythe Douluo and Star Douluo:
"Save me! Save me! I don't want to die!"
His voice was filled with fear and despair. It was trembling and crying, as if it was the last cry squeezed out from the depths of his soul.
His original arrogance and domineering attitude had now disappeared, replaced by endless panic.
There was no longer any arrogance or self-conceit in his eyes, only a deep fear of death. (End of this chapter)
Chapter 806 Insurmountable Strength
Ghost Shadow Douluo's body kept shaking as if sifting chaff, and even his voice became broken and hoarse.
"Please, save me, I really don't want to die like this!"
Ghost Douluo continued to wail, his voice full of pleading and helplessness.
His face was as pale as paper, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He looked extremely embarrassed, completely lacking the dignity and demeanor of a powerful Douluo.
The muscles on Ghost Scythe Douluo's face kept twitching violently, and every muscle was jumping involuntarily, as if performing a crazy dance.
His eyes were wide open, filled with deep disbelief and extreme hesitation, and he stammered incoherently:
"This...how is this possible?"
"Ghost Shadow Douluo, he is a feared existence in the spirit master world. How could he be forced into such a desperate and miserable state by a second-ring great spirit master? He even sent us such a desperate request for help?"
"This is simply like a dream, a fantasy, a scene I have never imagined in my life!"
Xingchen Douluo's face instantly turned as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.
He shook his head vigorously and frantically, as if he had suffered a huge blow, and his whole body began to tremble.
His voice was trembling like a candle in the wind, and he said tremblingly:
"I couldn't believe my eyes!"
"Ghost Shadow Douluo is a Titled Douluo. He is also a top-notch strong man with a great reputation and is admired and feared in the spirit master world."
"He has fought countless battles and defeated countless powerful enemies. How could he be beaten by a mere second-ring Great Spirit Master today and be completely defenseless and unable to fight back?"
"This completely overturned my deep-rooted understanding of the level of soul masters' strength, and shattered my definition and imagination of a strong person!"
Xingchen Douluo's brows were tightly knitted together, and the wrinkles on his forehead seemed to be able to kill a fly.
His eyes were filled with deep confusion and constant thinking:
"No matter what, we can't just stand by and watch someone die."
“The situation at hand is too complicated and unpredictable, and Tang Lan’s information is totally inconsistent with what we have received.
""It is possible to force the powerful Ghost Shadow Douluo into such a desperate and miserable situation."
Ghost Scythe Douluo tightly grasped the Ghost Scythe in his hand, with such force that