Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1301: Title revealed! Blazing sun breaks the calamity, phoenix flame in the sky!
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Bing Ruibo was in a desperate situation at the moment. The scorching flames spewed out by the Red Flame Demon Tiger were like a raging tide, drowning him. The scorching air waves seemed to burn him to ashes, and the breath of death was like a maggot on his tarsal bones, tightly wrapped around him.

At this critical moment, when life was hanging by a thread, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the top of Phoenix Mountain, as if a god had written a stroke of his brush, outlining a column of light rising into the sky on the dark battlefield.

In the light, a figure quickly emerged. It was an old man in a plain white robe.

His posture is like a proud pine tree, and his soul power is as gentle as a gurgling stream, yet it contains a deep and powerful force like the vast ocean. Every step he takes seems to be followed by wind and clouds.

The old man's eyes were burning, instantly locking onto Bing Ruibo who was trapped in the flames.

He just waved his hands gracefully, and a huge soul power shield appeared out of thin air, like a crystal clear yet indestructible glass barrier, lying steadily in front of Bing Ruibo.

The scorching flames hit the shield, but it was like a drop in the ocean, disappearing into thin air in an instant.

"Title Douluo!"

I don't know who cried out first, but this cry was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples in the army.

The old man's eyes flashed, and the black soul ring around his body rippled like a ripple. The deep black seemed to contain endless mysteries and power.

"Eighth Soul Skill - Solar Beam!"

He roared, his voice like a huge bell, resounding through heaven and earth.

In an instant, a beam of blazing and dazzling light shot out from his hand, seemingly tearing apart the chaotic battlefield. With the force of destroying mountains and collapsing hills, it violently collided with the hastily responding Red Flame Demon Tiger.

"Boom!" With a deafening sound, the aftermath of energy swept around like a storm, raising dust and shaking the earth.

The Scarlet Flame Demon Tiger was blown away two or three hundred meters like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Taking advantage of this perfect opportunity, the old man muttered something in a low and mysterious voice, like a call from ancient times.

"Sixth Soul Skill - Sun Blur!"

He quickly formed seals with his hands, and the sunflower martial spirit behind him suddenly shone with brilliant light, like a blazing sun rising over the battlefield.

Mysterious runes condensed from the sunflower martial soul, flashing with colorful light, like a meteor across the night sky, with a sound of breaking through the air, shooting towards the group of soul beasts like a storm.

Wherever the rune went, the soul beasts screamed in pain. The sound was sharp and piercing, as if they were issuing their final wail to fate.

Their bodies were as if under a spell, frozen in place, unable to move, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

When the soldiers of the Barak Kingdom saw this scene, flames ignited in their eyes and their morale instantly boosted like a raging fire.

They roared, and took the opportunity to launch a counterattack like a tiger descending from the mountain. With flashes of swords and sabers, they beat the soul beasts back step by step and made them completely defeated.

Sunflower Martial Spirit, strong attack and strong control!
The Scarlet Flame Demon Tiger struggled to get up from the ground and roared angrily: "Scorching Sun Douluo! Oinuo!"

The old man smiled at it carefreely and said, "Hey, hey, hey, stop yelling, I'm here."

He looked so relaxed, as if the ferocious soul beast before him was just an insignificant little animal.

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The sky was thick with war clouds, as if the heaven and earth were covered with a thick layer of darkness.

The falcon cavalry of the Xuanniao Legion were like black lightning, fighting a desperate battle with the circling and entangled flying snake soul beasts. The two were intertwined and surging like dark clouds covering the sky.

The originally clear sky was completely covered, leaving only the occasional flickering soul light, like a little spark in the darkness. The thousand-foot green peak stood proudly in the clouds, and on the top of the peak, the heat wave surged like a tide, as if there was a roaring underground fire in the belly of the mountain.

In mid-air, seven streams of blazing fire streaked across the sky, fiercely engaging with dozens or even hundreds of red birds. Flames and wings flew together, and soul power and murderous intent danced together.

Looking closely, those seven streams of fire were actually the five Soul Saints and two Soul Douluos of the Nihuang Ma family.

They were agile and vigorous, with powerful spirits, causing the world to change drastically.

The air waves were like surging waves, one after another, emptying into the surroundings, and the air was compressed to the point of making a sharp whistling sound.

Under the impact of this violent air wave, the earth trembled violently and the mountains shook.

Looking up into the sky, one could see even more terrifying battle waves surging there.

A gigantic three-headed red-feathered bird flapped its wings and flew high into the sky. It had a huge body with flames burning all over its body. Its six blood-red eyes were like six scarlet lanterns, which opened at the same time, emitting a terrifying murderous light.

In an instant, feathers all over the sky whizzed down like a swarm of locusts, turning into a rain of poisonous arrows that poured down with the sound of breaking through the air.

However, a huge ball of purple-black flame rose up into the sky like an angry dragon emerging from the sea.

The flame was hot and violent. Wherever it went, the air was ignited and made crackling sounds.

It quickly wrapped itself in the rain of arrows, and the poisoned feathers instantly melted under the scorching flames, turning into wisps of green smoke and dissipating into nothingness.

The three red-feathered birds let out a long cry, the sound was so sharp and piercing that it seemed to pierce through the human eardrum.

Its eyes widened with anger, and it shouted at the people below: "Ma Tianyang, you attacked our Phoenix Tower without authorization. Aren't you afraid that our emperor will be furious and bring down a catastrophic disaster?!"

Ma Tianyang stood proudly, glanced coldly at the three-headed red-feathered bird, with a hint of extreme contempt at the corner of his mouth, as if he was looking at a jumping clown.

"Phoenix Mountain is the hometown of the Phoenix descendants of our Divine Bird Sect."

"You guys took it away by force during the last catastrophe, do you really think it's yours?"

"Don't you even consider whether you have the destiny?"

He nonchalantly picked his ears, his action showing a certain casualness and disdain.

"Also, why did you pull that old corrosive monster out?"

"If the Snake Emperor, one of the Four Emperors, came in person, I might show him some respect."

"But that old Corrosion Monster is just a guy with a false reputation. He is not so famous that I should take him seriously!"

Ma Tianyang curled his lips in disdain and continued, "Stop nagging here and worry about yourself."

"Let's see if that old monster of corrosion can save you in time. Maybe when your soul is scattered, it will still be hiding in some corner."

Before he finished speaking, Ma Tianyang's body suddenly rose taller, he looked up to the sky and let out a long roar. His red wings rose into the sky like flames, and the blazing light illuminated his determined face.

"Fire Fusion Technique!"

In an instant, his soul power surged wildly, as if endless flames were burning in his body.

Then, he quickly formed seals with both hands, "Five-round Phoenix Technique - Phoenix Fire Charge!"

(End of this chapter)