Douluo: Qian Renxue’s Road to Defeating the Gods

Green miasma swells, evil spirits wail, and a strange smell emanates everywhere...

"Golden Thirteen Halberds, Shield of the Sea!"

At this moment, Tang San did not feel safe at all, and hurriedly used the trident to draw a water escape to defend himself. At this moment, a strange scene appeared, the water shield that had just been condensed and formed disintegrated in an instant, and turned into bits of divine power that were assimilated and swallowed by the realm, and instead became nutrients to increase the realm.

"this…"

Tang San didn't believe it and drew his shield again, but the result was the same as last time. Could it be that this realm has the function of imprisoning magical skills?
"Divine skill, Dark Meteorite!"

Bibi Dong rotated the magic sickle and lightly tapped it. Suddenly, a black vortex appeared above Tang San's head. Black lightning seemed to lock onto him. No matter how he dodged, he could not escape its bombardment. Tang San was beaten badly. Although he did not suffer any external injuries, his internal organs felt as if they were shattered, causing him unbearable pain.

Is the defense of my divine armor that poor? It shouldn't be like that. Judging from the divine skills released by Bibi Dong, the power is definitely not that strong!
"Gone never to return!"

The Poseidon Trident flew out of his hand and was thrown towards the black vortex. The black vortex turned into a meteorite and collided with the trident, breaking into pieces in an instant. However, under the urging of divine power, the trident returned safely to Tang San's hands.

The magical skills are not completely ineffective, but the defensive skills are restricted. Moreover, the attack power that is gone seems to have become stronger than before. Could it be this strange realm?

At this moment, Tang San vaguely guessed what effect this realm would bring. Luosha was the god of strong attack, and this realm could be said to be a battlefield tailor-made for her, strengthening attacks, weakening defenses, and limiting defensive skills!

"Sea God's clone!"

"Teleport!"

Tang San used Taiyin True Water to create two clones, but when he wanted to use teleportation, his body stopped responding...

Teleportation is also not possible? Tang San sighed. As expected, it was too weak to use her realm to fight back. Besides, her level in this realm was much higher than his.

"Realm, the realm of the sea god!"

In this case, let's use the Seagod's Realm to forcibly cover her realm and let her experience the power of her home turf!
"Want to cover the realm? Do you have the ability to do so?"

Bibi Dong swung the magic sickle at Tang San's head and chopped it down. Tang San blocked it with his halberd. The two magical weapons collided, creating a bright spark.

Tang San became more and more frightened as the fight went on. Bibi Dong's fighting skills and experience were far beyond his reach. Moreover, as a member of the Tang Sect, close combat with weapons was a huge disadvantage. If it dragged on, I'm afraid...

However, he didn't want to reveal his trump card, and Lord Shura didn't give him the magic sword. Without the magic sword, could he really break through the defense of Rakshasa and give him a fatal blow? He was unsure and didn't want to gamble...

The situation became increasingly critical, and Xiao Wu with the Treasure Bag was becoming more and more impatient as she had not received Tang San's orders. If Tang San was in danger, she would rush out to protect him no matter what!
"Hey! Bibi Dong! Look over here!"

Just when Tang San showed signs of defeat, the other Shrek members became anxious, so they came up with a plan, which was to attack Wei to save Zhao, attack the Wuhun Empire army and force Bibi Dong to give up attacking Tang San.

Bibi Dong turned around and felt powerless. Although the priests and elders were holding the defense line and preventing the Wuhun Empire's army from being damaged, Bibi Dong knew very well that these guys all had inheritance from gods. Once they used their divine power, they might not be able to resist.

"Martial soul fusion, Netherworld White Tiger!"

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing didn't want to give Bibi Dong time to react. The more pressure they put on the Spirit Empire, the less pressure Tang San would have, and Bibi Dong might even lose her composure. The huge white tiger and civet cat fused together, with strange black stripes all over its body, especially the dark wings behind it, adding a bit of kingly momentum.

"Tiger? The dragon is dead, a tiger would be nice too!"

The lion priest could not wait to transform into a flaming lion and pounce on the Netherworld White Tiger. The two giant beasts roared, and in an instant the earth shook and the sky collapsed.

After fighting for several rounds, Dai Mubai did not expect that this Lion Priest was so powerful. With the power of level ninety-six, he was able to stop him and Zhu Zhuqing's martial soul fusion skill which was comparable to the god-level. Feeling embarrassed, Dai Mubai no longer hid and chose to use his divine power immediately!

A sound of wind and thunder exploded between heaven and earth, and black and white lightning appeared from the front paws of the Nether White Tiger. Its size kept growing, and it had already surpassed the Fiery Lion by several times!
The sky also became extremely dark, with dark clouds covering the sky. The depressing atmosphere made the lion worshiper feel timid and he could not help but take a few steps back.

"Damn lion... let's see the true strength of the Netherworld White Tiger!"

"White Tiger of the Netherworld, a divine strike!"

The Netherworld White Tiger stretched out its front paws and leaped high into the air, letting out a violent tiger roar. It contained the power of wind and thunder, and struck a blow of divine wrath at the face of the Fiery Lion!
"Even if I die...I will still fight to the last moment!"

The flaming lion grasped the ground tightly with all four claws. The wind that came with the attack alone made it so that he couldn't raise his head. He knew that he would have no chance of survival after this blow, but even so, he had to let out one last roar!

The roar of the lion king!
"Ninth soul skill! The red flames burn the enemy clouds, the lion's roar scares all beasts, the flames shake the earth, and the mad lion roars to the sky!"

The lion priest raised his head with difficulty and saw a green figure in the raging wind! That was...

"Third Brother Qingluan..."

"The wind helps the fire, and the fire uses the wind's power. Fourth brother, I think you have forgotten your third brother when you are old..."

The lion priest laughed in silence, then his eyes fixed, and a strange flame formation appeared on the ground, which instantly turned into a pool of boiling and terrifying lava!

"now it's right!"

The Blue Luan worshipper smiled slightly, and the huge Blue Luan bird let out a loud phoenix cry and circled in the air at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

"Even if a violent storm suddenly blows, the phoenix dances with the wind and travels thousands of miles!"

A huge tornado immediately enveloped the Qingluan Priest and the Xiongshi Priest. The powerful airflow was mixed with blue soul power, just like the Qingluan Priest himself. Even Dai Mubai felt that his falling speed was slowed down by this wind.

But he could still see Qingluan and Xiongshi in the eye of the storm!

"You think you can beat me with a stinky bird? Wish!"

A bolt of lightning flashed from the thick dark clouds and hit the white tiger's wings. The wings actually absorbed the power of the thunder, and the body seemed to become stronger. The sense of obstruction brought to him by the strong wind also became weaker!
"Suffer to death!"

Qingluan Douluo, with a green soul energy aura all over his body, smiled, then made a hushing gesture, and followed Qingluan into the lava abyss created by the Lion Priest!
(End of this chapter)