Douluo: Summon the God and Demon Li Xin, Thousand Flows Tremble

Chapter 173 My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of God! The God of Death VS the Ghost King!

The spirit masters of the Spirit Hall were even more furious when they saw how powerful Sima Yi was.

"How is this possible? That was Master Ghost Douluo's powerful range attack!"

"Is Sima Yi a monster? How can he resolve such a difficult situation?"

"It's over, it's over. It looks like this battle won't end so easily."

For a moment, the battlefield was filled with surprise and anxiety about the unknown outcome.

Ghost Douluo looked solemn, and his spirit ring continued to shine!

"The sixth soul skill, the devil!"

In an instant, multiple clones that looked exactly like him appeared around him. Each clone had a physical body and exuded a sinister aura.

These clones quickly dispersed and rushed towards Sima Yi from different directions.

Ghost Douluo's real body is hidden in it, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Suddenly, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Ghost Douluo's eyes, and he detonated several of his clones.

boom!
A huge explosion sounded, and the powerful impact force spread in all directions, trying to drag Sima Yi into it.

And when Sima Yi swung the Grim Reaper's scythe to launch a counterattack, Ghost Douluo cleverly switched positions with his clone, allowing the clone to bear the attack.

Then, Ghost Douluo seized the opportunity, gathered multiple clones together, and detonated them at the same time without hesitation.

boom!
There was a deafening roar, followed by a huge explosion, flames shot up into the sky, and the battlefield within a radius of dozens of miles was shaken by this terrifying energy.

Such a strange soul skill is almost unavoidable!

Sima Yi was hit by Ghost Douluo's sixth soul skill, and his body was immediately covered in blood. It was obvious that he had suffered serious injuries.

When Ghost Douluo saw the spirit skill take effect, he looked at Sima Yi's miserable state and laughed grimly:
"Haha, I finally hit you. Let's see how arrogant you can still be!"

His laugh was sharp and piercing, full of vengeful pleasure.

Seeing this scene, several Titled Douluo and others couldn't help but laugh.

Bibi Dong raised the corner of her mouth, with contempt in her eyes: "It's just like this after all."

Ju Douluo agreed with a smile and said, "Going against the Spirit Hall will only lead to death."

Ghost Leopard Douluo laughed even more arrogantly: "This is the fate of provoking the Spirit Hall! Come on, old ghost!"

The soul masters of the Spirit Hall also felt a lot more relaxed, as if they had already seen Sima Yi's defeat.

Just when everyone thought that Sima Yi had been hit so hard that he had no power to fight back, he suddenly burst out with a powerful dark aura.

"Eighth soul skill! Desolate Realm, Dark Absorption!"

moment!

The power of darkness surged out again with him as the center, thicker and deeper than before.

This dark force frantically absorbed the soul power that escaped from heaven and earth.

As if it had life, it rushed into Sima Yi's body madly.

The shocking wounds on his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his injuries recovered quickly.

"My eighth soul skill can restore 50% of all soul skill damage I have suffered!" Sima Yi's breath has still recovered a lot!
The smile on Ghost Douluo's face froze instantly.

The smiles on Bibi Dong and others' faces froze.

They looked at the scene in disbelief, with an uneasy premonition in their hearts.

This soul skill is too abnormal!

It is equivalent to being immune to half of the soul skill damage!

The main attack methods of soul masters all come from soul skills! This soul skill is too abnormal!

Unless we can kill Sima Yi before he recovers!

Otherwise, Sima Yi's eighth soul skill would be enough for him to withstand the fierce attacks of higher-level soul masters!

A cold light flashed in Ghost Douluo's eyes: "Your eighth soul skill is related to your martial soul's true body, so I can break your dark domain! The eighth soul skill, ghosts and monsters!"

In an instant, countless purple-black skulls emerged from his body, surging out like a tide.

These skulls exude a frightening evil aura, each with a ferocious mouth and sharp fangs.

They rushed towards Sima Yi with a roar, and wherever they passed, the air was rubbed and made a sharp explosion sound.

The powerful attack force seemed to be able to tear everything apart and was unstoppable.

Once, he used his terrifying soul skills to directly destroy Dugu Bo's martial soul.

At this moment, Sima Yi's martial soul and true body domain were also facing a huge threat.

After Ghost Douluo released his eighth soul skill, his strongest ninth soul ring also lit up!
He knew that if he could not launch a powerful attack in a short period of time, he would not be able to defeat Sima Yi.

Next he will be caught in a tough battle!
"The ninth soul skill, hell monster!"

In an instant, the earth shook violently, and countless larger and darker shadow hands stretched out frantically from underground.

These hands instantly stretched out hundreds of meters high, covering the sky and the sun. Their huge scale and the terrifying aura they exuded were frightening.

Each hand contained endless evil power, and they grabbed towards Sima Yi at lightning speed, so fast that people had no time to react.

The power of this soul skill is extremely strong, and it was even able to severely damage a hundred thousand year soul beast!
At this moment, it was used against Sima Yi, as if to completely crush him or his real body domain under this terrifying attack.

The countless skulls summoned by Ghost Douluo's eighth soul skill and the countless huge black shadow hands summoned by his ninth soul skill enveloped Sima Yi like the claws of doom.

At the same time, the Ghost King also burst out with all his strength and attacked with the force of destroying the world.

For a while.

The entire space was distorted by this terrifying power. The light was completely extinguished, and the forces of darkness and evil intertwined, as if to devour everything.

The powerful energy fluctuations spread wildly in all directions like a tsunami, causing mountains to collapse, the earth to crack, and sand and rocks to fly wherever they went.

"This is the destiny that you cannot defy!" Ghost Douluo laughed wildly!

If this combined attack hits, it will be enough to wipe out any ordinary Titled Douluo!

Bibi Dong and others who were watching the battle from a high place also felt a chill of evil and darkness!
Everyone watched this earth-shattering scene with nervous expressions.

"Such a powerful attack, ordinary Title Douluo can't resist it at all!"

"Although he has strong recovery ability, it is still different from true immunity."

Everyone was wondering whether Sima Yi, who had a strong recovery ability, could survive this fatal situation.

Sima Yi also released his strongest ninth soul skill!

"Ninth soul skill, the coming of death!"

Om-!
At that moment, the whole world seemed to be plunged into endless darkness and silence.

His body was wrapped in a thick, indissoluble darkness, and a strange purple light could be vaguely seen flashing in the darkness, like the flames of hell.

Sima Yi's figure became extremely tall, like a demon god from the dark abyss, which made people afraid to approach him.

Above his head, a huge black sickle shadow slowly emerged. Mysterious and terrifying runes flowed on the sickle, and the aura it exuded seemed to be able to cut off all life in the world.

With every move Sima Yi made, the surrounding space fluctuated violently, as if the whole world was under his control.

His voice also became low and hoarse, as if it was a sentence from hell: "My fate is determined by myself, not by God!"

(End of this chapter)