Douluo: Reincarnation of Pineapple Blowing Snow, the Fruit Treasure returns!

The titled Douluo, who was skilled in dark lightning, had his ninth spirit ring shining brightly. He waved his hands wildly and chanted incantations.

In an instant, the already dense dark clouds in the sky turned as black as ink. Countless black lightning bolts, as thick as water vats, surged out of the clouds like raging dragons. Not only were there many of them, but each lightning bolt contained terrifying destructive power as it roared and struck down towards the Fruit Warriors.

The flames on the Flame Title Douluo's body suddenly surged dozens of feet, making him seem like a super volcano erupting.

He pushed his hands forward and roared:

"Heaven-Burning, World-Destroying Flame!"

A raging sea of ​​fire swept towards the Fruit Warriors with overwhelming force. Compared to the previous flames, this sea of ​​fire was incredibly hot. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be ignited, and the ground instantly turned into magma, radiating a suffocatingly high temperature.

The titled Douluo who controls the earth plunged his hands deep into the ground, his ninth spirit ring gleaming.

"The wrath of the earth!"

With a loud shout, the ground began to tremble violently, and huge rock pillars rose abruptly from the ground. These rock pillars were not only incredibly thick, but also covered with a thick layer of soul power shield. They crashed into the Fruit Warriors mechs as if to crush them in one fell swoop.

The titled Douluo, skilled in manipulating vines, quickly formed hand seals. As his ninth spirit ring flashed, countless vines surged out from all directions.

These vines are no longer ordinary; they have become as hard as steel, covered with sharp barbs. The vines intertwine to form a huge green strangulation net that envelops the Fruit Warriors, attempting to bind them tightly.

The elusive Title Douluo vanished from his spot in an instant, reappearing in mid-air.

The blade in his hand gleamed with an eerie black light, and he transformed into a black streak of light, rushing towards Pineapple War Treasure at an unparalleled speed, attempting to deliver a fatal blow amidst the chaos.

The attacks from both sides collided instantly, and in that instant, the sky and earth shook. Golden blade energy, green light pillars, black lightning, surging sea of ​​fire, massive rock pillars, steel vines, and golden sword energy intertwined and collided, erupting in a series of deafening roars.

The powerful energy impacts, like destructive storms, spread wildly outwards from the point of impact.

The entire Spirit Hall trembled violently during this terrifying energy collision, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

The surrounding ground was whipped up into towering waves and turned to dust; the clouds in the sky were dispersed by the powerful force, revealing a clear blue sky, but in the blink of an eye, it was illuminated by various lights and became colorful.

In this earth-shattering clash, the figures of the Fruit Warrior mechs and the five Title Douluos were obscured by dazzling light. Everyone stared nervously at the battlefield, wondering who would gain the upper hand after this fierce battle...

After an unknown amount of time, the deafening roar that seemed to tear the heavens and earth apart gradually subsided, and the smoke that filled the battlefield began to slowly dissipate.

Although the three Fruit Warrior mechs were no longer in perfect condition, covered in broken marks, with many parts twisted and deformed, and wisps of smoke rising from them, they still stood stubbornly in the field.

Pineapple Warrior's twin blades were chipped, and many parts of its yellow outer shell had fallen off; Little Fruit Warrior's twin cannons had one dangling, and one of its mechanical legs was bent; Orange Warrior's shield had several deep cracks, and its sword was no longer as smooth as before, covered with dense small pits.

However, even so, the aura of victory they exuded was incredibly strong.

In stark contrast, the five Title Douluos of the Spirit Hall lay on the ground, unable to get up. Their appearance was appalling; their clothes were tattered, and their skin was exposed in many places, covered with wounds.

Some had blood streaming from their faces from the force of the explosion, while others had their arms twisted in strange positions, clearly broken.

They were panting heavily, their eyes filled with resentment and despair, clearly temporarily incapacitated. (End of Chapter)