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

A resolute and ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and without hesitation, he pressed the crucial red button on the control panel.

In an instant, the jet propulsion device on the back of the Pineapple Battle Treasure, like a fire dragon awakening, spewed out raging, scorching flames. The flames were like a madly roaring fire dragon, releasing a thrust that was astonishingly powerful.

This caused the Pineapple War Treasure to shoot up like an arrow, at a terrifying speed that almost broke the sound barrier, leaving a long trail of flames in the air, like a blood-red sunset.

At the same time, Xiaoguo Zhanbao and Xiangcheng Zhanbao also launched their operations quickly and in perfect unison.

It was as if Lu Xiaoguo and Cheng Liuxiang had a telepathic connection; they understood each other perfectly with just a glance.

Lu Xiaoguo controlled the Little Fruit Battle Treasure, extending its thick and powerful mechanical arm to steadily grab the Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, who were slightly weak and pale as paper after being injured. The movement was clean and neat, like an eagle catching a chick.

Cheng Liuxiang, controlling the Orange Battle Treasure, carefully picked up the unconscious and weak Ning Fengzhi, as if he were holding the most precious treasure in the world.

"Hmph, you bunch of greenhorns trying to stop us!"

Lu Xiaoguo shouted loudly, her voice filled with fearlessness and confidence.

The light cannons on Xiaoguo Zhanbao's arms suddenly shone brightly, like two green stars about to explode, continuously firing thick green light bullets.

These light projectiles, like whistling green meteors, hurtled towards the statue with sharp, piercing sounds, exploding around it and kicking up clouds of dust, like miniature volcanic eruptions.

Orange Fragrance also brandished the longsword in her hand that emitted a golden light, and streaks of golden sword energy shot towards the statue like lightning. Each streak of sword energy contained powerful force, as if it could cut through space itself.

"Watch how we break through the encirclement today!"

He shouted loudly, his voice firm and powerful, resounding like a great bell, to distract Bibi Dong and the Spirit Hall members. "Go! Don't give them a chance to react!"

Orange Fragrance then shouted loudly, her voice tinged with urgency.

The two Fruit Warrior mechs quickly activated their flight devices, their tails resembling two giant fire-breathing dragons, spewing out dazzling and scorching flames. They followed closely behind the Pineapple Warrior, rapidly retreating towards the outside of the Spirit Hall.

Their speed was astonishing, like three gusts of wind. Wherever they passed, they stirred up a gale, causing the Spirit Hall members around them to stagger and fall as if autumn leaves were being swept away. In the blink of an eye, they were far out of the pursuit range of Bibi Dong and the Spirit Hall members.

Bibi Dong watched helplessly as they fled like wild horses, her anger surging like a volcanic eruption, almost consuming her entirely.

But at this moment, she had to protect the temple statues with all her might, and could only watch them leave, her eyes filled with resentment and anger, as if she wanted to burn their backs to ashes.

The members of the Spirit Hall watched the departing Fruit Warrior mechs, their hearts filled with shock and resentment, as if they had been slapped hard across the face.

"They...they just got away like that? How is that possible!"

A Contra player, his face filled with frustration and disbelief, stomped his foot so hard that the ground seemed to tremble slightly.

"These despicable bastards must pay a terrible price! I swear I will not rest until I avenge this!"

Another elder-like man gritted his teeth and said, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles white as the remnants of winter snow, his eyes flashing with hatred... This thrilling battle has temporarily come to an end.

But everyone understood that the feud between Pineapple Snow and her companions and the Spirit Hall had only just begun. Like the calm before the storm, a far more intense and unimaginably cruel storm was quietly brewing in the darkness… (End of Chapter)