Douluo Continent: I Moved the Entire Dragon King.

"Good! Good riddance!"

"Those guys should have died long ago!"

Chapter 421 If I don't go, we'll all die!

After Feng Ling's death, no new figures appeared on the competition stage. Those evil soul masters who were hiding in various parts of Douluo Continent, and those super Douluo-level powerhouses who had survived by chance, all huddled in their hiding places, not even daring to breathe loudly.

They were all watching and waiting, but... if this continued, Lin Feng might just wipe out all the evil soul masters below the Limit Douluo level.

By then, even if they wanted to retaliate, they wouldn't be able to.

Inside the Holy Spirit Church's main hall, Zhong Liwu's gaze slowly shifted to Ye Xishui, who was standing to the side.

Only he and his mother remained in the main hall. As for Long Xiaoyao, he had not returned after leaving.

Even with Long Xiaoyao included, there are only three people.

These evil spirit masters, who were once invincible, actually felt powerless at this moment.

There is no one left.

Zhongliwu took a deep breath, a determined light appearing in his eyes, and then his figure disappeared from the spot in the next instant.

On the competition stage, a figure suddenly appeared; it was Zhong Liwu, his pale purple eyes swirling with complex light.

He looked quite young, with bright eyes and regular features. If you ignored the cold aura about him, he could be considered a handsome man.

But at this moment, no one cared about his appearance; all eyes were on him.

He is the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, a level 98 Super Douluo, one of the few remaining top fighters in the Holy Spirit Cult, and also the most dangerous person in the upcoming match.

Zhongliwu quickly chose his opponent, a tall, handsome young man.

When Wei Xiaofeng saw that Zhong Liwu had chosen her, she couldn't help but smile.

"It's finally my turn to appear."

His tone was light and relaxed, without any tension, as if he were not facing a level 98 Super Douluo.

Zhongliwu's brows twitched slightly. He did not underestimate the young man in front of him, after all, Wei Xiaofeng was able to achieve good results in Shrek Academy, which was full of geniuses.

He had to do everything in his power, he had to do everything he could to kill the boy in front of him.

Zhongliwu's thoughts were completely different from those of Hypnotic Dora.

When Sleepy Douluo stepped onto the stage, he was still thinking about winning and taking the reward. He didn't even dare to cause any real harm to the students of the Sleepy Douluo Academy.

But Zhong Liwu was different. Whether it was him, Feng Ling, or his mother Ye Xishui, their purpose in stepping onto this competition stage was never for any reward.

What they want is to kill, to fight to the death, even if it means their own death, they want to take a piece of the other person's flesh.

As for rewards, Zhong Liwu had long since given up on them. The moment he stood on this competition stage, the fear in his heart vanished completely, replaced by intense killing intent.

The match begins.

Zhongliwu raised his right hand and lightly tapped it in the air, causing a dark soul ring around his body to suddenly flash.

Immediately afterwards, a huge staff appeared in his palm. The staff was completely black, and the instant the staff appeared, another figure rose up behind him.

The figure was about the same size as him, its entire body shrouded in a swirling aura. This was Zhong Liwu's martial soul, the Death God Demon Puppet, which was even stronger than his mother Ye Xishui's mutated martial soul, the Blood Soul Demon Puppet.

As the Death God Puppet appeared, nine soul rings slowly rose from beneath his feet.

Six black and three red.

Nine soul rings swirled around his body, emanating a suffocating sense of oppression.

At that moment, Zhongliwu once again picked up the huge staff and tapped it in the void, where it condensed into a huge beast head in mid-air—a dragon head.

It was pitch black, with a shimmering green sheen on its surface, and two intense green flames flickering in its eyes.

Then, the enormous, pitch-black body slowly emerged from the light.

First, a huge dragon claw stretched out, with distinct joints and a sharp claw tip like a knife. Then came another one, followed by the hundred-meter-long body, and then the equally wide bone wings.

A giant dragon made of black bones appeared on the competition stage.

It has no scales, no muscles, and is entirely made of black bones. Its body is a hundred meters long and its wingspan is also nearly a hundred meters. When it is spread out, it almost covers half of the competition stage.

The moment it fully revealed itself, the mournful screams of countless soul beasts echoed through the air.

The sound seemed to come from the depths of hell, filled with pain, resentment, and bitterness, sending chills down one's spine.

It seemed as if countless vengeful spirits of soul beasts were screaming and struggling wildly, trying to break free from the bone dragon.

Guan Xingxi's gaze sharpened at the sight of Xing Xingxi's fury, a fierce anger surging within her eyes.

Although the bone dragon was a dragon, its bloodline was not pure, but she could clearly feel that the bone dragon's body was tainted with some of her aura.

Presumably, this bone dragon also possesses some of its own power, and this power has been used by this damned human to harm soul beasts.

Those soul beasts that were refined into vengeful spirits were stripped of their life and soul, trapped within the bone dragon, never to be freed.

Di Tian, ​​standing to the side, was in the same boat, his hands clenched into fists, his golden eyes filled with furious light.

The audacious humans actually dared to use the power of the Soul Beast Lord.

That's practically suicide.

Di Tian snorted coldly in his heart. He really wanted to rush up and tear that skeletal dragon to pieces. Of course, he didn't say these words out loud, after all, he was surrounded by humans.

However, such a loyal crow will eventually die, which can be considered retribution.

On the competition stage, Zhong Liwu had no idea what the people below were thinking. At this moment, all his attention was focused on Wei Xiaofeng, and his light purple eyes were filled with intense killing intent.

He shouted loudly.

"kill!"

As his shout fell, the skeletal dragon suddenly spread its huge bone wings, and a fierce blue tornado burst out from its body, sweeping across the entire arena.

One after another, enormous wind blades, each over a meter long, shot out from the tornado, densely packed and overwhelming, slashing towards Wei Xiaofeng's location.

Those wind blades were as sharp as knives, accompanied by the howling wind, cutting through the air as if they wanted to tear everything apart.

When Wei Xiaofeng saw those wind blades, the smile on her face did not disappear.

His body swayed slightly, and a layer of cyan light surged from within him, covering his body. His body became slender and supple, and cyan scale patterns faintly appeared on his skin.

The Azure Serpent King, possessed by a martial spirit.

His figure weaved among the wind blades with remarkable agility. The wind blades seemed dense and impossible to avoid, but Wei Xiaofeng's figure flashed through the gaps between them with each movement, and none of them could touch him.

In the next instant, his figure vanished from the spot.

Zhong Liwu's pupils suddenly contracted. Before he could react, a cyan figure appeared behind him.

Wei Xiaofeng gathered cyan snake-shaped soul power in her hands and slapped Zhong Liwu toward his back.

"Second Soul Skill, Azure Shadow Devour."

As the palm struck, countless blue snake heads burst forth from Wei Xiaofeng's palm, baring their fangs and tearing at Zhong Liwu's back.

Zhongliwu reacted very quickly.

He lunged forward, his soul power erupting beneath his feet, and leaped towards the bone dragon.

But he was still a beat too slow. Although Wei Xiaofeng's Azure Shadow Devourer didn't hit the mark completely, the azure snake head still bit into his back, tearing a gash.

Blood gushed from the wound, staining the back of Zhong Liwu's robes red.

He landed on the bone dragon's back, his face looking quite grim.

Zhong Liwu clenched his teeth, his gaze fixed on the blue figure below the stage who had regained his footing.

His wind blades had just covered the entire arena, leaving almost no blind spots.

But Wei Xiaofeng was able to dodge it easily. What kind of movement technique is that?

Chapter 422 He is clearly an evil spirit master. Isn't it unfair if you don't kill him?

Wei Xiaofeng noticed Zhong Liwu's unpleasant expression and couldn't help but chuckle.

"It seems your attack still lacks refinement."

His tone was light and casual, with a hint of sarcasm.

"And...it's full of flaws."

Wang Dong'er, who was sitting in the Tang Sect's viewing area, was stunned when she heard this.

As she watched Wei Xiaofeng's figure moving with ease on the competition stage, and then savored his sarcastic words, a thought involuntarily arose in her mind.

Do all agility-based Soul Masters possess taunt skills?

His words were even more nimble than his movements.

Zhong Liwu's expression on the competition stage became even more unpleasant.

He gritted his teeth, ignoring Wei Xiaofeng's sarcasm, and gripped the huge staff in his hand again, pouring his soul power into the bone dragon beneath him.

The skeletal dragon suddenly raised its head and let out a silent roar. Its huge bone wings suddenly closed and opened again, and a ball of blue light condensed in its mouth.

The light was incredibly intense, as if it had compressed all the surrounding wind elements into a ball of light the size of a fist.

The surface of the sphere shimmered with a bluish-white light, emanating a heart-pounding fluctuation.

"The extreme of the wind".

The bellows' voice was low and hoarse.

This is the method he mastered: compressing the L element to its extreme and then releasing it.

Its power is enough to flatten a mountain.

The moment the ball of light was released, the air on the entire arena seemed to freeze for a moment. Then, the ball of light suddenly exploded, turning into a bluish-white beam of light that blasted towards Wei Xiaofeng's location.

Meanwhile, the bell-shaped bird did not stop.

He waved his staff again, and rings of fiery red light spread out from his body, extending in all directions.

The light swiftly reached the bones, turning them a fiery red and radiating a scorching heat.

Immediately afterwards, large swarms of fireballs gathered from mid-air and fell toward the ground.

Each of those fireballs was the size of a millstone, wreathed in blazing flames, leaving long trails of fire as they streaked across the sky, turning the entire arena a crimson red.

But this is not over yet.

Zhongliwu once again activated the power of the wind element, and streams of azure energy surged from around the bone dragon, carrying the fire meteors as they sped toward Wei Xiaofeng.

The wind fanned the flames.

Propelled by the cyan airflow, the fiery meteors grew faster, fiercer, and hotter, their color changing from crimson to blue. Like cannonballs fired from a gun, they hurtled towards Wei Xiaofeng with a piercing whistling sound.

Densely packed, covering the sky and the earth.

Wei Xiaofeng looked at the blue fireballs rushing towards her, her smile still unchanged.

"Your mastery of the wind element is really not as good as mine."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of blue wind suddenly rose from beneath his feet, making his body feel infinitely lighter, as if lifted three feet off the ground by the blue wind.

Immediately afterwards, a layer of silvery-white light emerged from his body, covering him and adhering to a simple yet smooth suit of armor.

The armor set didn't have many decorations, except for a few lifelike green snake patterns engraved on the shoulder and breastplates. The snakes' bodies were winding, and their tongues were slightly protruding, exuding a sense of liveliness.

Wei Xiaofeng's aura suddenly surged, and a patch of azure light spread out from beneath his feet, rapidly expanding into a circular domain. Within this domain, a gigantic azure snake phantom coiled, its head raised high, its vertical pupils gleaming with a chilling light.

"Green Serpent Domain".

As that realm unfolded, Wei Xiaofeng's figure became even more ethereal, as if his entire being was within the illusory image of the green snake.

Those dark blue fireballs roared down.

But Wei Xiaofeng's figure flickered among the dense fire meteors, and with each flash of the blue light, his figure appeared in another location.

One after another, the fiery meteors struck the spot where he had just stood, creating deep craters in the ground, but none of them managed to touch the hem of his clothes.

As Zhongliwu watched the figure moving effortlessly among the fire meteors, his heart grew increasingly panicked.

Wei Xiaofeng clearly had the ability to teleport directly behind him, but he deliberately didn't.

He chose that ethereal, flickering method, closing the distance between them step by step, each step feeling as if it were treading on Zhong Liwu's heart.