Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

The destructive power of this move is absolutely superb.

The second set of soul skill combinations is not for pursuing extreme destructive power.

The second 100,000-year soul ring skill is called Holy Dragon's Decree.

Upon release, it forcibly strips away control of elements within a large area with the oppressive power of the Purple-Gold True Dragon's bloodline.

Within this range, the soul power flow rate of all enemies is halved, and elemental attacks are directly nullified.

The accompanying second 100,000-year-old Holy Dragon Bone skill is called Immortal Dragon Body.

It can be activated passively or actively.

Once activated, it grants immunity to all levels of physical and elemental damage for three seconds, and converts all attacks received during this period into pure soul power to replenish itself.

Combining these two elements, Yu Xiaoheng named it Dragon Domain Desolation.

The key feature of this combination technique is control and counter-attack.

Within the Dragon Domain's Desperate Zone, he not only ignores damage but also absorbs enemy attacks, while simultaneously trapping enemies in a desperate situation where their soul power is sluggish and their skills are rendered ineffective.

Of course, if the difference in strength is too great, this Dragon Domain Desperate Situation will be weakened considerably. He did not use it when facing Tang Wei before.

With these four trump cards...

Yu Xiaoheng felt that defeating this Soul Douluo would be as easy as crushing an ant.

"Have you finished catching up?"

Chapter 455 Contra? Utterly Defeated

The middle-aged man strode forward, and the eight spirit rings beneath his feet began to pulsate rhythmically.

Two yellow, three purple, and three black.

The standard optimal Soul Ring ratio.

The phantom of the Stormhound behind him opened its blood-red maw, revealing its stark white fangs.

The surrounding air began to churn violently, forming tiny, bluish-green wind blades that sliced ​​through the weeds on the ground.

“Nameless, you’re half-dead right now, I could crush you with one hand.”

The middle-aged man spoke arrogantly, his eyes filled with greed.

"And you, little rabbit, neither of you will leave here alive today!"

Rou'er bit her lip until it bled.

She turned around abruptly and opened her arms.

"You run! I'll hold him off for you!"

Rou'er forcefully squeezed the dried-up meridians in her body, trying to reactivate that weak soul power.

Even if it meant reversing her meridians and causing her to perish both physically and mentally, she was determined to give Yu Xiaoheng a chance to live.

Yu Xiaoheng pretended to be anxious and shouted out loud.

"Rou'er, step back! You are no match for him!"

He jumped down from the tree trunk.

Upon landing, he deliberately staggered a few steps and knelt heavily on one knee in the mud.

He gasped for breath, braced himself against the ground, and forced himself to stand up straight, pulling Rou'er behind him.

"If you want to touch her, you'll have to step over my dead body first."

Yu Xiaoheng stared at the middle-aged man, her tone resolute.

"What a deeply moving scene. Since you're in such a hurry to be reincarnated, I'll grant your wish!"

Although the middle-aged man spoke with contempt, his actions did not falter in the slightest.

Having risen to the position of bishop in the Spirit Hall, he naturally understood the principle that even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit.

Even when facing a wanted criminal who is on the verge of death, he would never underestimate him.

He wanted to use the safest method to kill with one blow.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body!"

He shouted, and the seventh black spirit ring beneath his feet emitted a brilliant black light.

His body swelled instantly, his muscles tearing through his ornate bishop's robes.

Gray hair was growing wildly from under his skin.

He landed on all fours, transforming into a giant storm hound over five meters long.

A violent whirlwind spread outwards from him, uprooting the surrounding bushes and lifting them into the air.

Immediately afterwards, the eighth black spirit ring beneath his feet lit up.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Storm Slaughter Formation!"

The enormous storm hound howled to the sky.

Countless cyan wind blades condensed in the air, forming a giant tornado with a diameter of over ten meters.

The tornado, with its destructive force, completely enveloped Yu Xiaoheng and Rou'er within its attack range.

Each wind blade was comparable to a fine steel razor, and the sharp whistling sound of the air being cut pierced Rou'er's eardrums.

She closed her eyes in despair.

It’s over.

The full-force attack of an 89th-level Soul Douluo also activated his Martial Soul True Form.

Let alone the currently "severely injured" Yu Xiaoheng, even a Soul Saint in his prime would be shredded into a pile of minced meat by this storm.

Yu Xiaoheng stood still.

The wind whipped his cheeks and tousled his hair.

He did not dodge.

He didn't even activate the Purple-Gold True Dragon Martial Soul Possession.

If you're going to act, you have to act to the extreme.

To disguise it as a fatal blow delivered at the cost of his life, he must employ the most visually striking and irrefutable force.

A 100,000-year soul ring.

He slowly raised his right hand.

A blinding crimson light suddenly rose from beneath his feet.

The terrifying pressure unique to a 100,000-year-old soul ring instantly swept across the entire area like a tsunami.

This pressure is too strong.

So powerful that the surrounding raging wind blades were all frozen in mid-air before this force.

The Stormhound's massive body stiffened abruptly, and horror flashed in its two green eyes.

The Contra Master behind him also had a sudden change in expression.

A red spirit ring!

How can it be!

How could a Soul Emperor possibly possess a 100,000-year Soul Ring!

The middle-aged man's thoughts came to a standstill at that moment.

He was patrolling outside the city and had no idea that Yu Xiaoheng possessed such a monstrous configuration that defied all common sense.

Yu Xiaoheng ignored his shock.

He must act quickly.

A 100,000-year soul ring is simply too old.

The energy it contains is so vast that it can completely bridge the enormous gap between level 64 and level 89.

This is a gap that cannot be bridged by soul power level alone.

It's only natural that using it would instantly kill a Soul Master.

"The ultimate dragon's fall."

Yu Xiaoheng's lips moved slightly.

The 100,000-year-old soul ring surged with red light, almost turning the surrounding night blood red.

Rou'er had already prepared herself for certain death.

The countless azure wind blades descended upon us with an overwhelming force capable of annihilating everything.

She closed her eyes, waiting for the excruciating pain of being torn apart to begin.

However, the expected attack did not occur.

The previously deafening howling of the storm suddenly vanished without a trace.

The surroundings were so quiet that only her own heartbeat could be heard.

Rou'er subconsciously opened her eyes.

The sight before her made her hold her breath.

There were no overwhelming wind blades, and no ferocious storm hound.

Only a single, blood-red spirit ring was placed beneath Yu Xiaoheng's feet, pulsating slowly.

The red light illuminated Yu Xiaoheng's pale profile.

Rou'er's eyes widened, turning bloodshot, and her mind went completely blank.

A 100,000-year-old soul ring?

Dude, what kind of monster is this?!