The eyes of a man in black who was originally sitting on the chair at the back were full of shock and anger. With a wave of his right hand, a green halo appeared on the ground under Tang Wulin's feet. The dense green poisonous gas instantly diffused upwards.
Tang Wulin felt his whole body stagnate suddenly, his speed obviously slowed down, and even his criticism was weakened to a certain extent.
A man in black standing in the front released two yellow, four purple and one black, seven soul rings, and a pair of big axes as black as ink appeared in his hands, rolling towards Tang Wulin like a whirlwind.
There were also two men in black, and a red longbow appeared in one hand, and they shot Tang Wulin with an arrow at close range. On the other side, a man in black had an extra soul guide in his hand. Amidst the roar, he sprayed a scattered shotgun at Tang Wulin, enveloping him.
These evil soul masters reacted quite quickly. After Tang Wulin Jinlong Nirvana grabbed his hand, they each released their own martial souls and launched an attack directly.
The red arrow shot at Tang Wulin was shredded, but it turned into a red poisonous mist and enveloped it. The evil soul master, who was spinning a pair of giant axes, met Tang Wulin's accusation head-on. In a series of collision sounds. The seemingly heavy ax hit Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Spear, but it was constantly bounced off. The Golden Dragon Spear drove straight in firmly and forcefully, piercing Tang Wulin's chest brazenly.
Although they are all soul sages, how could anyone be Tang Wulin's opponent at the same level? Thousands of people pointed at this spear, relying on the four characters "Shen Da Shen".
Regarding the roar of the soul tool, Tang Wulin slapped it with his left hand, and the Blue Silver Emperor intertwined into a shield in front of him, blocking all the attacks. At the same time, there was one more person behind him, and a huge tulip quietly bloomed.
Whether it's the red mist in the air or the green mist rising from the ground, when encountering the aura released from this big pink flower, they instantly disappear like ice and snow melting.
Fragrant Qiluo Xianpin, the nemesis of all poisons. The king of grass jelly!
"Ang—" A passionate roar sounded from Tang Wulin's mouth, and a huge golden dragon head appeared in front of him. The remaining three evil soul masters were all shocked, and the evil soul master who was sitting before reacted. The slightest, but the other two were obviously greatly affected.
Tang Wulin stepped forward and swept out the golden dragon gun in his hand. At the same time as a circle of light fox spread outward, the Blue Silver Emperor followed and turned into countless spears, stabbing at the three people in front of him at the same time. On the surface of each Blue Silver Emperor, a layer of fine scales emerged, erupting forward with unparalleled momentum.
Blood Soul Fusion Technique, Blue Emperor Golden Dragon Thorn!
The surrounding two evil soul masters who were only around the sixth ring were stabbed into a sieve in an instant, and they seemed to be dead. As for the one in front, with a wave of his right hand, a dark green poisonous spring suddenly rushed out from the ground, shaking away all the thrusts of the Blue Emperor Dragon.
Among the evil soul masters present, he is the most respected, with the ninety-first-level title of Douluo. Martial Soul, Poison Spring.
But for some reason, when facing this opponent who was obviously much weaker than himself, he felt a sense of being robbed of his momentum.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that everything around him seemed to have become dull. The opponent in front of him was a little unclear. I don't know why the poisonous spring that I spewed out was recovered. At this very moment, a little golden glow came from the electric shot.
The pupils of the evil soul master Poison Spring dilated in an instant. He couldn't believe what he was facing. All his own energy was suddenly stripped away by an invisible huge force the next moment, from the spear that pierced his chest. In an instant, it disappears and disappears.
Tang Wulin had already recovered his original figure, his whole body covered with golden scales. At this moment, he was like a god descending from the earth.
From rushing in to killing the eight evil soul masters in one fell swoop, the whole process was actually only a dozen seconds. Eight evil soul masters, including a title Douluo, all fell into his hands.
Since his spiritual cultivation broke through to the spiritual realm, his aura in battle has become stronger and stronger, which seems to be influenced by his own blood of the Golden Dragon King in a subtle way.
With his strength, when confronting a Titled Douluo, especially before both sides had time to use their battle armor, it was not so easy to defeat the opponent. After all, he hasn't reached the Eighth Ring Road yet.
However, at that moment just now, it seemed that his spirit had been greatly stimulated, and it seemed that because of the research on Baiyun Qianzai along the way, the aura finally flashed. At that moment, his spiritual power turned into substance, To a certain extent, time was distorted, causing the judgment of the title Douluo evil soul master to pause a little. And at this moment, the Golden Dragon Spear pierced through the opponent's body.
Yes! This is the sublimation of the level of spiritual power in the spiritual realm, the spiritual realm!
Tang Wulin never expected that his spiritual realm would be stimulated to success at this time. In fact, he was only one step away from this step. However, if he was given a choice, he would rather never activate the spiritual realm than encounter today's scene.
The breath of the father behind him has obviously become very weak. At this moment, he didn't even dare to leave with his father.
After finishing off the enemy, Tang Wulin quickly helped his father down from behind, and at the same time wiped off the disguise on his face, tears were already pouring out.
"Dad, Dad, it's me, I'm Wulin!" He kept injecting his soul power into his father's body to maintain his father's vitality.
Tang Ziran reluctantly opened his eyes. The blood on his face had already faded, and Tang Wulin could feel that the vitality in his father's body was almost gone. There isn't even much blood flowing in the body.
The evil soul master who pierced his father's body just now was a blood-sucking mantis. The sharp mantis knife not only pierced Tang Ziran's heart, but also sucked most of his blood from there. If Tang Wulin came one step later, Tang Ziran would have died.
At this moment, he could hold his breath only by relying on Tang Wulin's soul power injection.
Tang Ziran raised his hand weakly and pointed in one direction, with a somewhat gratified smile on his face.
He was speechless, but he was really happy. He never thought that before he died, he could still see his son.
More than ten years have passed, and the former little Wulin has grown up, from a childish but resolute child to an adult. He is tall and high-spirited, handsome and burly. This is my son!
Seeing him killing those bastards who made himself and his wife live in fear one by one, Tang Ziran was filled with joy. Although his sense of powerlessness continued to increase, at this moment, his heart was filled with happiness.
In his heart, he slandered countless times, wanting to kill all those evil soul masters, and wanting to destroy everything here. He failed to do it, but at this moment, today, his son did it for him. What could be more enjoyable than this
Tang Wulin looked in the direction of Tang Ziran's finger. There was a metal wall there. Feeling it, Tang Wulin quickly picked up his father and strode forward. With a wave of his right hand, the sharp golden dragon claws were torn apart. The metal wall was broken, and he took his father to the next room.
"There was a burst of exclamation. In this room, there are four women, all wearing the same overalls. And one of them, isn't it my mother?"
Seeing Tang Ziran in Tang Wulin's arms, Langyue let out a mournful cry and rushed forward. She didn't recognize her son, but she saw her husband who was already dying!
"Mom!" Tang Wulin cried out sadly.
Langyue is getting old. Compared with the past, she obviously has more gray hair and more wrinkles on her face. Eyes dull, red and swollen.
She, who was originally grieving from her heart, couldn't help shaking her whole body when she heard Tang Wulin's call, and looked at the young man in front of her in disbelief.
The change in the past ten years is really too great, the boy has become a man, but the outline is still vaguely discernible, especially the pair of clear big eyes.
Tears welled up in Langyue's eyes in an instant, and then, intense fear surfaced on her face, "Go quickly, child! Those beasts will kill you."
"Let's go together. Only by going out can Dad be saved." Now the only straw in his heart is Holy Spirit Douluo. Only this majesty can bring his father back from death.
Tang Wulin's eyes shone brightly, and figures separated from him. Impressively, they are the six immortal grasses headed by Qiluo Tulip.