Douluo: Summon the God and Demon Li Xin, Thousand Flows Tremble

Chapter 202 Wanying and Nakalulu fight against Qingluan Douluo!
As soon as the Lion Douluo died, the controlled soul masters regained control of their own martial souls and bodies and continued to launch fierce attacks on Jialing Pass!
Bibi Dong's face became extremely gloomy, and the confidence and arrogance in her beautiful eyes were now replaced by astonishment and fear. She clenched her teeth and secretly thought about how to deal with it.

Hu Liena's body trembled slightly, her pretty face full of panic: "The Lion Douluo is dead!"

Ju Douluo's eyes widened, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He felt his hands trembling slightly. Facing Damo, he felt deeply powerless for the first time: "Damo is too strong, he was defeated instantly without any hindrance!"

The other people around also had fear on their faces, and were whispering to each other, their chatter filled with anxiety and panic.

The morale of the entire Spirit Hall instantly plummeted to the bottom. Bodhidharma's power was like an invisible mountain, pressing them to the point of suffocation.

Suddenly, a huge blue bird flew by!

The bluebird sings!

Attracted everyone's attention.

"Three offerings!"

"Qingluan Douluo has taken action!"

"Qingluan Douluo's strength is only level 97. Can he defeat Damo?"

Everyone's eyes followed Qingluan Douluo.

Qingluan Douluo is standing on a blue bird.

A head of short dark blue hair fluttering in the wind.

He has smoky blue eyes, sky-blue bangs, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and he has a handsome appearance.

Qingluan Douluo wears a blue-green robe of worship, which symbolizes his status as a worshiper, and is different from the black robe worn by Soul Douluo and the red robe worn by the elders.

Wearing golden shoulder armor decorated with blue-green phoenix feathers.

Qingluan Douluo's martial soul is Qingluan, a rare martial soul. Its cry sounds like a phoenix's cry, and its feathers are gorgeous.

Qingluan Douluo did not approach Damo, but released his spirit skills from a distance in the air:

"Sixth Soul Skill, Doomsday Wind Ball!"

In an instant, a strong wind whistled up, and with Qingluan Douluo as the center, the powerful wind gathered madly.

I saw huge wind balls quickly condensing into shape. These wind balls were spinning at high speed, with sharp light flashing on their surface, as if they could tear everything apart.

"go with!"

Wherever the wind ball passed, the air was distorted, making a sharp whistling sound.

The dust on the ground was blown up, creating a chaotic scene.

Powerful energy fluctuations emanated from the wind ball, making people feel a doomsday-like terrifying pressure.

"Aerial attack?" Damo clenched his fists, not afraid of Qingluan Douluo's long-range soul skills.

But he was constantly being stretched and exhausted, and it was difficult for him to defeat Qingluan Douluo.

A smile appeared on Qingluan Douluo's face.

It seems that his bet was right, Damo is not good at aerial combat.

In this way, he can pull Dharma!
While laughing.

A colorful eagle rushed towards the wind ball like a gorgeous meteor with dazzling light and sharp momentum.

When its wings are spread, it is like a giant curtain covering the sky and the sun, and its feathers are shining with colorful light, like a dream.

When the colorful eagle hits the wind ball, a powerful impact force explodes instantly.

Cracks began to appear on the surface of the wind ball, which was originally rotating at a high speed, and then the cracks spread rapidly.

boom!
With a loud bang, the wind ball shattered under the impact of the Colorful Eagle, turning into countless fragments and dissipating in the air.

The powerful energy aftermath spread in all directions, causing strong winds and huge waves.

Qingluan Douluo's face suddenly changed. He didn't expect that his sixth soul skill would be intercepted by someone.

"Who?" Everyone looked up hurriedly.

In the clouds, a colorful eagle spread its broad and gorgeous wings, its feathers sparkling with colorful light, and every flap brought brilliant light and shadow.

A young girl sits steadily on the eagle's back, her figure light and agile.

A light pink and light yellow dress with a skirt that flows like petals, as if it could dance in the wind at any time.

Her long, inky black hair fell softly on her shoulders, with a few strands of hair playfully draped around her fair cheeks.

The hair is dotted with twinkling firefly hair accessories, glowing faintly and like a dream.

The short knife hanging at her waist, with the handle inlaid with gems, not only does not appear out of place in her figure, but instead adds a sense of heroic spirit.

As the Colorful Eagle approached, a mysterious and charming aura emanated from the girl, as if she was a messenger from another world, coming to this battlefield with a mission.

"Nakorulu, the ninety-first level Titled Douluo!"

Nakolu's level is not high.

At least compared with the previous few Extreme Douluo, it is far behind!

Qingluan Douluo's originally tense nerves relaxed a little, and the solemn expression on his face also eased a little, "It's just a little girl who has just entered the title, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Ghost Douluo snorted coldly, "Humph, I thought she was some powerful character, but it turns out she's just a yellow-haired girl."

Everyone was talking at once. The atmosphere, which had been tense because of Dharma, was slightly eased by the appearance of Nakolulu. Confidence and contempt were rekindled in their eyes.

Now the Spirit Hall continues to win a victory to stabilize the morale of the troops.

The appearance of Nakolulu undoubtedly gave Qingluan Douluo a great opportunity!

"We must defeat you as soon as possible!"

"The seventh soul skill, martial soul true form!"

Qingluan Douluo waved his hands.

A huge blue phoenix appeared behind him, with its wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun.

Every feather on Qingluan's body sparkled with a cold light, as if it were made of steel.

The overwhelming pressure spread wildly in all directions like a surging tide.

The ground trembled slightly under this pressure, the sand and stones jumped, and the grass and trees bent.

The air around seemed to be frozen, making it difficult to breathe.

Qingluan Douluo stood in the shadow, his eyes like lightning, and his whole body exuded an unparalleled majesty, as if he was the master of this world, which was intimidating.

Originally, Qingluan Douluo's strength was higher than Nakolulu's.

With the enhancement of the martial soul's true body, the strength has increased dramatically, far beyond what Nakolu can compare to!

Bibi Dong nodded slightly, her lips curled up, revealing a smug smile, "Nakorulu is only level 91, Qingluan Douluo will definitely be able to defeat her in one fell swoop."

Ju Douluo folded his hands in front of his chest and said in a tender voice: "How can this little girl be a match for Qingluan Douluo? We are sure to win."

Hu Liena also echoed, "That's right, with Qingluan Douluo's strength, it would be easy to deal with her."

Everyone's face was filled with confidence, as if they had already seen Qingluan Douluo beating Nakolulu.

There was no fear in Nakolu's clear eyes, but instead there was a gleam of determination.

Facing Qingluan Douluo's powerful martial soul and overwhelming pressure, she straightened her petite body. The breeze blew through her hair, but it couldn't blow away her firm will.

Nakolu held the dagger tightly in her hand, and her small body seemed to contain endless power.

She raised her head slightly, staring at the huge blue phoenix shadow, a stubborn smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if announcing to everyone that the difference in level would not make her retreat.

(End of this chapter)