Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 324 The Fall of Yueguan! Three Thousand Swords Hidden, Sword Intent Merged
"Seventh Soul Skill - Miraculous True Form!"

A thousand-meter-tall, extraordinary chrysanthemum suddenly appeared, turning half the sky into a dazzling gold.

A rich floral fragrance permeated the entire battlefield. The giant chrysanthemum shimmered with a metallic luster, each petal like a divine weapon, sharp and menacing, its cold light piercing the sky.

Undeterred, Li Zhexian took a step forward.

Seven colorful spirit rings rose up beneath his feet.

The seventh golden spirit ring suddenly burst into light.

"Seventh Soul Skill - Azure Lotus True Body!"

The sea of ​​clouds split in two, rolling and receding to both sides.

A pale golden lotus giant sword slowly pierced through the clouds, and the aura of annihilation swept across the land.

The battlefield below.

Whether it was the Star Luo soldiers or the Soul Master army, all the weapons in their hands trembled and vibrated, as if they were facing the Emperor of Swords.

When the blue lotus appears, all things submit.

Under a barrage of shocked gazes.

The rare chrysanthemum and the giant green lotus sword clashed fiercely.

Boom boom boom——!
Boom boom boom——!
A crack was torn open in the sky, and the golden-blue intertwined soul power storm suddenly exploded, with shockwaves crashing down like a monstrous wave.

The earth cracked open, and sand and stones rolled back.

Many people were thrown back by the blast; those who were closer suffered from bleeding from their ears and noses and collapsed to the ground.

The vast expanse of smoke and waves, mixed with raging energy, obscured the view within.

Even the fiercely fighting Dugu Bo and Gui Mei stopped and looked worriedly at the chaotic center of the battlefield.

at last.

The aftershocks dissipated with the wind.

Under everyone's gradually frozen gaze.

Li Zhexian, dressed in a white robe that fluttered in the wind, remained as ethereal as ever.

"puff--!"

Yue Guan's face was deathly pale, his magnificent white robes were now tattered, and blood was gushing from his lips.

"Your Majesty Swordsman is invincible!"

Compared to the lifeless army of Soul Masters.

After a brief silence, tens of thousands of generals from across the land raised their weapons high, roared wildly, and soared into the sky.

A look of horror appeared on Bu Yihou's cold and hard face.

"Is this the fighting strength of His Majesty Sword Wine?"

"At the tender age of twenty, I slay the title with my sword!"

"This is how a man should be!"

At this time.

A hoarse, angry shout rang out.

"Yueguan!"

With a flick of its ghostly form, it was about to rush towards the Moon Gate.

But then a python's tail, as large as a mountain, lashed out.

Ghostly's expression changed drastically, and he hastily raised his arm to block.

boom--! ! !
The ghost was swung back more than 100 meters away.

"Cough cough!"

Follow the bottom of the mask.

Dark, fresh blood dripped incessantly.

He looked at Dugu Bo, who was sitting cross-legged on the Ten-Headed Crimson Serpent Emperor, and a murderous aura suddenly erupted from his lifeless eyes.

"You old poisoner, how dare you stop me!"

Besides the snake head that Dugu Bo sat cross-legged on, the other nine snake heads spewed out scorching poisonous mist, making the ghosts and demons' attacks extremely dangerous.

"So what if I stop you?"

"Today I will not only stop you, but I will also kill you."

The moonlight swept across the fiercely battling ghosts and old poisoners.

He wiped his lips with the back of his slender white hand, looked at Li Zhexian who was drinking with his head tilted back, and felt a storm raging in his heart.

The strength of the seventh soul skill depends on the quality of the martial soul and the age of the soul ring.

As a level 95 Super Douluo, his seventh spirit ring is theoretically limited to 50,000 years, and his spirit is a rare and precious flower—the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum.

Yue Guan couldn't understand...

He, a Super Douluo, was actually defeated by a Soul Saint in a head-on clash with his Martial Soul True Body!
How high is the quality of Li Zhexian's martial spirit?
What is the lifespan of the seventh spirit ring?
"Cough cough!"

Yue Guan covered his lips and coughed lightly, and fresh blood once again seeped from between his fingers.

He looked up and gazed into the distance...

Although the ghost was retreating step by step, it still roared and frantically exchanged blows with Dugu Bo, desperately trying to kill him to his side.

A sorrowful smile slowly appeared on Yue Guan's pale face.

"Ninth Soul Skill—"

He looked at Li Zhexian again.

A chilling coldness welled up in her peach blossom eyes.

The ninth spirit ring beneath his feet suddenly ignited, its light scorching the heavens. Yue Guan's voice, tinged with sobs and madness, echoed throughout the land.

"The chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is covered with wounds, the flowers have fallen and people are heartbroken!"

The true form of Qirong behind him slowly rotated, like a brilliant golden sun falling to earth.

And right now.

The sixth spirit ring beneath Li Zhexian's feet glowed with a blood-red light.

"Sixth Soul Skill - Mirage Thoughts Slaying Illusions".

An invisible and intangible sword, yet aimed directly at the mind, pierced into Yue Guan's brow in an instant.

This sword does not harm the physical body, nor does it destroy the soul's power; it only severs a single thought.

— With a single sword strike, he shattered Yue Guan's thought of "using his ninth soul skill"!
Yue Guan suddenly froze, her eyes filled with blankness.

"What...should I do?"

The ghostly figures who had been distracted by the battlefield were finally terrified.

"Yueguan!"

He used his ghostly martial spirit to entangle Dugu Bo, and although he was at a disadvantage, he was still able to maneuver around him.

But at the moment.

He disregarded everything and took the initiative to materialize, directly taking Dugu Bo's palm strike, and using the momentum to rush towards Yue Guan.

The moment their figures met, a dazzling light erupted from their bodies.

"Yueguan!"

"You go!"

"Soul Fusion Skill - Yin-Yang Stillness..."

A cold smile curled at the corners of Li Zhexian's lips.

"No one can leave."

He pointed his fingers like a sword and slashed fiercely at the two of them.

"The Ninth Form of the Azure Lotus Sword Song - Passing Across a Thousand Autumns".

This sword.

It was as fast as traveling through time.

The sword light seemed to have been unleashed a dozen breaths ago, striking directly at Yue Guan and Gui Mei, who were about to fuse their martial souls.

Under the incredulous gazes of Dugu Bo, Buyi Hou, and thousands of soldiers.

The two figures suddenly became blurry.

The blood that splattered from Yue Guan flowed back to his lips, and the ghostly, mournful cry echoed once more:

"You go!"

"Yueguan!"

The ghost flew back from Yue Guan's side, streaking across the sky along its original path, and fell back in front of Dugu Bo.

"Time and space go backwards?!"

"This is impossible!!"

The ghostly hissing roar shattered the mask on his face.

His face, gaunt and grotesque with terrifying red eyes, was revealed.

He stretched his right hand toward the moon gate.

His face, like that of a vengeful ghost, was filled with terror.

"No...no! No!!"

Li Zhexian's hands.

He finally grasped the hilt of the Azure Lotus Sword at his waist.

This sharp blade, dormant throughout the entire winter, is about to be drawn.

The Heavenly Dream Sword Niche has fused and refined two completely different sword intents, combining them into a single sword.

He slowly drew his sword.

A cold voice echoed between heaven and earth.

"Heavenly Dream Soul Bone Skill - Three Thousand Swords Hidden: Shaking Light and Blazing Frost".

Zheng——!
Zheng——!
Zheng——!
The clanging of swords pierced the air, the sound of swords being drawn penetrating the clouds, chilling and intimidating.

A dazzling sword light burst forth from the gradually revealed blade, as brilliant as a cascading Milky Way, its sharpness overwhelming.

Countless people screamed and closed their eyes, feeling a stinging pain in their eyes, unable to even bear looking at the sword light.

The moment the Azure Lotus Sword was fully drawn...

The stars trembled as if about to fall, the sea of ​​blazing fire surged like a tide, and the frosty serpents froze the land.

The Starry Sky Sword Intent and the Blazing Frost Sword Intent merged into one, transforming into a torrent of sword intent that annihilated all things, instantly engulfing Moon Pass completely.

Rumble, rumble—! ! !
A deafening roar shook the entire battlefield; the earth groaned, and the sky lost its color.

Yue Guan's immense soul power and physical strength went out of control and raged, causing strange changes in the celestial phenomena.

Blood-red clouds surged for thousands of miles, and torrential rain of blood poured down.

The title has fallen, and heaven and earth grieve.

Elder of the Spirit Hall, Level 95 Super Douluo Yue Guan...

Fall.

(End of this chapter)