Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Chapter 323 Conflict breaks out
However, Ning Qingcheng, who ranks eleventh on the popularity list, is no easy opponent.
Just as the eerie ghostly aura was about to entwine her calves, a sharp glint flashed in her clear, glassy eyes, and the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda she held in her hands suddenly burst forth with an unprecedentedly dazzling light.

Six black and three red, nine astonishing spirit rings instantly rose from beneath her feet.

In particular, the crimson light of the three soul rings, representing ten thousand years of life, almost turned half the sky into a crimson glow.

The eighth red spirit ring shone brightly.

"Nine-jeweled glazed glass, celestial crystal wall."

Ning Qingcheng shouted, her voice carrying a sacred and inviolable majesty.

The eighth level of the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda in her hand shone brightly, and a huge crystal wall of indescribable thickness, flowing with seven-colored light and seemingly containing countless perfectly cut diamond facets, expanded outwards from her center.

The crystal wall appeared at an extremely fast speed, as if it had always existed in space and was only illuminated in an instant.

"Chi chi chi——"

The sinister, swirling ghostly energy, upon contact with the seven-colored crystal wall, was like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, emitting a piercing corrosive sound, and was forcibly purified and dispelled.

Wherever the crystal wall passed, the eerie ghostly aura beneath one's feet and the murderous pressure permeating the air were forcibly pushed away and purified.

Ghost Flame's silent, deadly attack, which was powerful enough to severely injure a Super Douluo, was perfectly neutralized by this instantly unleashed eighth soul skill.

The seven-colored crystal wall not only protected Ning Qingcheng herself, but also transformed into a huge light shield, enveloping Tang Zhong, the Grand Elder of the Haotian Sect, Yu Yuanzu, the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and all the powerful figures from the three major sects behind them.

Everyone felt a warm and solid force enveloping their bodies, keeping out the insidious soul-corroding power of Gui Yan.

"Humph."

Having failed to land his first attack, Gui Yan's figure materialized like a ghost around Gu Chenyu and the others. His wide black cloak fluttered without wind, and the gaze beneath his pale mask grew even colder.

He snorted coldly, his tone tinged with apprehension:
"The reaction was quick. As expected of a descendant of one of the original Shrek Seven Devils, a family favored by the gods, the defense of this Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is indeed well-deserved."

The situation became clear in an instant.

Ning Qingcheng's existence is the most powerful amplifier and guardian core of the opposing camp.

If we don't deal with her, we'll be in a completely passive position.

Without any hesitation, Gui Yan's voice instantly reached the ears of Long Xiao, Leng Yulai, Guan Yue, and Gu Chenyu. His speech was extremely fast and clear:

"Long Xiao, Leng Yulai, the two of you join forces and do your best to keep that old guy Tang Zhong from the Haotian Sect occupied. Don't try to kill him, but make sure he can't be distracted and can't get close to Ning Qingcheng."

"Guan Yue." Gui Yan turned to Guan Yue, "Please cooperate with Gu Chenyu to hold off Yu Yuanzu, who has the highest cultivation level in the entire area. He is the most powerful person present, and his attack power is extremely domineering. We must not let him free up his hands."

"As for me," Gui Yan's gaze was fixed on Ning Qingcheng, who was surrounded by seven-colored light and looked like a goddess in the center of the crystal wall. His voice was filled with a desperate madness, "That woman must be taken down by me. Otherwise, with her assistance, Tang Zhong's combat power will be close to that of a quasi-god, and Yu Yuanzu will be able to gain an unimaginable huge improvement. We will definitely be defeated."

Gui Yan remained highly vigilant; he knew he couldn't use Harosa's trump card lightly.

Yun Ming is undoubtedly watching coldly at this moment, and may even be waiting for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

The only ones who can deal with Sky-Piercing Douluo Yun Ming, besides Beast God Di Tian, ​​War God Hall Master Chen Xinjie, are their own hidden Hades Douluo Harosa.

Therefore, Guiyan must guard against this most fatal move.

Otherwise... Yun Ming, with just one gun, could really sweep them all away.

"No problem," Guan Yue agreed without hesitation.

A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a long spear, entirely silver-white with a deep, nebulous glow flowing across its shaft, was now in his grasp.

It was his martial spirit, the Sky-Piercing Spear.

The spear tip trembled slightly, emitting a deep dragon's roar.

His gaze swept over the set of equipment Gui Yan wore, which, although exquisite, was clearly only at the level of a three-word battle armor, and a complex emotion swept through his heart. With Gui Yan's cultivation level of ninety-eight and the power of his martial soul, he already had enough qualifications and resources to seek the craftsman's help to create a four-word battle armor.

However, due to the Federation's and the Spirit Tower's higher-ups' fear of the uncontrollability of his power, coupled with Gui Yan's extremely cruel personality, and the Federation's judgment that Gui Yan harbored some unknown purpose and had great ambitions.

Therefore, both sides have been strictly restricting him, only allowing him to use the three-word battle armor, euphemistically called "controllability".

This restriction is undoubtedly a significant weakening.

Guan Yue pondered to herself that once this matter was over, regardless of the outcome, she would have to submit a report to the highest levels of the Federation, forcefully explaining the pros and cons and striving to lift the restrictions on Gui Yan.

Such beings should not be bound in this way.

"Prepare--"

The voice beneath the Ghost Flame Mask suddenly rose in pitch, carrying a sharp, air-tearing battle intent, like the sounding of a charge.

"It's coming!"

As his last word exploded.

Guan Yue made the first move. The Sky-Piercing Spear burst forth with a dazzling silver light, and she transformed into a silver meteor that tore through space. With an invincible and sharp aura, she charged fiercely toward Yu Yuanzu, who was surrounded by lightning and looked like a thunder god descending to earth.

Wherever the spear tip pointed, space itself was distorted and torn apart.

Gu Chenyu followed closely behind. He took a step forward, and the viscous sea of ​​blood instantly expanded, carrying a terrifying power that devoured life and annihilated souls. Combined with Guan Yue's silver light, it was like a destructive torrent of blood and silver that crashed fiercely into Yu Yuanzu's thunder domain.

The spearhead was aimed directly at the enemy's heart.

"Roar!"

Yu Yuanzu let out a deafening dragon roar, his long hair stood on end, and violent blue-purple lightning shot into the sky like an angry dragon.

He clenched his fists and charged forward fiercely.

The combined attack from Guan Yue and Gu Chenyu put him under unprecedented pressure, but it also ignited his fighting spirit.

the other side.

"Wow—!"

Leng Yulai let out a clear phoenix cry that could pierce through gold and split rocks. The huge black flame phoenix wings on her back suddenly flapped, and she transformed into a dark red line of fire that tore through the sky.

Their target was Tang Zhong, the Grand Elder of the Haotian Sect.

Black flames surged into the sky, burning everything in their path, leaving black marks on the air wherever they went.

There was no trace of languor in Long Xiao's eyes, only a chilling killing intent. He suddenly swung his hands forward.

The tens of thousands of hummingbirds surrounding him instantly transformed into a devastating storm of death.

It emitted a dense buzzing sound that pierced eardrums, like a destructive tide, surging towards Tang Zhong from all directions with a sharpness that could cut through space.

He intended to overwhelm this powerful Haotian Hammer Limit Douluo with sheer numbers and speed.

The pity on Tang Zhong's face vanished completely, leaving only solemnity and ferocity.

He let out a low roar, and a giant hammer, jet black and engraved with ancient runes, seemingly capable of crushing eternity, appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Clear Sky Hammer!
His muscles bulged, his gray robe billowed, and he fiercely raised his hammer as he faced the combined attack of the Phoenix True Fire and the metal storm.

(End of this chapter)