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

The voice seemed to possess a strange magic, like the gentlest breeze caressing the heart, or like the most tempting honey dripping into the mind.

The Green Skull members who heard it instantly became mesmerized and captivated, their offensive involuntarily slowing down as if they were about to completely succumb to the beautiful melody.

"Oh no, it's psychotic manipulation! Wake up!"

A powerful cultivator bit his tongue sharply, the intense pain jolting him awake. He forcibly broke free from the allure, his eyes widening in horror as he cried out in alarm!

However, his reminder came too late.

The originally melodious, flowing sound of the demonic music suddenly changed the moment it captivated everyone's attention.

It's like a calm sea suddenly being churned up with towering waves, crashing with a thunderous roar!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The deafening sound waves, piercing the depths of the soul, were like countless sharp needles, fiercely penetrating the spiritual sea of ​​all those who had fallen.

"Puff puff--"

In an instant, mouthfuls of blood gushed out from the mouths of the Green Skull organization members as if it were free, staining a small patch of sky red.

Having suffered severe damage to their mental strength, they fell from the sky like dumplings being dropped into a pot, or stood frozen in place, unable to fight.

Yuan Enhui's true form curled into a wicked smirk. The power of the fallen angel was unpredictable and impossible to defend against. The destructive power of the group mental attack was on full display at this moment.

However, just as Yuanen Yehui's attack severely injured many enemies and slightly relieved the pressure on the front, the seven elders from the Haotian Sect, like seven meteorites, descended on the core of the battlefield with unparalleled power!

The seven men, simply by standing there, exuded an aura as heavy as mountains and as domineering as the Haotian Hammer, instantly changing the atmosphere of the battlefield.

"They are the seven elders of the Haotian Sect!"

Among the remaining Green Skull members below, someone suddenly let out a cry of relief, their face filled with excitement and ecstasy.

"The seven elders of the Haotian Sect have arrived! We're safe now!"

"Great! Let's see how arrogant these brats can be now!"

Many people breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had found their pillar of support.

They knew that although none of the seven elders were Limit Douluo, with the domineering power of the Clear Sky Hammer and their combined attack techniques, they could unleash terrifying combat power comparable to Limit Douluo when they joined forces.

"Hmph, they're just a few greenhorn kids."

The second elder, who was in the lead, swept his cold gaze across the front, then looked around at the chaotic battle scene and the heavy casualties suffered by the Green Skull organization. His face immediately darkened, and his tone was filled with undisguised contempt and anger at their incompetence.

"A mere few young people managed to rout you bunch of trash so easily! What a disgrace!"

"It seems that the goddess of beauty takes you too seriously, wasting the power she bestowed on pigs!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the seven elders' cold, murderous gazes, like seven invisible hammers, locked onto the seven people in front of them.

"Haven't you heard the old saying in the Federation: 'Seven people working together can withstand an army of thousands!'"

Facing the pressure from the seven Super Douluo, Xie Xie was not afraid at all. Instead, he sneered and spoke first, trying to gain the upper hand in terms of momentum.

Upon hearing this, Yue Zhengyu turned his head and gave him a questioning look:

"Is there such an old saying? I've never heard of it before."

"Of course!" Xie Xie said confidently, without blushing or skipping a beat. "It's just that you haven't read enough books."

Le Zhengyu gave him a strange once-over and uttered three words indifferently:
"You fart."

Xie Xie: "..."

Momentarily speechless.

Tang Wulin, standing to the side, helplessly raised his hand to his forehead, looking as if he didn't recognize the two people. "Stop spouting nonsense!"

Long Chen was somewhat impatient. His true form as the Dragon King was filled with fighting spirit. He raised his eyes and said in a loud voice:

"Forget about elders, today our Seventh Young Master will slaughter them all, leaving no one alive, and let them know who their father is!"

"Seventh Young Master?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Xiaoyan and Yuanen Yehui, who were behind them, immediately had strange expressions.

Xu Xiaoyan couldn't help but complain:
"Long Chen, are you treating us like men now?"

"Cough cough..."

A hint of embarrassment seemed to flash across Long Chen's eyes as he explained in a muffled voice:
"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue! It's our Seven...Seven Heroes!"

"That's a good idea, it sounds better than Seventh Young Master." Le Zhengyu nodded in approval. "Today, let's try Seven Heroes against Seven Elders, haha."

"Then let me choose my opponent first!"

Xie Xie was the first to step forward, grinning as he turned his gaze to the seven elders and began to select one.

"This one is too short, this one is too fat, this one has a more balanced figure, but unfortunately, they're too ugly..."

Xie Xie pointed at the seven elders in front of him and muttered without any attempt to hide his voice. Although his voice was not loud, everyone present was a powerful figure and could hear him clearly.

In an instant, a barrage of furious gazes, almost spitting fire, were like cold arrows, all focused on Xie Xie.

Especially the Fifth Elder, whom he had singled out for being too ugly, his eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and endless humiliation and killing intent seemed to materialize, as if he wanted to devour and crush him.

"You damned brat! You glib-tongued little bastard, I'm leaving him to you!!"

Unable to contain his raging fury any longer, the Fifth Elder let out a beastly roar, took a step forward, and raised the massive Haotian Hammer in his hand with a thunderous crash.

The sharp, domineering, and heavy hammer blows instantly filled the surrounding world, as if even the temperature of the air dropped sharply due to its violent killing intent.

Being ugly was already a thorn in his side, and now to be mocked by a mere kid in front of everyone was an utter disgrace!
At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to smash this foul-mouthed brat into a pulp!

"Hmph, it's not your fault that you're ugly, but it's wrong of you to come out and scare people when you're ugly. Didn't your parents tell you that?"

Facing the terrifying hammer strike, Xie Xie was not afraid at all. Instead, he laughed and flashed forward, his twin daggers flashing with intense spatial fluctuations.

It's just a level 97 cultivation, Xie Xie, with his Time-Space Dragon Martial Soul, isn't afraid at all.

"If you're ugly, don't fucking come out and scare people!"

The battle is about to break out.

The two sides were already locked in a stalemate, with no room for maneuver.

Moreover, Xie Xie and the Fifth Elder now have a feud over their looks.

The two unleashed their most terrifying and ruthless killing moves without holding back.

"Boom! Bang! Crack!"

With his mastery of space, Xie Xie drew mysterious trajectories with his twin daggers, choosing to confront the incredibly heavy Haotian Hammer head-on.

Each clash between the dagger and the giant hammer produced a deafening metallic clang, sparks flew, and turbulent energy currents raged wildly.

"You ugly monster, if you've got the guts, don't hide! Fight me head-on! Do you still have that hammer in your hand?!"

Even amidst the fierce exchange of blows, Xie Xie managed to find a moment to roar, attempting to provoke his opponent. (End of Chapter)