Douluo Continent: Become stronger by stealing Tang San's luck!

Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo exchanged a glance, their faces showing alarm.

Their resolve began to waver, and a crack appeared in their previous certainty and confidence.

After all, the unwavering trust that Ice Bear Douluo and Time Douluo placed in Tang Lan made them wonder if their own judgment was too arbitrary.

The powerful soul energy fluctuations emanating from the eye of the storm also made them feel uneasy and fearful.

If Tang Lan is still alive, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Roar~"

At that moment, a dragon's roar, as powerful as a thunderclap, resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

The voice seemed to come from the ancient wilderness, carrying boundless majesty and domineering power.

Wherever the sound waves reached, space trembled, as if the whole world was shaking in fear at the roar.

Then everyone saw an ancient dragon.

Its enormous size blots out the sky, resembling a moving mountain range.

The ancient dragon's scales shimmered with a mysterious light; each scale was like a giant shield, radiating an aura of indestructibility.

The light, sometimes blue, sometimes purple, intertwined, like a dream, yet making people hesitant to approach it easily.

Its dragon claws were incredibly sharp, like gleaming blades, seemingly capable of easily tearing through the void.

Each swing created a sharp gust of wind.

The dragon's horns soar into the clouds, resembling towering trees, exuding unparalleled nobility, as if they were a natural symbol of royalty.

Gu Long's eyes were like raging flames, and wherever his gaze fell, the air seemed to be ignited, emanating wisps of scorching heat.

It opened its gaping maw, and the breath it exhaled seemed capable of turning everything to ashes.

The fangs in its mouth were as sharp as swords, chilling to the bone.

Everyone was stunned by the sight, and the whole world seemed to fall into a deathly silence at that moment.

The Star Douluo, Ice Bear Douluo, and others, who were originally arguing fiercely,

At this moment, they all seemed to be frozen in place, their mouths agape, unable to close for a long time.

Their eyes widened in disbelief.

Star Douluo's body trembled slightly, and his confidence crumbled instantly;

Ice Bear Douluo's eyes widened, his face showing a mixture of surprise and delight, and he murmured:

"This guy is really something!"

The Holy Spirit Cult and the Soul Saints and Soul Douluos of the Four Great Empires were so frightened that their legs went weak, and their usual pride and prestige vanished completely.

The weapons in their hands fell to the ground with a clatter, and some people even collapsed to the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

They gazed at the enormous ancient dragon in the sky, their hearts filled with fear and confusion.

Where did this ancient dragon come from?

The immense pressure made them feel a chill run down their spines.

Tang Ya covered her mouth, trying hard not to gasp, but her wide eyes and rapid breathing betrayed her extreme shock.

Her heart was pounding, filled with concern and surprise for Tang Lan.

Jiang Nannan's face drained of color as she stared blankly at the ancient dragon in the sky, completely oblivious to everything around her.

Her mind seemed to freeze at that moment, leaving only awe at the breathtaking scene before her.

Ma Xiaotao gasped. Her eyes were filled with awe and anticipation, and she was secretly amazed by Tang Lan's power.

Even the usually composed Time Douluo couldn't help but tremble slightly, muttering to himself:

"What... what kind of being is this?"

A look of surprise flashed across his face at first, then a relieved smile appeared.

Because he knew this was Tang Lan's second martial soul.

The guy was indeed alright, and my worries vanished instantly.

The next second, Tang Lan's domineering and disdainful voice boomed out like thunder:

"You think you can kill me with just one blow?"

His voice was filled with endless sarcasm, as if he were mocking the naive delusions of a group of childish children, full of contempt and disdain for them.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be impacted by the sound, churning even more violently, and the already dim sky became even more gloomy.

"You're not qualified!"

Every word was resounding, striking the hearts of the crowd like a heavy hammer, causing their hearts to tremble involuntarily.

A fierce wind howled past, causing the surrounding trees to sway wildly, their branches rustling as if cheering on Tang Lan's momentum.

The energy storm slowly dissipated like a tide, and Tang Lan's imposing figure gradually emerged clearly.

He was like a war god descending to earth, his posture as upright as a pine tree, standing proudly and exuding an aura of dominance over the world.

The ground beneath his feet seemed to tremble slightly under his pressure, and the surrounding sand and stones were swept up by an invisible force, flying wildly in the air.

He exuded a powerful surge of soul energy.

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The waves were like surging, boundless ocean waves, one after another, spreading wildly in all directions with overwhelming force.

Ancient dragons surrounded him, their mighty power seemingly capable of suppressing all evil in the world.

At that moment, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, instantly illuminating the figures of Tang Lan and Gu Long, making them appear even more majestic and inviolable.

Tang Lan and Gu Long complemented each other, and the oppressive aura they exuded made everyone present feel breathless, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on their chests.

Even their souls trembled under this oppressive force, as if surrendering to this absolute power.

Upon seeing this, Tang Ya, Ma Xiaotao, and the others were overjoyed.

Tang Ya's eyes glistened with tears of emotion, the glistening tears threatening to spill over at any moment. She murmured to herself:

"Great, Tang Lan is still alive!"

His voice trembled uncontrollably, a result of extreme excitement.

Her hands unconsciously covered her chest, as if trying to calm her rapidly beating heart.

Ma Xiaotao loosened her clenched fist, and a bright smile bloomed on her face.

Her smile was like the warm spring sun, bright and comforting. She said excitedly:

"I knew he wouldn't be defeated so easily! He always manages to create miracles!"

The Holy Spirit Cult and the people of the four great empires were filled with shock and fear.

Their faces were ashen, as if their souls had been ripped out, their eyes filled with despair and helplessness.

Their bodies involuntarily moved backward, and some even stumbled and nearly fell to the ground.

"Tang Lan is still alive after such a blow!"

A Contra player said in a trembling voice,

His voice was filled with despair and fear, as if the end of the world had come. His face was pale and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Another Soul Saint echoed in horror:

"How is this possible? This is a nightmare! What should we do?"

The expressions of Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo became extremely solemn, their brows furrowing deeply. (End of Chapter)