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

Their howls intertwined, forming a chilling wave of sound, like a call from hell.

The ferocious bird flapped its wings, creating a gust of wind that swept in, sending sand and stones flying everywhere.

It swooped down with lightning speed, its sharp claws gleaming coldly like the scythe of death, heading straight for the three.

Wang Dong gasped, muttering to himself, "This...this is a nightmare."

His voice was filled with despair and helplessness; he had already prepared for the worst.

Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth and shouted, "Don't be afraid, we must hold on!"

His eyes, though filled with fear, also held a hint of determination and resilience. He mentally encouraged himself:

"We can't give up like this; we must get back alive!"

However, faced with such a terrifying army of soul beasts, their hearts were filled with deep fear and unease.

The overwhelming number of soul beasts, the suffocating pressure...

It made them feel as if they were in boundless darkness, unable to see a glimmer of hope.

Tang Lan remained unfazed, her gaze fixed firmly on the surging army of soul beasts ahead.

His resolute face was like a sculpture, showing no fear or retreat, but rather a strong fighting spirit, like a burning flame, fiery and unwavering.

He shouted, "Don't be afraid! Hold your ground! We might still have a fighting chance!"

His voice was powerful and resonant, echoing through the valley, giving Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong a sense of courage and confidence.

Hearing Tang Lan's call, Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong felt a little more at ease.

Looking at Tang Lan's resolute back, they felt as if they had found a source of support.

Tang Lan took the first step forward, his soul power surging and shining brightly, as if a war god had descended.

He gripped the Overlord Spear tightly with both hands, the tip pointing at the group of soul beasts, as if he were a one-man fortress against ten thousand.

His eyes were filled with determination, without the slightest hesitation or fear.

Wang Dong took a deep breath, suppressing his fear, and said, "Senior, we'll go with you!"

Although his voice was still trembling slightly, his eyes revealed a firm determination.

Huo Yuhao mustered his courage and said, "Let's give it our all!"

He gripped the weapon tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

Tang Lan's figure flashed, rushing towards the group of soul beasts like a ghost.

His movements were as fast as lightning, and the Overlord Spear was wielded with great force, creating a series of shadowy effects.

Each swing carries a sharp gust of wind and immense power.

Wherever the spear tip touched, the flesh of the soul beast was torn apart, and blood splattered everywhere.

Some soul beasts were pierced through the body and fell to the ground dead;

Some were struck by the gun barrel, their bones broke, and they rolled to the side screaming in agony.

Huo Yuhao unleashed his soul power, and light condensed into sharp arrows at his fingertips, shooting towards the soul beasts with a whoosh.

The arrows accurately struck the soul beasts' eyes, throats, and other vital areas, instantly rendering them unable to attack.

However, some soul beasts dodged the attack and pounced on Huo Yuhao, forcing him to tumble and roll in a sorry state, his clothes torn to shreds.

Wang Dong spread his wings and flew rapidly through the air.

But the spirit beasts were not to be outdone. Several long-horned apes leaped high, trying to grab Wang Dong's wings.

Wang Dong narrowly avoided the attack, his forehead already covered in sweat.

However, the number of soul beasts was enormous, surging up wave after wave.

They flow like a tide, endlessly.

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong gradually felt their strength failing, their breathing became rapid, and their movements began to slow down.

They had many wounds on their bodies, and their clothes were stained with blood.

Wang Dong's arm was scratched by the claws of a soul beast, and blood flowed down his arm, but he gritted his teeth and showed no intention of backing down.

Tang Lan suddenly thrust the Overlord Spear into the mouth of a lunging soul beast, then forcefully flicked it away into the distance.

Huo Yuhao was bitten on the leg by a soul beast. The intense pain almost made him lose his balance, but he endured the pain and continued to unleash his soul power attack.

Wang Dong's wing was torn by the sharp horn of a soul beast, making his movements less agile, but he still managed to block the soul beast's attack.

Seeing this, Tang Lan shouted, "Concentrate your forces and break through in one direction!"

His voice carried a hint of anxiety, but more so calmness and decisiveness.

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The three men stood back to back, supporting each other, and charged forward with all their might in one direction.

Tang Lan roared, and his soul power erupted like a raging fire.

The dazzling light illuminated the entire battlefield, making him appear like an invincible war god.

He leaped forward, single-handedly blocking the surging soul beasts for Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong.

He gripped the Overlord Spear tightly in both hands, his taut arms seemingly brimming with boundless power.

He swept out with a sudden, powerful strike, creating a violent hurricane that howled and swept across the surroundings.

Wherever the gun passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a sharp screech.

A group of soul beasts were directly blasted away by this overwhelming force. Some crashed into the mountain wall, their bones and muscles shattering instantly, turning into a pile of minced meat.

Some fell heavily to the ground with a dull thud, never to rise again; only faint twitches indicated the passing of their lives.

Tang Lan's eyes were filled with determination and killing intent, like two raging flames that wanted to burn all the enemies in front of her to ashes.

His movements were fluid and seamless, without the slightest pause.

The spear tip shot out with lightning speed, each strike precisely hitting the soul beast's vital points—whether it was the throat, the heart, or the head.

Blood splattered everywhere, like blooming flowers of death.

Taking advantage of the lull in Tang Lan's attack on the other soul beasts, a gigantic soul beast, as large as a small mountain, pounced on him with bared teeth and claws.

Those menacing fangs gleamed with a cold light, sending chills down one's spine.

Tang Lan dodged to the side with a light yet incredibly swift movement, avoiding the deadly attack like a ghost.

At the same time, the barrel of his gun slammed down on his back with tremendous force.

With a crisp "crack," the soul beast's spine snapped instantly.

The soul beast let out a painful roar, its voice deafening, and collapsed to the ground, struggling desperately, but it could no longer get up.

Tang Lan, like a war god, charged left and right through the horde of soul beasts.

Wherever they went, the soul beasts fell one after another, forming a bloody slaughterground.

His clothes were already stained red with blood, some of his own, but mostly of the blood of the spirit beasts.

The blood that had congealed on his body did not diminish his imposing aura in the slightest; on the contrary, it made him appear even more ferocious and savage.

Taking advantage of the time Tang Lan bought for them, Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong charged forward with all their might.

Huo Yuhao's eyes widened, his mouth slightly agape, his gaze filled with disbelief and deep admiration. He murmured to himself:

"Senior is so powerful! He managed to hold off most of this terrifying tide of soul beasts all by himself." (End of Chapter)