Douluo Dragon King: Panlong Staff? Erlang Shen, the True Lord of Manifestation

On the screen, Qian Gu Lin Feng's figure is agile and vigorous.

A white dress fluttered gently in the light and shadow of the forest.

Like a nimble white falcon weaving among towering ancient trees.

Suddenly, the light ahead dimmed.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Before me lay a dense, impenetrable forest.

The tree canopy, blocking out the sun, completely swallowed up the sunlight.

A cold, damp atmosphere permeated the air.

"Hiss~ Hiss~"

A faint, eerie sound came from all around.

It looked like countless slippery objects wriggling on the dead leaves.

That was the sound of a snake flicking its tongue.

Qian Gu Lin Feng's gaze sharpened, and he looked up in response to the sound.

Even though he was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but frown at this moment.

On the tree trunk overhead, a giant snake, as thick as a water bucket, was coiled up!

Its entire body is covered with dark green scales.

It gleamed with a cold, eerie light in the darkness.

Each scale is as if it were cast from fine steel.

The snake's body meandered and coiled around the thick tree branch.

Judging by appearance, it is nearly nine meters long!

At this moment, it is bowing its head.

A pair of deep green vertical pupils stared intently at Qian Gu Lin Feng below.

The forked, scarlet snake tongue flickered in and out continuously.

It makes a hissing sound.

"This is……"

His pupils contracted slightly as he faced the wind throughout the ages.

"A datura snake?!"

Memories of this kind of spirit beast quickly surfaced in his mind.

The Mandragora Serpent is one of the most terrifying poisonous soul beasts.

It is extremely toxic, not only having a paralyzing effect but also causing devastating damage to the body's nerves.

Its body is extremely tough and difficult to damage with ordinary swords and knives.

The only weaknesses of his body are his eyes and mouth.

But given its speed, attacking those two areas would be extremely difficult.

A thousand years of cultivation before.

The body of the Datura snake is dark green.

Body length increases by one meter every hundred years.

This thing in front of us is nearly nine meters long...

"Nearly nine hundred years of cultivation."

A rapid estimation using the ancient wind.

But that's not the worst part.

The most crucial thing is!

"Hiss~ Hiss~ Hiss~"

In the surrounding darkness, more and more sounds of cocoons being ejected could be heard!

A thousand years have passed, and the afterglow of the wind sweeps by.

All around, on the tree trunks, in the bushes, and even in the piles of dead leaves at your feet, you could see them.

Countless eerie green eyes are lighting up in the darkness!

One, two, three...

There were at least twenty pairs, densely packed together!

And the owners of those eyes.

Each one is a mandrake of varying sizes!

The forest was originally quite spacious.

It became crowded in that instant.

"Holy crap!"

The wind chills me to the bone.

"This isn't a social animal, is it?!"

In the original work, the Mandragora Serpent is clearly a solitary spirit beast!

Xiao Tang almost crashed on one of the routes.

What does it mean to receive more than twenty at once?

"Back then, a single character with four hundred years of experience almost single-handedly defeated God King Tang San. This group is going to crush the entire god realm!"

A single datura snake can be quite troublesome.

However, they still have a fighting chance against a one-ring Soul Master.

However, these twenty-odd individuals formed a clan, with the leader possessing nearly nine hundred years of cultivation.

For a Soul Master who had just reached the first level, this was a fatal predicament!

"Hiss~!"

A sudden whooshing sound rang out!

On the left, a 400-year-old datura snake launched the first attack!

It slid down from the tree trunk, so fast that it left a trail of afterimages in the air.

Open its blood-red maw and strike straight at the throat of the ancient, ethereal figure!

The fangs gleamed with a ghostly green luster.

It was clearly saturated with paralyzing toxins!

Take a big bite, and a sharp sonic boom will be heard!

Through the ages, the wind has blown, and the footsteps of the ancient warriors have changed.

He retreated rapidly backward!

At the same moment, his soul power surged forth.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword is here!

The dark golden divine weapon appeared out of thin air.

It fell into his grasp!

At the same time, the first purple soul ring beneath his feet suddenly shone brightly!

Another dark figure lunged at us from the right!

The second mandala snake had already circled to the side.

This, combined with the first point, creates a pincer attack!

Qian Gu Lin Feng's eyes were sharp; instead of retreating, he advanced!

He barely dodged the fangs of the first snake on his left by sidestepping.

He swept his right hand out with a three-pointed, double-edged sword.

The sharp blade pierced precisely into the open mouth of the snake on the right.

One of the weaknesses of the Datura serpent!

The blade pierced flesh, and blood splattered!

But at the same time, he took a deep breath.

The golden-haired lion-like aura within his body suddenly surged!

First Soul Skill: Golden Mastiff's Battle Spirit!

"Clang!!!"

Golden patterns lit up the gun barrel, and with each thrust or sweep, the tip tore through the air.

It erupted with an extremely sharp and piercing metallic hum.

The sound coalesced into a roaring, golden mastiff-like phantom, lunging forward to bite.

With the supreme pressure of the king of the forest!

The two mandala snakes suddenly froze mid-air.

The fierce attack came to an abrupt halt, and the snake on the left fell directly from the sky.

With a "thud," it crashed to the ground! The snake on the right had already had its mouth pierced.

But with that clang, the snake's body convulsed violently.

A primal fear was revealed in his eyes!

This is the effect of the Golden Mastiff's first soul skill.

Significantly enhances its own attack, defense, and speed!

At the same time, the extreme power contained in the clang was like a bone-deep infection.

If hit, the "Severe Wound" status will be applied:

This force cannot be countered by conventional defenses; one can only withstand it by relying on soul power and blood energy.

Furthermore, the effect of any healing soul skill will be reduced by 60%, and the opponent can only recover slowly on their own!

Of course, the premise is that the difference in cultivation level between you and the other party cannot be too great.

Otherwise, the effect will be greatly reduced.

But these Mandala snakes with a century of cultivation are clearly not among them!

A thousand years have passed, and with a single stroke of the sword, he cuts down.

Completely sever the tough body of the snake on the right!

"Hiss~!!!"

A piercing hiss erupted from the surrounding swarm of snakes!

He was stunned when he first saw the Golden-haired Lion Dog's soul skill.

Isn't this just severe injury plus penetrating wound?

This numerical monster even has a mechanic?!

This soul skill is practically the strictest father figure for support and healing classes!

The vanguard, whose combat power was second only to the Nine-Meter Serpent King, was killed in one blow!

That mandala serpent with four hundred years of cultivation.

The severed body had not yet completely fallen.

The surrounding snakes had fallen into an eerie silence.

"Hiss~ Hiss~"

The sound of the cocoon suddenly quickened.

But the momentum of all the mandala snakes rushing forward came to an abrupt halt.

They dwell on tree trunks and in bushes.

The dark green vertical pupils were fixed on the white figure in the arena.

Not a single one dared to venture forward rashly.

His gaze was cold and sharp, as if facing the wind for eternity.

A flash of golden light appeared between his brows.

Open the Heavenly Eye!

In an instant, the whole world changed completely in his eyes!

The muscle texture and soul power flow of each mandala snake.

Even the next attack intention was clearly detected.

It's like a scene playing in slow motion, flashing into my mind!

He shook his arms.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword gleamed coldly as it flipped in his palm.

He charged towards the snakes like an arrow released from a bow!

"Hiss~!"

The snakes finally moved!

More than twenty dark green figures rushed at the same time.

From all directions, up and down, left and right.

A deadly encirclement was formed!

Throughout history, facing the wind, they have not retreated but advanced.

Where the blade passed, blood splattered!

A datura snake lunged forward, baring its venomous fangs.

He stabbed him in the throat, the knife piercing through his skull!

Two dark figures attacked from the left, and he slightly turned his body.

The three-pointed double-edged sword swept out horizontally, and both snake heads flew up at the same time!

The snake on the right has not yet gotten close.

He swung his sword backhand and cleaved the snake in two!

The snake that attacked from behind opened its blood-red maw.

Without turning his head, he thrust the blade backward, striking the snake squarely in the mouth!

Every move was a fatal blow, every technique was perfectly timed.