Douluo's Flame Spear: Chongli's Demise and Heart Flame's Overpowered Power

In just a few breaths, three Title Douluo appeared; their powerful auras were so overwhelming that Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo felt suffocated and forgot to breathe for a moment.

Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan below looked at Zhu Zhuqing in the sky with complicated expressions.

Even when facing Shui Bing'er, who had already broken through to the Soul Saint realm, they were not as powerless as they are now; the gap in their soul power levels has widened considerably.

It is beyond our reach.

Yan even vaguely sensed that the way the soldiers around him were looking at him had changed and become strange.

My face felt burning, as if I had been slapped across the face.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's face was grim, and Ghost Douluo's expression was similarly strange; although his own face was already quite dark.

"Old ghost, it seems a battle is inevitable today; prepare to fight," Chrysanthemum Douluo said in a low, shrill voice.

Zhu Zhuqing and the others, being titled Douluo, possessed incredibly sharp eyesight, not to mention that they had all cultivated the Purple Demon Eye to enhance their vision.

The little tricks of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo could not be hidden from Zhu Zhuqing and the other two.

"Seventh Soul Skill - Totoro True Form"

Behind Zhu Zhuqing, a black martial spirit resembling a cat, which she had never seen before, appeared.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged a glance: "Totoro? It seems that the opponent's Netherworld Cat Martial Soul has undergone an evolution that we are unaware of, and it is probably evolving towards a dragon-like form."

"Seventh Soul Skill - Martial Soul True Body" x2!

Not to be outdone, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo unleashed their true martial spirit forms, and at the same time, the entire army of the Martial Spirit Empire behind them displayed their martial spirits and charged towards the Star Luo Empire's army.

Yang Lieshui and Yang Liefeng simultaneously activated their weapon spirit true forms, and their first three spirit rings lit up.

Yang Lieshui rushed towards Yao Mei's direction.

Yang Liefeng plunged headlong into the army, and with a sweep of his spear, large numbers of Soul Masters were cut into pieces.

"How dare you, you brat?" Ghost Douluo turned around and went down to stop Yang Liefeng.

Seeing Ghost Douluo leave the arena, Yang Liefeng smiled and said, "You've finally come down. I've been waiting for you here for a long time; Eighth Soul Skill - Hunting Wind Demon Field."

A cyan, domain-like soul skill enveloped Ghost Douluo, and within its range, all the Martial Soul Empire troops were instantly shredded into a pile of minced meat that fell to the ground.

"Hmm? An invisible attack, it feels so sharp." Ghost Douluo quickly used his martial soul to escape into the darkness and avoid the omnipresent damage.

And to minimize the possibility of themselves being harmed.

Yang Liefeng stood still, holding a gun in one hand, showing no intention of pursuing Ghost Douluo.

As long as these two don't use their Martial Soul Fusion Technique to control the field, the Po Tian Sect's Killing Spear Battle Formation will be as destructive as a meat grinder.

No matter how many troops the Martial Soul Empire sends, they're just throwing their lives away.

Further back, Yan immediately activated his ranged soul skill, enveloping Hu Liena and Xie Yue within it, and quickly fused them together using the martial soul fusion skill, Yao Mei, making them one.

Yang Lieshui's spear, like a flowing whip, bypassed Yan's obstruction and struck Yao Mei directly. With just one blow, a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of Yao Mei's mouth.

Fifth Soul Skill - Cloud Dream Marsh

The land beneath Yan's feet, which was originally covered by lava, was quickly covered by the mixture of Yang Lieshui. After the lava cooled rapidly, it turned from hard to muddy swamp.

Even more terrifying, Yan discovered that his feet had somehow been caught in the muddy swamp.

No matter how high the temperature is, the martial spirit cannot solidify the swamp and escape from it.

With a wave of his hand, Yang Lieshui swallowed Yan's figure in an instant, and he disappeared from Yao Mei's sight.

"The Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall is indeed exceptionally talented, but unfortunately your opponent is me; a level 93 Title Douluo." Yang Lieshui's figure flashed, and the spear in his hand attacked Yao Mei again at a strange angle.

"Clang!"

Yao Mei blocked the attack with her moon blade, only to discover that the water whip, though seemingly flowing water, was incredibly hard.

The next second, the water whip became incredibly soft, falling onto Yao Mei's body like real water.

"Hiss! So heavy." Yao Mei felt as if she was being filled with lead when she touched the part of the Water Whip.

Every step and every movement requires ten times or even more physical effort than before.

"There's something wrong with this water." Yao Mei looked up at Yang Lieshui in shock, wondering why her sister's charm had no effect on her at all.

"escape!"

Facing a Title Douluo, if one continues to fight, one might be captured. Nana is a disciple of His Holiness the Pope, and both she and her brother are members of the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall, and have been awarded the Purple Record Medal.

If they were captured alive, it would be an incredibly heavy blow to the Spirit Empire and even to Bibi Dong.

"Nana, old ghost!" Chrysanthemum Douluo noticed Yao Mei's embarrassment and turned to rush towards Yang Lieshui.

Anyone can get into trouble, but Hu Liena cannot. She is the candidate for the next pope and the holy maiden of the Spirit Hall.

Hu Liena is more than just an identity or a Soul Master; she represents a banner of the Spirit Hall.

To have your flag captured by the enemy during war is a great humiliation.

Just as Chrysanthemum Douluo was about to reach Yang Lieshui from behind, Yang Lieshui, who was about to be ambushed, revealed a smile.

Yao Mei's heart skipped a beat, sensing something was very wrong; this scene looked like a trap.

"call!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo felt as if a gust of wind had brushed past him, and the next second he was kicked into the mud.

Her five fingers transformed into long claws, and Zhu Zhuqing landed gracefully like Totoro; then she disappeared again, rushing into the smoke and dust where Chrysanthemum Douluo was.

Fifth Soul Skill - Gathering of Cold Blossoms.

Zhu Zhuqing's claws easily blocked Chrysanthemum Douluo's petal blades, but at the same time, this move also temporarily halted her attack.

Yang Lieshui turned around, his spear bending and then transforming into a water whip that passed through the water as the petals and sharp blades sliced ​​through it, falling to the ground.

After taking a powerful kick from Zhu Zhuqing, Chrysanthemum Douluo felt as if his whole body had fallen apart, but as soon as he stood up, he was tightly bound by the Water Whip.

"The eighth soul skill—Earth Yuan Heavy Water."

Yang Lieshui's voice was like a whisper from hell. Ju Douluo felt as if every inch of his skin, every cell, and even the soul power within him were being crushed by mountains.

Even their spirits felt an unprecedented weight, becoming incredibly heavy.

Yao Mei tightened her grip on the moon blade behind Yang Lieshui, then turned and disappeared into a pink streak of light on the battlefield.

Without hesitation, Zhu Zhuqing pierced through Chrysanthemum Douluo's chest with a single claw, crushing his blood-red, throbbing heart. With a flick of his wrist, he cleaned the grime from his hand.

"Old Chrysanthemum!" As if sensing something, Ghost Douluo turned around and saw Zhu Zhuqing tear Chrysanthemum Douluo's heart apart with a claw, roaring hysterically.

"You deserve to die! You deserve to die!!!"