Douluo: Legend of the Holy Land

Chapter 321 The Golden Triangle Unveiled

Yu Xiaogang's face was gloomy. The strength of the Purple Dragon far exceeded his imagination. He should know that they also had the support of Ning Fengzhi, the former number one support-type Soul Master in the world.

Although Ye Lingling has taken this position, the Sacred Heart Begonia's main function is recovery. In terms of amplification ability, Ning Fengzhi is still the best in the world.

Although Ning Rongrong has also broken through to level 70, her ability to control distractions is far from reaching the level of the Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart, and therefore she cannot be compared with Ning Fengzhi.

"Flander, Jiryu, this guy is too strong. Use that move!"

"good!"

Flander and Liu Erlong nodded in unison.

Golden light flashed again, and all three simultaneously spat out a mouthful of blood, which landed on the central ring of the golden triangle formation. In an instant, their blood merged inside the ring, transforming into a single point of golden light that struck Luo Sanpao like lightning.

Luo Sanpao spread his dragon wings, and golden light rose up, burning wildly like flames. His dragon roars grew louder and louder, and the burning golden flames condensed before Luo Sanpao. In an instant, a completely transparent golden holy dragon solidified.

The original golden holy dragon began to shrink rapidly until it transformed into the shape of Luo Sanpao and drifted back into the golden triangle formation.

The Golden Sacred Dragon's strongest ultimate technique—the true form of the Sacred Dragon.

The transparent golden holy dragon spread its wings and soared high, heading straight for the blue dragon.

At the same time, Luo Sanpao, who had fallen into the Golden Triangle Formation, shrank rapidly, turned into a blue-purple light, and disappeared into Yu Xiaogang's body.

The Holy Dragon's True Form is the Golden Holy Dragon's strongest attack, but it is also a desperate move. In order to launch this attack, Flander, Liu Erlong, and Yu Xiaogang's soul power was completely drained, and their faces turned deathly pale.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Seven Treasures True Body!"

Not far behind the Golden Iron Triangle, Ning Fengzhi's seventh soul ring lit up, and a pagoda more than ten meters high rose into the air, radiating seven-colored light and shining brightly in the night sky.

Roar!

With the activation of the Martial Soul True Form, the amplification effect of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has reached a new level.

The amplified golden holy dragon phantom let out a huge roar, releasing terrifying dragon might, howling winds, and the entire world seemed to tremble.

Yu Xiaogang was confident that, with Ning Fengzhi's full support, the power of this attack was no less than that of his father Yu Yuanzhen's ninth soul skill at his peak.

However, all of this was insignificant in front of Shiryu.

On Qinglong's body, the bright red 100,000-year soul ring, ranked eighth, burst forth with dazzling light.

Eighth Soul Skill, Hundred Dragons Overlord!

Amidst a thunderous roar, countless azure dragons soared forth, transforming into dazzling meteors that streaked across the night sky, heading straight for the golden holy dragon.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amidst a series of explosions, the golden holy dragon's body shattered, releasing terrifying energy waves that instantly sent the three, whose soul power was already exhausted, flying away.

Ning Fengzhi, who was not far away, was also affected, but fortunately he had a level 6 soul tool that he had bought from the Nine Star Palace in his early years, which blocked most of the aftershocks.

"Prepare to die!"

The purple dragon raised its enormous claw, and a burst of intense light erupted from it. A claw shadow, a hundred meters long, descended from the sky, heading straight for the Golden Iron Triangle.

"Xiao Gang!"

Liu Erlong shouted, and with a surge of power she seemed to gain strength from nowhere, she rushed forward two steps and used her body as a shield to block Yu Xiaogang.

"Two dragons!"

Flander also shouted, gritted his teeth and rushed to the front, spreading his arms to block Liu Erlong.

A flash of blue light appeared, but Flander and Liu Erlong's human shields were of no use, since both Soul Douluos had exhausted their soul power.

The figures of the three were swallowed up by the giant claw shadow, and they went to another world to continue their melodramatic love triangle.

"teacher!"

"Dean!"

"Boss!"

"aunt!"

With a few exclamations, Flander's disciple Ma Hongjun, Shrek's elders Zhao Wuji, Li Yusong, Lu Qibin, Qin Ming, and Yu Tianxin, the last bloodline of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, all rushed towards the Purple Dragon with bloodshot eyes.

Well, no one is doing this for that master, Yu Xiaogang.

"idiot!"

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but curse angrily, not wanting even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's support to fall into the hands of these brainless idiots.

Although Flander and his two companions have a powerful Soul Master who is holding them back, they possess the only Trinity Martial Soul Fusion Skill on the continent and still have the potential to challenge a Title Douluo.

These people include one Soul Douluo, two Soul Saints, and three Soul Emperors, among whom one has a ten-year Soul Ring. What can they do if they all rush in? They'll just be throwing away a few more heads.

With several dragon roars, these people, including the original Phoenix God Ma Hongjun, all perished under the purple dragon's claws and their souls returned to the underworld.

"what!"

Just then, another scream rang out, drawing everyone's attention.

In the sky, a dark shadow fell at an extremely fast speed, crashing heavily onto the palace wall. The palace wall, which had already been affected by various soul skills and was covered with countless cracks, could no longer withstand the impact and collapsed instantly.

High above, Xiao Yu stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching Tang Xiao lying in the ruins.

The sect leader of the number one sect in the world was in a terrible state. His soul power was depleted, his face was pale, and his breathing was weak. His body was like a forest eroded by wind and rain, with broken branches, withered leaves, and covered in wounds. Blood kept seeping from the wounds, staining half of his body red.

Everyone gasped in shock. That was a Super Douluo at the peak of level 97, and he also possessed the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul with extreme power attributes. Yet, in such a short time, he had fallen to such a state.

"Fengzhi, run!"

Sword Douluo unleashed a powerful sword aura, forcing Yang Wudi back before turning and flying through the crowd. He grabbed Ning Fengzhi, then found Ning Rongrong in the crowd, and together they fled towards the outside of the palace.

Tang Xiao's defeat signifies the failure of their operation tonight. Sword Douluo knew he was no match for Tang Xiao, and now Xiao Yu, who had beaten Tang Xiao to such a miserable state, was free to act. Among their group, who could stop him?

Defeat was inevitable, and it was now wishful thinking to try to escape unscathed. All he could do was take Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong with him. As for the remaining nearly three thousand sect disciples, Sword Douluo could only pray that they would have a good time for the time being.

"Sword Douluo, please take us with you!"

Xue Xing and Xue Beng, who were standing next to Ning Fengzhi, immediately became anxious and shouted loudly in the direction where Sword Douluo had left.

Sword Douluo didn't even turn his head. He was joking. He was running for his life. Who would take two of you as a burden?

(End of this chapter)