Douluo: My Father, Titled Douluo

Chapter 249 Yu Xiaogang’s martial soul was abolished and his soul power was cleared.

The sharp bones of Yuan Xunlu's white dragon protruded like sharp blades, and the steel muscles undulated under the scales.

Subsequently,

The white dragon burned up and became the sun.

"In the soul master world,

The martial soul fusion skill itself rarely appears, and it is possible to succeed only by chance.

And the martial soul fusion skills performed by the three of you are almost unique in the world of soul masters.

I'm very envious,

Because I am too strong,

Almost no one can use martial soul fusion skills with me."

"..." The golden iron triangle.

Good Versailles.

"It's better to show off your gifts, otherwise I wouldn't be able to know Flanders and Erlong."

The Golden Holy Dragon speaks human words.

If Qian Xunji hadn't driven him away, he would have stayed in Wuhun Hall shamelessly.

If Bibi Dong becomes the Pope in the future, wouldn’t he be the Pope’s husband?

The Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect can also use this relationship to shake the foundation of Wuhun Palace and threaten the interests of Qianjia.

"Seeing the body of a dragon saying such words with your voice, I really feel ashamed of the Silver Dragon King. A dragon scum like you actually..."

Yuan Xunlu felt a chill in his heart when he saw the golden holy dragon mouthing words and Yu Xiaogang's hypocritical voice.

In the Golden Iron Triangle and their martial soul fusion skills,

Flying Horn Flanders provides the ability to fly and its own soul power.

The Killing Horn Liu Erlong provides his own soul power and dragon body.

What Yu Xiaogang provided was the body of Luo Sanpao and his wisdom...

If he has.

"Sword Arm!"

Yuan Xunlu casually struck with a blow, aiming directly at the heart of the Golden Holy Dragon.

Luo Sanpao's dragon wings converged, his whole body was filled with golden light, his body fell towards the ground, and then he suddenly turned around in mid-air.

"The fart is like thunder, and the sky and the earth are shattered by three cannons!"

The master drank out his original soul skill. Under the influence of the martial soul fusion skill Golden Holy Dragon, this was no longer an ordinary fart.

This is,

Dragon fart!

A thick golden mist spurted out from under Luo San Pao's dragon tail, condensing into a golden light shield in mid-air to block the flying sword energy.

"The face of the Dragon Clan has been completely shamed by you."

Yuan Xunlu felt that Yu Xiaogang was really a scornful person, and his soul skills were really too wretched. Even if Luo Sanpao's martial arts was not good, you shouldn't have a fart soul skill.

The white dragon transformed by Yuan Xunlu came to the golden holy dragon with a buzzing sound, and a dragon claw grabbed the golden holy dragon's head.

"Look, what's the use of a dragon that can only fart?" Yuan Xunlu asked.

The bodies of Luo Sanpao and the master trembled violently at the same time.

"I remember that attacking you is ineffective...then destroy Luo Sanpao first."

The white dragon's claws tore off the golden holy dragon's head, and Luo Sanpao let out a cry of pain and a shrill scream.

"No!"

Yu Xiaogang watched helplessly as his Luo Sanpao martial spirit was being destroyed inch by inch by Yuan Xunlu, while his ridiculous level 29 great spirit master cultivation was passing away quickly.

Yu Xiaogang,

He will become a soulless useless person.

Just when Yu Xiaogang was defeated, the cavalry on the battlefield also began to charge.

King Barak actually chose to gather his army and open the city to meet the enemy.

Maybe he suffered the loss of King Barak’s city—

If there are too many ghosts in the city and it is impossible to defend it, it is better to just fight.

Defeating the enemy on the frontal battlefield can always save some morale for your own army.

The former army of the Balak Kingdom and the Gelong army of the Tiandou Empire fought together.

"After eliminating these people, will our fiefdom be settled?" asked the Wolf Lord.

"I'm afraid you will be banished to the Star Luo Empire." Yuan Ling'er did not finish what he said.

"Haha, sons! Use our sabers in exchange for our merits!"

The Wolf Lord roared, and the Beirong cavalry obeyed the Wolf Lord's order and inserted into the Balak Kingdom's army from the flank at high speed.

Yuan Ling'er suddenly led her horse forward, holding the sword of justice tightly. She was going to try to kill King Balak. This was an honor.

Yuan Ling'er was furious at the soldiers blocking the road. It was King Balak she wanted to kill with her sword, not these soldiers.

"Ms. mist mist mist——"

Yuan Ling'er's body made a sound like the impact of armor plates. The Balak army in front was blown into corpses and blood stains, and the light of the sword of justice became more and more dazzling.

"clang--"

Under the roar of metal, King Barak felt a severe numbness spread from his wrist to his shoulder blade.

"Prince Yuan Ling'er of Hanhai County?"

"Exactly."

King Balak took a few steps away with his horse, raised the sword above his head with one hand, and then swung it violently.

Yuan Ling'er turned away with the sword of justice, and then pierced King Balak's armor with one sword.

"You are already level 60!"

King Barak's voice trembled, and he was covered in cold sweat.

This genius of the Yuan family, known as the 'Goddess of Light', had reached level 60 when she was seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Isn't there a suitable sixth soul ring yet? Why are you anxious?" Yuan Ling'er chuckled.

King Balak's blood-red eyes looked directly at Yuan Ling'er, trying his best to stay calm.

Yuan Ling'er reined in his horse and advanced slowly, and the surrounding cavalry naturally left a place for them to come out.

"I'm going to try and see if I can kill you?"

Yuan Ling'er released his martial spirit and put away the sword of justice. The five spirit rings, three purple and two black, made King Balak fearful.

"Does the King of Hanhai County think that because he is very talented, he can be arrogant?" King Balak said sternly.

"Of course, that's what I think."

Yuan Ling'er rushed forward, five soul rings shining in sequence, and various soul skills were overwhelming.

"asshole!"

King Balak is also the head of a country. How could he let Yuan Ling'er bully him like this? And for the sake of the morale of the entire army, he couldn't let Yuan Ling'er gain the upper hand.

"You lose!"

King Balak turned into a golden eagle. The eagle struck the sky, and golden light bombarded Yuan Ling'er's body. This was enough to kill the powerful Soul Emperor.

"No,

You lost."

In the dust, Yuan Ling'er's war horse was blown to pieces, and Yuan Ling'er turned into a meteor and appeared next to King Balak.

The sword of justice was drawn out again, and Yuan Ling'er stabbed it into King Balak's chest.

The two fell from the sky.

"How come?"

"Oh, it's just possessed by the God of Light."

With the loud noise, all the soldiers stopped their hands and looked at the huge crater made by Yuan Ling'er and King Balak.

A man stood up in the dust. He had eight soul rings.

"His Majesty the King has won! His Majesty the King has killed Prince Hanhai!"

All the Balak soldiers in the audience roared with excitement, while the Beirong Wolf Lord looked at the figure with disbelief.

"No way..."

"No way, you think I'm dead?"

The sound came out, and the eight soul rings of the standing figure were extinguished at the same time, and Yuan Ling'er walked out.

behind her,

It's the dead King Barak.

"ah--"

The great joy of General Barak came too quickly, and the morale of the three armies inevitably dropped.

Then,

It’s a rout!

Facing the army of Barak who was like a lost lamb.

The Wolf Lord raised his saber high, his eyes filled with the ecstasy of killing.

road:

"kill!"

【history】

King Balak convened the three armies, presented his armor, taught him the arc arrows himself, and said: "This is how I will shoot!" Then they shot up three times. The disciples were all in sight, and their energy was ten times greater.

——"History of the Kingdom of Balak"

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