People are in Douluo, coaxing Xiaowu's soul ring

Chapter 348 One Death and One Waste

The seventh elder shook his head and released his mental power to sense, but still found nothing. He said in a deep voice: "Sixth brother, this group of rocks is not big. That kid must have concealed his aura. Let's fly into the air and conduct a carpet search.

, once you find traces of that kid, don’t hold back, kill him for me.”

"Kill?" A trace of hesitation flashed across the eyes of the Sixth Elder, "The second brother and the sect master want to take him to Haotian Sect, cripple his left leg, and kill him directly. Isn't this a bit old? Anyway, he kills

Tang Hao can be regarded as avenging Zhan'er and our dead clan members, he is your great-grandson."

"I don't have such a great-grandson. This bastard actually tries to replace the Clear Sky Hammer as the world's best martial spirit, and also occupies the most treasured inheritance of our Clear Sky Sect. He deserves to be killed." The seventh elder's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Okay then, I'll do as you say. It's a pity. It would be great if the martial spirit he awakened was the Clear Sky Hammer." The sixth elder sighed softly, and he and the seventh elder flew in two directions.

Go ahead and start a blanket search.

Lan Si, who was hidden in the Hanhai protective shield, heard the conversation between the two and sneered, thinking in his heart, Tang Lie, Tang Lie, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.

Although the group of rocks is not large, there are unfortunately many of them, and Lan Si's aura cannot be detected with his mental power, so he has to search with his naked eyes.

The Sixth Elder searched a large area, but was surprised not to see even a single figure.

"It's strange. I clearly saw that boy entering the rocks. Where did he go? Did he hide with Lao Qi?" The Sixth Elder looked disappointed and landed on a boulder.

He subconsciously looked in the direction of the seventh elder, only to find that the other party was looking at him with horrified eyes.

"Sixth brother——" the seventh elder said in a long tone.

After the words fell, an orange-red light as thick as a thumb suddenly shot out from the boulder. It only flashed and pierced the sixth elder's back heart.

Poof - the Sixth Elder suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, feeling that he was about to lose consciousness. He lowered his head and looked at his chest, which was penetrated by orange-red light. Using the little strength left, he turned his head and looked behind him. Vaguely,

He seemed to see a young man, holding a long sword, standing in the mask of light.

The mask of light converged and turned into a blue triangle that sank into the middle of the young man's eyebrows.

"Yeah, I said, old man, no, Uncle Zeng, you are too careless. As the sixth elder of the Haotian Sect, the owner of the Haotian Hammer, the first weapon in the world, you have practiced to the level of a titled Douluo, and yet you are still...

It’s so easy to fall for it.”

Lan Si slightly shrugged his shoulders, and under the influence of the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone flying skill, his body slowly lifted into the air, maintaining the same level as the Sixth Elder.

At this time, the Sixth Elder was already dying, and even the strength to speak was gone, so how could he answer Lan Si.

"Nie Zhan, let my sixth brother go." Seeing the sixth elder being attacked, the seventh elder's eyes were about to burst. He roared and rushed to Lan Si. The yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, and black nine-circle soul rings fell from his feet.

He rose up and instantly released the Clear Sky Hammer spirit. He did not attack rashly because the Sixth Elder was still in Lan Si's hands. If he did, the Sixth Elder would most likely die on the spot.

The Haotian Sect could not bear the blow of losing a titled Douluo.

"You should be Tang Lie. When we first met, my name is Lan Si, the son of Lan Zong. I have heard of you a long time ago. Since you asked me to let him go, I will let him go.

"Lan Si looked at the seventh elder whose eyes were about to burst, with a faint smile on his lips. With a wave of the Green Lotus Sword in his hand, the entire body of the sixth elder was split into two parts under the powerful cutting force of the orange-red light.

A raging fire ignited at the cut surface and spread to the entire body of the Sixth Elder in the blink of an eye. The two bodies of the Sixth Elder fell straight down and turned into ashes before they even touched the ground.

"Sixth brother." The seventh elder shouted, with no concealment of the hatred in his eyes. The sixth and seventh soul rings on his body suddenly lit up, and he released the two major skills of martial soul clone and martial soul true body.

He saw two fiery red Clear Sky Hammers rising up in the storm in his hands. He stretched out his body and in the blink of an eye, they were above Lan Si and went straight to smash Lan Si's head.

At this critical moment, Lan Si released the Qinglian martial spirit and completed the martial soul's true form. The huge orange-red flame giant waved the flame sword to block. There was a bang, and the seven elders' two Haotian hammers were blocked.

Block easily.

"How is this possible?" The seventh elder's pupils suddenly dilated. In his horrified eyes, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, eight brilliant soul rings instantly rose from Lan Si's feet. Huge.

In just a moment, the pressure suppressed him who had the cultivation level of a titled Douluo.

"What's wrong, old man? Are you so moved that you can't even speak?" Lan Si raised the sword lightly with a calm expression. No matter how hard the seventh elder tried, the Clear Sky Hammer couldn't move even an inch.

The Seventh Elder was a little dazed. He was actually underestimated. He who possesses the world's most powerful martial spirit, the Haotian Hammer, and has cultivated to the realm of Titled Douluo, was actually underestimated?

After a brief daze, he became furious. He no longer cared about why the boy in front of him had so many hundred thousand year soul rings. He quickly swung the two Clear Sky Hammers in his hands and displayed his double chaotic cloaks.

, hammer shadows filled the sky and came angrily towards Lan Si.

Lan Si teleported and easily distanced the two of them. He raised his Green Lotus Sword high and murmured, "Old man, please don't die."

As he finished speaking, the first and second soul rings on his body lit up at the same time.

Suddenly, ice-blue sharp blades appeared out of thin air above the seventh elder's head. Lan Si waved his hand, and countless sharp blades turned into light rain and covered the seventh elder.

Without exception, orange-red flames rose from the surface of each ice-blue blade.

Today's Qinglian assault and clone soul skills are different from those in the past.

Since both of them broke through one hundred thousand years ago, the number of green lotuses that can be separated by the clone's skills has been ten times that of before. Eight soul rings are 640.

The power of Qinglian's assault has also undergone a qualitative change. Each sharp blade has one-eighth of the power of Qinglian Sword.

Eight hundred and sixty green lotuses are 5120 sharp knives.

Continuously launches 5120 attacks equivalent to one-eighth of the power of the Green Lotus Sword. Its power can be imagined.

Although the seventh elder's cultivation level was higher than that of Lan Si, and his double cloak hammering technique made the defense almost airtight, but when his manpower was finally exhausted, he was exhausted to deal with such an intensive terrorist attack.

Within a moment, there were gaps in the defense, and the face, torso, and limbs were all injured.

"Papa." Lan Si deliberately avoided his vital points. After the attack was exhausted, he clapped his hands, "As expected of the seventh elder of the Haotian Sect, Lieyang Douluo, he can actually resist my two hundred thousand.

The combined attacks of Nian’s soul skills are amazing.”

ps: second update