Dark Wind Dragon

Seeing Jing Hang charging toward him, Lei Tian rushed forward alongside Lie Huo and Tie Wang. When they had been resurrected this time, that lord had raised all three of them to the Soul Douluo realm. Though they only possessed level 80 Soul Power and could no longer raise their Soul Power Level themselves, that lord had boosted their Eighth Soul Rings to the peak of ninety thousand years. They had followed the Third Elder and Second Elder here to collect every debt owed to them before their deaths.

A black Soul Ring appeared at each of the three brothers' waists, and an oppressive aura instantly burst from their bodies. But before they could even shout the four words "Martial Soul Avatar," a ring of lightning suddenly swept over and scattered them apart.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Swift Thunder Tribulation!"

Lei Tian finally unleashed his Seventh Soul Skill. The aura of the Purple Sky Thunder Spear in his hand erupted, and the fourth Soul Ring around his waist flared. His entire body was instantly enveloped by immense lightning energy as he shot toward Jing Hang like a bolt of lightning.

Faced with Lei Tian's attack, Jing Hang could not even be bothered to block. So what if Lei Tian could hurt him? At most, his thick hide would be scraped and bleed a little. It would not matter. But that old bastard Lei Tian was different. Last time, he had died after taking just a few of Jing Hang's attacks.

Jing Hang abruptly accelerated and reached the ground in an instant. Although once a Soul Master reached level seventy and became a Soul Sage, even non-flight-type Soul Masters could fly through the air, he was ultimately a Defense-type Soul Master and was not suited to aerial combat. Besides, he knew Lao