Heavily Wounding the Dragon Emperor Douluo, an Unrivaled Bearing!

High above the ground, at an altitude of ten thousand meters, Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao, one of the few Limit Douluo remaining in the world, felt a deadly crisis for the first time in a long while!

Simply holding back the golden dragon before him had already consumed most of his strength. Even the black hole vortexes he unleashed were constantly being devoured by the golden dragon. At that moment, a Nine-Colored Arrow shot straight toward his heart!

The same feeling—the power of this arrow, along with its trajectory of vanishing and appearing out of thin air, made it impossible to guard against.

The last time Long Xiaoyao had blocked Jiang Ming's arrow was because he had been fully prepared for it.

But now, most of his strength was being used to deal with the golden dragon before him. He was even being suppressed himself!

Under such circumstances, he simply could not spare enough power to resist the Nine-Colored Arrow.

Boom!

The Nine-Colored Arrow struck the pitch-black dragon scales.

The instant he sensed the danger, Long Xiaoyao unleashed his Martial Soul Avatar!

A black dragon over a hundred meters long appeared in the sky. An aura of ultimate darkness spread outward, dyeing the sea of clouds beneath the moon into an inky black and filling everyone with dread.

When a Limit Douluo unleashed a Martial Soul Avatar, their strength was undeniably formidable—especially when Long Xiaoyao's Martial Soul was the Dark Holy Dragon, one of the dragon-type Martial Souls.

The Martial Soul Avatar of such a Martial Soul possessed astonishing defensive power.

Ordinary Titled Douluo probably could not leave so much as a scratch on one of his scales.

Yet before the Nine-Colored Arrow, those immensely durable black dragon scales held out for less than a second before being pierced