Demon Subduing Completely Defeated! Golden Crocodile: This Poison, Can Even Corrode This Old Man?! (Seeking Follow-up Reading!)

"Damn it! How are this old thing's moves so sinister!"

Falling Devil Douluo could only retreat in a sorry state, his Coiling Dragon Staff forced to shift from offense to defense.

But Wei Kurong's moves were truly too bizarre and unpredictable, making it impossible to distinguish reality from illusion.

Often, one second it would be a frontal assault of poisonous mist, and the next, it would transform into poisonous vines entangling from underground.

Immediately following that would be a sneak attack of mental toxins from behind.

After exchanging only a few rounds, Falling Devil Douluo was already struggling to cope, finding himself in constant peril.

His strength advantage, which he took such pride in, was completely neutralized by Wei Kurong's endless and indefensible tactics.

Instead, he felt like a bull trapped in a spider web.

He could only rage in impotent fury!

On the city walls, the gale howled.

Golden Crocodile Douluo clenched his fists so tightly that his nails nearly dug into his flesh.

He watched helplessly as the usually arrogant Seventh, at this moment, looked like a monkey being toyed with.

Charging left and right through the sky-filling, eerie green mist, he was unable to shake off Wei Kurong's entanglement.

"Bastard!

You bastard!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo's heart burned with towering rage.

His massive soul power surged frantically within his body.

Several times, he could hardly resist the urge to charge out regardless of the consequences.

However.

Every time Golden Crocodile Douluo showed the slightest movement.

That indifferent gaze from directly ahead, suspended in the void, would lock onto his brow like a tangible, sharp sword.

Xu Yu didn't even need to make a move.

He simply stood there quietly, his soul power pressure pinning Golden Crocodile Douluo's heart so firmly that he dared not take a single step across the line!

"Damn it!

What kind of monster is this Xu Yu!"

Veins bulged on Golden Crocodile Douluo's forehead; beyond anger, he felt a sense of frustration and powerlessness he had never experienced before.

As the highly respected Second Worship of Martial Soul Hall and a level 98 peak Douluo.

He had roamed the continent for over a hundred years; when had he ever suffered such indignity?

Even when facing Tang Chen or Bo Saixi, he would have dared to fight them head-on.

Even if he lost, he would have fought with his own spirit!

Yet, facing this seemingly unremarkable Xu Yu, he found even his courage to strike suppressed!

A deep sense of regret began to spread uncontrollably in Golden Crocodile Douluo's heart.

"If I hadn't been so arrogant... If I had insisted that the Grand Pontiff come along..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo screamed frantically in his heart, filled with remorse:

"If Big Brother were here, with his Peerless Douluo combat power that is invincible in the sky, how could he allow this Great Sun Prince Mansion to be so rampant!

Even if this Xu Yu is strong, could he possibly be stronger than Big Brother, who is a Peerless Douluo?!"

"I was careless!

I was truly careless!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo had originally thought that with himself and the Seventh, two peak powerhouses, along with several other Title Douluo, they would be enough to sweep through any force on the continent.

Even this suddenly emerged Great Sun Prince Mansion would, at most, take a little effort to deal with.

But who could have imagined that not only did this Great Sun Prince Mansion possess those Steel Giant Ships, but their top-tier combat power was terrifying to such an inconceivable degree!

Just as Golden Crocodile Douluo was locked in an internal struggle, filled with regret.

On the battlefield below, the outcome had already been decided.

"It's over, little doll."

Wei Kurong's sinister voice suddenly rang out behind Falling Devil Douluo, carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

"What?!"

Falling Devil Douluo was shocked.

Just as he tried to turn and swing his staff, he discovered that his body had somehow become incredibly stiff.

The circulation of his soul power had even suffered a fatal stagnation.

"When..."

Falling Devil Douluo's pupils constricted sharply, and he looked at his arm in horror.

He saw that his originally bronze-colored skin was now covered in dense, emerald-green spots—a sign that the poison had already invaded his bone marrow!

"It's taking effect."

Wei Kurong let out a cackling laugh, and that Ghost Claw, shimmering with a ghostly green light, pressed lightly against the center of Falling Devil Douluo's back.

There was no earth-shattering roar.

There was only an extremely faint, yet hair-raising "puchi" sound.

It was the sound of potent poison entering the body and corroding flesh and blood.

"Ah--!!!"

A shrill, miserable scream echoed through the sky.

Falling Devil Douluo's tall body shuddered violently, and he plummeted helplessly from mid-air like a kite with a broken string.

Boom!

Dust and smoke billowed.

Falling Devil Douluo slammed heavily into the ground, creating a deep crater.

"Seventh!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes were wide with rage, and he couldn't help but cry out in alarm.

However, when the dust settled and they saw the situation at the bottom of the pit, everyone from Martial Soul Hall present gasped in unison.

They felt a chill shoot straight from the soles of their feet to the tops of their heads.

The once majestic Falling Devil Douluo was now curled up at the bottom of the pit, twitching in agony.

The Coiling Dragon Armor on his body had been corroded until it was tattered and torn.

The exposed skin was a nauseating shade of deep purple.

It was even continuously oozing a foul-smelling yellow fluid.

That face, once so resolute, was now swollen like a pig's head, purple-black, with his features barely recognizable.

"Cough... cough, cough..."

Falling Devil Douluo struggled to open his mouth to breathe, but only spat out a large mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of his internal organs.

In just a few moments.

A level 96 Super Douluo had been tortured to the brink of death, lacking even the strength to stand up!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, is that all you've got?"

Wei Kurong hovered above the deep pit, looking down at the wretched state of Falling Devil Douluo, licking his lips as if still unsatisfied:

"My Green Phosphorus Soul-Devouring Poison has only just begun to take effect. It seems the constitution of you Martial Soul Hall elders isn't all that impressive."

Dead silence.

The entire battlefield fell into a deathly stillness.

Whether it was the army of Martial Soul Hall or the defenders of Linhai City, everyone was too shocked by this terrifying scene to speak.

That was a Title Douluo!

A super powerhouse standing at the pinnacle of the soul master world!

How could he be trampled underfoot like a dead dog?

Golden Crocodile Douluo watched this scene, his face as pale as paper, his body trembling slightly.

This time.

Martial Soul Hall had not only lost.

They had lost completely, their reputation utterly ruined!

Golden Crocodile Douluo could no longer care about the pressure from Xu Yu; his figure flashed, turning into a streak of golden light as he rushed into the bottom of the pit.

"Seventh!

Seventh, how are you?!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo grabbed the unrecognizable Falling Devil Douluo, placing his hands against his back.

A vast and mighty golden soul power surged into Falling Devil Douluo's body like a rushing river, attempting to forcibly purge the rampaging poison.

However, the next second, Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression changed.

The emerald-green poison was like maggots on a corpse; not only was it not dispelled by his soul power.

Instead, it was like a shark that had caught the scent of blood, surging back along his soul power and even showing signs of eroding his meridians!

"This... what kind of poison is this?!

It can even corrode my soul power?!"