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Chaos Qi is still surging, but the situation has quietly changed.
Magic Brush Douluo The eyeball rotated slowly in the air, looking Chaos Qi without obstruction.
Huo Yuhao's Simulation Soul Skill also caused ripples around Long Zhanye.
The three forces formed a delicate balance on this battlefield shrouded in gray.
The one who broke this balance was Huo Yuhao.
He closed his eyes and felt the purple-gold light in Chaos Qi and Spirit Eye around him.
Magic Brush Douluo's eyes turned suddenly and caught Huo Yuhao's sperm Divine Power fluctuations.
His head and neck flicked sharply, and the pen drew an arc in the air. The ink line turned into a dark shield, blocking his face.
At this time, Huo Yuhao opened Eye of Destiny, and the golden light flashed away.
A Soul Shock shot out from between the eyebrows and hit Magic Brush Douluo's eyebrows.
Huo Yuhao disrupted the rhythm of Magic Brush Douluo at the same moment that Puppet of Long Zhanye moved.
Magic Brush Douluo's Sea of Consciousness was taken advantage of by Soul Shock at this moment. He felt as if his brain had been gouged out with a blunt knife, and the pain was unbearable.
His pen tip was skewed, and the ink line was drawn in the empty space.
Long Zhanye also moved.
His body suddenly took a step forward, and the Fourth Soul Ring under his feet and the red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring lit up.
Void Bright Slash!
His entire right arm was suddenly stretched by an invisible force, and the muscles and bones of his forearm were twisted, turning into a strange gray-white sharp axe.
The sharp ax rotated with his body, like a gray lightning, striking the root of the eyeball from the side.
The moment the ax blade struck his eyeball, Magic Brush Douluo let out a cry of pain, like a mouse whose tail was stepped on.
His body trembled suddenly, and the pen holder in his mouth almost slipped off.
That eyeball was injured, and his Sea of Consciousness was also affected. He had a splitting headache and blurred vision for a while.
Huo Yuhao didn't give him a chance to breathe.
The third Soul Ring under his feet lit up--Group Weakness.
An invisible wave enveloped Magic Brush Douluo's body. The skinny body stiffened suddenly and the pen trembled.
At the same time, his Fourth Soul Ring also lit up, and the little energy Divine Power that Mental Interference, Magic Brush Douluo had just gathered was disrupted again.
His mind was buzzing, his pen tip lost its accuracy, and the ink line drew a twisted arc in the air.
Huo Yuhao stood up and came forward.
The seventh-level Flight Soul Guidance Device behind him spurted out two blue tail flames and crashed into Magic Brush Douluo.
He raised his right hand, with his index and middle fingers together, and an almost invisible silver-white light trail condensed on his fingertips -
Emperor Sword, Ice Extreme Peerless!
Wherever the light trace passed, fine ice crystals condensed in the air. His target was Magic Brush Douluo's right arm.
Jueyan Douluo Although he was disturbed, his fighting instinct is still there.
He used his remaining strength to bite the penholder tightly, jerked his head and neck, and the pen tip drew an ink-colored shield in the void.
Huo Yuhao's ice sword stabbed the ink shield, and the ink shield trembled violently.
The cracks spread from the tip of the sword to all sides, and a thin layer of frost condensed on the shield.
Magic Brush Douluo gritted his teeth, turned his pen, and the cracks on the ink shield were instantly filled with ink.
At the same time, dozens of pitch-black tentacles stretched out from the shield and rushed towards Huo Yuhao's face.
Huo Yuhao did not hide, his third Second Martial Soul Ring lit up.
Emperor Palm, Great Cold Without Snow!
He waved his right hand, and an ice palm appeared out of thin air in front of him. It was half a foot thick and crystal clear.
Those tentacles hit the ice palm and were frozen in place, unable to move.
Long Zhanye's attack has also arrived. His Second Martial Soul is also released.
Thousand-Hand Buddha!
Countless golden palms descended from the sky, growing in length when facing the wind, and instantly turned into a rain of golden palms that could cover the entire field.
"What? Or two Twin Martial Souls?!"
Magic Brush Douluo felt a chill that he had never felt before.
He underestimated these two brats.
One moment they are attacking each other, and the next moment they are joining forces.
They don't even need to communicate, they can insert the most deadly killing moves in each other's gaps.
Magic Brush Douluo took a deep breath, and his chest swelled high.
Under his feet, Seventh Soul Ring lit up.
Black light exploded around his feet, like an exploding abyss.
He no longer bites his pen.
He took the pen away from his mouth and held it with his shrunken hands.
He raised the pen high, pointed the pen tip to the sky, and the Seventh Soul Ring under his feet turned into a jet-black stream of light and disappeared into the body of the pen.
"Seventh Soul Skill--Martial Soul Avatar."
His body began to melt. No, it didn't melt. It merged with the pen in his hand.
His limbs, Torso, and head gradually became blurred, like a painting soaked in water, with lines spread out and ink stains blurred.
But the pen became bigger and brighter, and the black on the pen barrel seemed to be flowing darkness.
The hair on the tip of the pen flutters in the wind, each one as thin as a spider's silk but as sharp as a knife.
He became the pen, and the pen became him.
Long Zhanye's pupils shrank slightly. This was the first time he saw this kind of Martial Soul Avatar.
It is not the possession of Beast Martial Soul, nor the possession of the device Martial Soul, but the human and the device are completely integrated into one, regardless of each other.
Long Zhanye also moved.
Under his feet, Fifth Soul Ring and red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring suddenly lit up.
Domain of the Son of Mingling, with him as the center, the gray-white Chaos Qi are like living creatures, gathering crazily in his direction.
A huge, rapidly rotating cyclone formed around him.
He raised his right arm, and with the blessing of Flawless Golden Body, the whole arm turned into gold, and rushed towards the Divine Brush that turned into a human form.
Magic Brush Douluo's voice came out from the pen, hoarse and hollow, like the wind passing through a corridor of dry bones:
"Eighth Soul Skill--Hell Under the Brush."
The tip of the pen drew an arc in the air. The arc was not ink-colored, but pale, like the color of bones.
Wherever the arc passed, the sky split open, and a dark crack appeared under the feet of Long Zhanye.
Countless pale hands emerged from the crack, some were complete, some were incomplete, and some only had a few fingers left.
They grabbed Long Zhanye's ankles, calves, and knees, trying to drag him into the crack.
Long Zhanye didn't even look at those hands.
His right arm turned into an ax blade again, and he chopped down violently. The ax blade smashed those hands together with the edges of the cracks.
A shrill wail came from the crack, like a group of innocent souls trapped underground who had their fingers cut off. The sound was sharp and harsh, making people feel numb.
But his legs had been dragged by those hands with several bloody marks, and the blood was flowing down his calves.
And at this time.
The rose at the end of Huo Yuhao Golden Soul Ring shines brightly.
I saw a vertical eye with a rose gold sun pattern and emitting black and white light appearing out of thin air.
Not only that, behind Huo Yuhao's head, a circle of light suddenly lit up.
This halo of light looks very strange. Although it is an illusory existence formed by light, it has sculpture-like lines on it.
You can vaguely see the flying patterns of Three-Eyed Golden Lion and Golden Dragon.
"Sixth Soul Skill--Destiny's Sorrow, Soul Deprivation!"
A ray of rose gold light shot directly towards Long Zhanye.
Wherever the light passed, a tunnel hundreds of meters long appeared in the forest in the distance, and the plants were completely withered.
But when the light passed through, Long Zhanye's figure became illusory, and he didn't suffer any damage at all.
At this moment, a layer of golden light appeared on the head of Long Zhanye.
Long Zhanye sneered, "Use his spear to break my shield? What a joke!"
Long Zhanye uses the exact skills Destiny Skull, Mental Immunity.
Destiny Skull, which has devoured Demon Eye Demon Tree Skull, its current level cannot be estimated by its age.
And this Mental Immunity, Long Zhanye can be used three times a day!