"It's almost too late!"
Wu Zhangkong's mind turned quickly, he gritted his teeth and made a certain decision.
He leaned over to his disciple's ear and lowered his voice. "Get ready to start Flying Soul Tool."
Tang Wulin was stunned for a moment, but immediately responded, "Yeah!"
While Wu Zhangkong was patrolling around and all were attracted by the aftermath of the battle, he held Heavenly Frost Sword under Tang Wulin's butt in vain, and then swung it as hard as a trebuchet!
Tang Wulin turned into a trapeze and rolled away in the direction of Heavenly Spirit Pagoda. He relied on the talent of Golden Dragon King Bloodline to stabilize his balance in the air and opened the Flying Soul Tool bag behind him.
Although it is not as fast as teacher Heavenly Frost Sword, it is still approaching Heavenly Spirit Pagoda at a considerable speed.
"Not good!"
"Be bold!"
Behind him was the furious voice of team Black-Grade Mecha.
Immediately afterwards, Tang Wulin felt a chill on his back.
Looking back, an ice blue sword wave had already spread out.
Wu Zhangkong was wearing Three-Word Battle Armor, holding Heavenly Frost Sword, and with Eight-Ring Soul Douluo cultivation, he stopped all the Black-Grade Mecha divisions who were returning to defend and pursue them in the air.
He squinted his eyes this way, "Quick!"
"Yeah!" Tang Wulin increased the infusion of Soul Power, raising the flight bag to maximum power!
"Damn it, stop!"
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Patrol requesting support!"
However, in the face of threats, Tang Wulin ignored all disturbing voices and kept his mind as clear as a mirror. "Spirit Pagoda is not the sole leader of the tower master."
"As long as I rush into the lobby on the first floor, all problems may be solved!"
Just when the entrance of Heavenly Spirit Pagoda is magnifying bigger and bigger on the pupil membrane of Tang Wulin.
"Huh--"
There was a whistling sound of heavy objects flying through the air, and shadows fell from the sky.
Tang Wulin was shrouded in the shadow of a red mecha.
The sharp stream of light lingered on the surface of the mecha, but Wu Zhangkong and Tang Wulin felt a chill in their hearts.
Because the obstacle is: red level...
God Rank mecha!
"Huh huh huh..."
In Red-Grade Mecha, the voice of a middle-aged man came out, and it was heard in the low altitude under the amplification of the intelligent soul guide. "The master of the tower is really clever. You terrorists who caused the train tragedy really intend to take advantage of the chaos to destroy us Heavenly Spirit Pagoda."
"I am God Rank mecha master: Mont, you two suspicious elements should be captured as soon as you land!"
Without Mont's move, a strange field expanded in mid-air in a ring shape accompanied by the sound of omnics.
Tang Wulin was restrained in the low altitude by this circle of fields, unable to move.
Wu Zhangkong was even affected and became unbalanced in the air. Under the siege of twelve Black-Grade Mecha, dangers abounded.
At this moment, both the master and the apprentice were filled with despair, because if they wanted to become a Red-Grade Mecha master, they would need at least a level 95 Super Douluo cultivation level.
"Hmph!" Red-Grade Mecha grabbed Tang Wulin's body with his big hand, pointed at the patrol and cursed, "Twelve Black-Grade Mechas can't hold down even one Soul Douluo, they're just useless!"
As he said that, Master Red-Grade Mecha exerted force on his palm, and the cold and rough texture made Tang Wulin grit his teeth and couldn't help but groan. "Ugh!"
Seeing his disciple suffering, Wu Zhangkong stopped resisting, put away Three-Word Battle Armor and Heavenly Frost Sword, and landed to await arrest.
The master and apprentice looked back in the direction of Shrek City, looking at the space gap above the inner city in the distance. They sighed happily and closed their eyes filled with pain and fear.
Over Shrek Inner Court.
The level 10 soul guidance shield of the air defense has melted...
A huge and dark gap in space lies directly above Sea God Lake.
Sea God Pavilion Master Yun Ming, who was a man and a gun, disappeared into thin air under the dark clouds as the gap in space healed.
"Terrible." Zang Xin hung high above the outer city, swallowing in awe.
How terrible!
He who is sitting at the Shrek City Tang Sect headquarters knows how powerful Yun Ming is.
But the most powerful human being was actually slapped and evaporated.
He knew very well that it was no longer suitable to take sides at this time Shrek.
If someone in the God Rank family is unhappy, and his Tang Sect headquarters is taken away, then he Zang Xin won't even have a place to cry.
The platinum light spots fade away...
Di Guangming took a look at the surroundings, and saw that Titled Douluo and Black-Grade Mecha troops were everywhere.
All the Shrek masters who dared to float in the air were swept up in the aftermath of the blow just now and couldn't distinguish the north, south, east, and west.
"While I, the king, are still showing mercy, you two can sit back and wait to be killed."
A pair of platinum dragon eyes swept down Sacred Will, making it difficult for Long Yeyue to raise his eyes, and suppressing the red dragon, blazing dragon and other dragons Martial Soul Awakening to find it difficult to move.
The mentality of resignation begins to spread...
Na'er stood helplessly on Sea God Island. In this situation, the guardian "Bi Ji" who was supposed to be by her side was now thousands of miles away, responding to Na'er with helpless eyes.
Bi Ji is the wife of Di Tian. Now the father-in-law of Di Guangming is here to arrest someone (dragon). How can she, a daughter-in-law who is not good at fighting, dare to stop her?
"Drink!" Long Yeyue suddenly burst out!
She seized the gap between Sacred Will's suppression and opened up her own spiritual realm of light and darkness.
And abandoned Light Sacred Dragon Martial Soul, launching the ninth Soul Skill of Dark Sacred Dragon: Black Dragon Sword!
Soul Power fills the whole body, and Long Yeyue restores the youthful appearance at its peak regardless of the loss of life.
She clung to the edge of the sword, pressed it against her neck, looked up to the sky and said angrily, "Everyone is responsible for the work, I, Long Yeyue, have my own way to die!"
"It doesn't matter what your hidden family is, I will never surrender even if I kill myself!"
A series of mournful cries suddenly sounded around, "Elder Long, no!"
Just when Long Yeyue's eyes were full of determination and unyielding, and he was about to commit suicide by pulling Black Dragon Sword...
A string of gun shadows suddenly exploded from the transparent space.
Yun Ming broke through the space and returned to reality. He killed Black Dragon Sword with one shot and saved the master's wife who was about to die.
"Pavilion Master!"
The sluggish taxi market is booming again.
Ya Li was lost and found, crying with joy, "Yun Ming!"
I saw that Yun Ming was covered in glory at this moment, but his aura and Battle Armor were not damaged at all.
He was still confident and said, "Sister Yue, if you die, then the trick I just suffered was not in vain?"
Although Long Yeyue was moved, he said very rationally, "One person should do the work, and there is no need to jeopardize the future for the sake of old age."
"It's because I traveled across the continent for too long and was immersed in the pride of 20,000 years for too long. I forgot the truth that there is a sky beyond the sky."
But Yun Ming rebutted his elders for the first time. "Elder Long!"
"If I hand you over today, then what's the point of us Shrek continuing to exist?"
"Back then, the ancestors of the first generation of Shrek were in danger of being surrounded by the Pope's Palace and Titled Douluo, but they did not hand over Hundred-Thousand-Year Transformed Soul Beast--Rou Mei Douluo."
"Tonight, if we abandon Na'er and abandon you, we will abandon the ten thousand years of glory passed down by our ancestors. The mainland will never believe in us Sea God Pavilion again, and Shrek Academy will exist in name only!"
Long Yeyue didn't answer any more, but kept covering his face with one hand.
Yun Ming wiped off the blood marks on his forehead, turned around to face Di Guangming, who was as powerful as a dragon, and said in a sonorous tone, "Holy Douluo, please give me a second move!"
There is another one today