"Buzz--!"
An unspeakable terrifying pressure suddenly erupted with Long Xiaoyao as the center.
Dark Sacred Dragon Martial Soul Possession.
With yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red, red, nine Soul Ring shine.
His originally tall body seemed to be taller again, and fine and noble jet-black dragon scales appeared on the surface of his skin, shining with a dark luster.
His hands turned into ferocious dragon claws, and the fingertips swallowed the cold light that tore apart the space.
Behind him, an extremely solid and huge shadow of Dark Sacred Dragon that seemed to be able to support the world suddenly appeared.
This phantom is covered with dragon scales as deep as night.
The dragon's head is majestic, and its huge eyes are like two black holes, swallowing up all the surrounding light.
The moment the phantom appeared, a black shock wave visible to the naked eye suddenly spread in a circular shape.
"Boom--!"
Wherever the shock wave passed, the ground cracked like fragile eggshells, spreading into bottomless ravines.
Several surrounding peaks could not withstand this pressure, and began to collapse from the middle of the mountain. Huge boulders rolled down, and smoke and dust filled the air like dragons.
Thousands of trees were uprooted and swallowed up and annihilated by the pure dark energy in the air, leaving not even a scratch behind.
The air made an overwhelming roar, and the space began to distort, with fine black cracks appearing.
This is the power of Limit Douluo, every move can tear apart space.
Dark Prison Demon Owl's terrifying shadow erosion storm, the moment it came into contact with this Dark Sacred Dragon shadow, was like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, melting and disintegrating silently, without harming Long Xiaoyao at all.
A trace of fear flashed across Dark Prison Demon Owl's pale eyes, but its ferocity remained unabated and it launched another attack.
Its huge white eyes suddenly lit up, and two pale white light pillars as thick as water tanks burst out.
This light beam is not an energy impact, but contains death and resentment. Wherever it passes, the space seems to be "killed", leaving a solid, lifeless pale track, and even the air stops flowing.
This is a terrifying skill that directly attacks the origin and soul of life.
Xiaoyao Dragon Transformation's face was still as calm as before. He raised a dragon claw and gently shook the two Nether Death Ray.
Eighth Soul Skill, Dark Annihilation.
In front of his palm, the space suddenly collapsed, forming a miniature black hole.
Those two Nether Death Rays that were enough to make Super Douluo change their color were like mud cows entering the sea. They were directly swallowed, crushed and returned to nothingness by the miniature black hole, without causing any waves.
Seeing that the attack was ineffective, Dark Prison Demon Owl screamed loudly, and the purple lines all over its body brightened up. Its huge body seemed to instantly split into thousands of afterimages that were difficult to distinguish between reality and reality. Each afterimage was like the real body, carrying the sharp power of darkness, and launched a suicidal attack towards Long Xiaoyao from all directions and angles.
Its silhouette filled the sky, and its sharp sound cracked through the air, tearing eardrums apart.
Long Xiaoyao finally moved.
The steps under his feet were mysterious, and his figure flashed like Gui Mei in the sky-wide attacks.
Every flicker happened to appear in the gap between attacks, and the dark wings that could cut through gold and jade always brushed past the corners of his clothes with just a hair's breadth.
His movements are elegant and precise, as if dancing on the tip of a knife, but with a calmness that overlooks all living beings.
Occasionally, there would be attacks that couldn't be completely avoided. He would just swing out his claw at will, and the darkness Soul Power, which was condensed to the extreme, was like a hot knife cutting through butter, tearing apart those clones and the attacks together.
After being unable to attack for a long time, Dark Prison Demon Owl finally felt fatal fear.
It let out an unwilling scream, its wings vibrated violently, and the dark energy around it boiled, intending to tear apart the space and escape thousands of miles away.
"Want to leave?"
Long Xiaoyao spoke for the first time, his voice was calm, but with a breathtaking majesty.
He lightly pressed his dragon claw into the void ahead.
Silent Darkness Domain, on.
Just for a moment, the entire world seemed to have pressed the mute button.
The wind stopped, the sound disappeared, and even the light seemed to be swallowed up by an invisible curtain.
With Long Xiaoyao as the center, a spherical realm of absolute darkness and absolute silence expanded rapidly, instantly covering Dark Prison Demon Owl, which had been semi-integrated into the space.
In this field, Dark Prison Demon Owl felt that all connections with the outside world were cut off, even the space was completely frozen, and its ability to tear apart space was instantly disabled.
It was horrified to find that the dark power it controlled had become extremely docile within the domain, and even began to constrain itself.
It is like a flying insect falling into amber, struggling desperately, but in vain.
Long Xiaoyao stretched out his fingers, and the ultimate darkness Soul Power condensed on his fingertips.
The next moment, a black light that was so subtle that it was almost invisible crossed the space and instantly entered Dark Prison Demon Owl's body.
"Ah--!"
Dark Prison Demon Owl let out a wail that was extremely shrill but could not be heard.
Its huge body trembled violently, and the boiling dark energy around it quickly collapsed like a punctured balloon. The pale light in its double pupils also dimmed, becoming turbid and lifeless.
It was not dead, but its Soul Core, meridians, and soul were instantly sealed and severely damaged by an irresistible force of darkness. It completely lost all ability to resist. It fell from the sky like a kite with its string broken, and hit the messy ground heavily, splashing dust all over the sky.
Long Xiaoyao restrained Martial Soul Possession, Dark Sacred Dragon's shadow disappeared, and he was still floating quietly in the air, his silver hair meticulous, as if it was not him who changed the world and suppressed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast just now.
On the cliff, Feiyan was so shocked that he was speechless.
If it were her, she would be able to defeat Dark Prison Demon Owl, but if Soul Beast, a flying type, wanted to escape, there was no way she could stop him.
And although Dark Prison Demon Owl is a dark type Soul Beast, he obviously has a talent for space.
If Long Xiaoyao hadn't released the field, it would have really escaped.
Seeing that Long Xiaoyao had completely suppressed and sealed the fierce flames Dark Prison Demon Owl, Feiyan took Xia Die and flew down from the distant cliff, landing lightly on the edge of the messy battlefield.
With his feet stepping on the ground that was full of cracks and with a pure dark atmosphere lingering, Xia Die did not immediately look at the dying Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Instead, he raised his deep purple eyes and looked at the silver-haired figure standing in the air.
The usual indifferent expression on her face subsided slightly, and with a hint of respect for her elders, she said:
"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Long."
Her voice was as cold as ever, but the meaning in it was completely different from how she treated others.
As the direct disciple of Death God Douluo Ye Xishui, she has a very high seniority in Holy Spirit Cult, and is the same generation as the leader Zhongli Wu.
In theory, even if Shrek Academy's dean Yan Shaozhe met her, he would theoretically be a generation younger than her - although Yan Shaozhe himself knew nothing about it.