Hundred-Zhang Golden Dragon Battles Ming Lei, Ma Xiaotao's Transformation

Golden and silver light pierced the heavens.

Ye Ming, Gu Yuena, and Wang Qiuer rose into the air, their figures intertwining within the radiance.

"Roar!!"

Amid a terrifying dragon's roar, a hundred-zhang five-clawed golden dragon coiled through the sky.

Compared to the dozen-meter five-clawed golden dragon Ye Ming had previously manifested through his self-fusion skill, this hundred-zhang golden dragon was far more imposing!

It had the body of a snake, the head of a crocodile, the legs of a lizard, the claws of an eagle, the tail of a snake, the antlers of a deer, fish scales, whiskers at the corners of its mouth, and a pearl beneath its forehead.

Most soul-stirring of all were its golden-silver eyes, where destiny and fortune intertwined and flowed.

Ye Ming possessed the Gold and Silver Dragon Kings martial soul, while Wang Qiuer possessed the Golden Dragon martial soul. Both were imperial auspicious beasts, bearing the power of destiny and the fortune of the Star Dou Forest. They had always complemented one another.

Gu Yuena, meanwhile, was born from the Dragon God's division—the elemental Silver Dragon King closest to the Dragon God's original body.

The fortune of the three connected, and the compatibility of their martial souls had reached its peak. Naturally, the power of the martial soul fusion skill they unleashed together was beyond anything Ye Ming could achieve alone.

The moment the hundred-zhang golden dragon appeared, everyone below, including Ming Lei Douluo, was stunned.

The students, who had already fallen into despair, felt a flicker of hope upon seeing the awe-inspiring five-clawed golden dragon.

Maybe they would not have to die today.

Xiao Xiao pursed her lips and stared blankly up at the radiant five-clawed golden dragon. "A trinity martial soul fusion skill... Class Monitor is so cool!"

Wang Dong glanced at Xiao Xiao, then looked up at the five-clawed golden dragon in the sky. A sour feeling welled up within him.

No wonder the three of them are inseparable. So that's why.

Dai Huabin, whose Netherworld White Tiger had been slapped away by Ming Lei, also saw the five-clawed golden dragon in the sky.

He had thought that the Netherworld White Tiger he and Zhu Lu unleashed could help him regain some ground against Ye Ming.

Yet Ye Ming had immediately responded with a trinity martial soul fusion skill!

The pride in Dai Huabin's heart was utterly crushed. That trace of provocation and desire for revenge vanished completely at this moment.

The most horrified person present was none other than Ming Lei Douluo.

Didn't the Cult Master say Ye Ming was merely a three-ring Soul Elder?

Why has a hundred-zhang golden dragon suddenly appeared?!

He could sense that the aura emitted by this five-clawed golden dragon was already faintly enough to contend with his own.

Its pressure was even more terrifying than that of him, a Titled Douluo.

The moment Ye Ming unleashed the martial soul fusion skill, he finally understood that the golden dragon was the target his Cult Master sought.

The Cult Master was still fighting Mu En. He could not let himself be frightened off by three brats who had not even reached the Soul Ancestor realm!

Ming Lei Douluo stepped into the air and faced the hundred-zhang golden dragon from afar. Compared to the golden dragon, he looked like a tiny speck.

"Stop putting on airs!"

Ming Lei snorted coldly as his sixth black soul ring suddenly lit up.

"Fierce Whip, Thunder Nether!"

A grayish-purple whip of light lashed out. In an instant, dark clouds filled the sky, countless vengeful spirits howled, space crackled and exploded, and a cold, decaying aura spread through the air.

Facing the incoming purple light whip, the five-clawed golden dragon lightly extended a finger.

Elemental Disintegration!

In an instant, the seven great elements of water, fire, earth, wind, light, darkness, and space surged from that finger, condensing into an extremely thin purple ray.

The purple ray drifted out, slicing through space.

Before Ming Lei Douluo's purple light whip could reach it or even unleash a trace of soul power backlash, it was completely disintegrated by the purple ray.

After disintegrating the light whip, the purple ray did not weaken in the slightest and continued drifting toward Ming Lei Douluo at tremendous speed.

Though the purple ray appeared to drift slowly, that was actually an illusion caused by the refraction of space.

Soul masters with insufficient spiritual power could not perceive this at all.

However, as a Class 9 soul engineer, Ming Lei Douluo possessed equally exceptional spiritual power.

Though he was shocked that his attack had been so casually shattered, his movements did not hesitate in the slightest.

With a thought, Ming Lei directly activated the Class 9 defensive soul tool he carried—the Invincible Barrier.

As though that was still not enough, his fourth soul ring lit up. Seven dark green lightning heads circled around him, combining offense and defense.

The purple ray struck the Invincible Barrier with a sizzling sound. After only an instant of struggle, the barrier was disintegrated into a massive hole by the purple ray.

Ming Lei's pupils contracted. With a wave of his hand, the seven dark green lightning heads shot toward the elemental purple ray.

Sizzle! Sizzle!!

Only after shattering three lightning heads in succession did the purple ray finally vanish from the heavens and earth.

At that moment, a sheen of cold sweat appeared on Ming Lei Douluo's forehead.

What kind of freak is this brat?!

I had to use so many methods just to block one of his attacks!

What he had thought would be an easy mission had turned out to be so troublesome!

He would have been better off going with Scorpion Tiger and the others to face Xuan Zi.

He swallowed and glanced toward the Golden Tree.

If his Cult Master could not hold off Mu En, then it would be time for him to consider fleeing.

Above the Golden Tree.

Mu En was fighting three top-tier Titled Douluo alone, including Zhongli Wu, the Cult Master of the Holy Spirit Cult.

At first, while Mu En had yet to recover from that breath of exertion, the three of them had been able to gain a slight upper hand.

But after Mu En connected with the Golden Tree, the three discovered that no matter how they attacked, they could not break through the layer of golden light around him.

Like Ming Lei Douluo, Zhongli Wu was beginning to sweat as well.

This battle had been intended as a lightning strike, launched before Shrek Academy could react.

If the Super Douluo who had gone to deal with the soul tool artillery platforms returned as well, they would be completely finished.

Just then, everyone paused slightly as they sensed a hundred-zhang golden dragon rising from the direction of the outer academy.

From their senses, the aura released by the golden dragon was no weaker than that of a Titled Douluo!

Mu En's hoarse voice rang out. "So he is your target. Then it seems you will be disappointed this time!"

The golden light around him grew increasingly intense, and the Golden Tree shone even more brilliantly. "Since you dared attack Shrek, all of you will stay here today!"

Zhongli Wu's expression changed, and he immediately unleashed his strongest methods to respond.

Yet just as Mu En was preparing to strike, an abnormal disturbance within the Golden Tree distracted a portion of his attention.

Dark energy churned within the Golden Tree. Ma Xiaotao spread her Black Phoenix wings and flew out from the Golden Tree.

That moment of distraction gave Zhongli Wu a sliver of opportunity, allowing him to block Mu En's powerful attack.

Elsewhere,

Ye Ming saw that Ming Lei Douluo actually dared to lose focus in battle and immediately seized that fleeting opening.

He drew upon all the soul power gathered by the three of them and unleashed another Dragon God Claw!

Amid the gathering storm clouds, a golden dragon claw more than ten zhang wide tore through space and grabbed at Ming Lei Douluo.

Feeling power comparable to a fully charged strike from a Class 9 soul tool cannon, Ming Lei Douluo's expression changed instantly.

The dragon claw had locked down the space around him. There was nowhere for him to evade!

"You think you can kill me? Impossible!!"

Ming Lei roared as the ninth black soul ring on his body blazed with black light.

Ninth Soul Skill, Thunder Nether Escape!

In an instant, yin lightning thundered as his entire body transformed into a tenfold thunder marsh!