The disciples of Daluo Soul Sect are not only good at soul art.
When you reach the level of the King of Strong Dou, you will naturally be outstanding in all aspects.
Even if you don’t use soul skills and can’t match the other six people, you can still compare to the average powerful fighting king.
boom!
How terrifying it is to join forces to attack these eleven powerful fighting kings.
In an instant, the sword wheel spread across the sky, the purple flames were amazing, the sword light shone brightly, the sun spread across the sky, and the red python roared one after another. The strange phenomena of Taoism appeared in the void, and the Samadhi True Fire could not stop this terrifying torrent of vitality.
Eleven people approached Long Xiaoshan.
The heavy fields squeezed on Long Xiaoshan.
The huge divine body is also cracked.
A golden light flashed in Long Xiaoshan's eyes, the leaves of the Taoist pattern on the Qingmu Dharma Phrase are shining, and the Taoist rule flows. Dozens of giant monsters with more than 1,000 meters of gold-type Dharma Phrase Phrase appear and rushed to all directions.
These giant beasts of gold-type magical phenomena are all comparable to those of the Golden Pill.
Sprint out.
Bang bang bang bang!
One gold-type magical beast after another collapsed. After all, these eleven people were all powerful Dou Kings, the top young generation in the extreme west. They are truly powerful. Long Xiaoshan's gold-type magical figure cannot stop them.
But it also delayed them for a moment and consumed part of their strength.
Divine power flows.
Long Xiaoshan's body was completed, and he had six arms crossed the sky, holding swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes and forks in his hands, like a god king, bombarding and rumbling!
There are another wave of storm that ruins the world.
The energy hits wildly, shaking the world.
The entire battle platform suffered an unprecedented impact.
The ground was cut off layer by layer.
The light curtains around could not withstand the fierce attacks of these twelve people, making a creaking sound. A storm of energy tore out, cutting through tens of thousands of meters of gullies, almost rushing towards the stands.
"No, the light curtain is about to break!"
A group of strong people flew out of the Douluo Field, all with the late stage of the Golden Pill cultivation, and worked together to strengthen the formation to avoid accidental injuries.
The twelve powerful people all sacrificed their Dharma images.
Their Dharma appearances are all two or three thousand meters high, which is not inferior to the divine body of Long Xiaoshan.
It was as if twelve giant beasts were fighting for life.
Boom! Bang! Bang!
The sky collapses and the earth breaks, and the sun and the moon are gone.
There was constant explosions, and each strike was comparable to a super nuclear bomb explosion.
If it weren't for the blockade of the Dou Zhan Platform, I'm afraid the entire Douluo City would have been destroyed long ago.
Boom!
A big hole was blasted out of Long Xiaoshan's body, and his divine blood was sprayed. He split the head of a giant elephant with an axe with his backhand.
The giant python bit Long Xiaoshan's neck hard, and Long Xiaoshan slashed its body with a knife and split it into two pieces.
Another golden penis spread its wings and grabbed the sharp claws on the Tianling Cover of Long Xiaoshan. Long Xiaoshan shot out a spear and pierced the golden penis...
The battle was bloody and crazy.
Any move becomes useless, leaving only the most brutal fight, exchanging injuries for injuries.
After all, Long Xiaoshan is just one person. Facing the fierce attack of eleven magic figures, even if the wound is replaced with injuries, the scars on his body will increase much faster than the opponent.
If it weren't for his continuous divine power, he would probably have been unable to hold on.
"Why haven't this guy fallen yet?"
"Still persist, he's almost unable to hold on."
The eleven powerful fighting kings are also covered in scars, just slightly better than Long Xiaoshan. After all, they are not as powerful as Long Xiaoshan's recovery power.
A huge Ba Snake magic image suddenly entangled Long Xiaoshan's body, making him unable to move...
"Cracked me!"
Ximen Ying’s Dharma image is the golden-winged roc.
The wings spread out, thousands of meters, covering the sky and the sun. He traveled through the void like lightning, grabbed Long Xiaoshan's head with one claw, twisted it hard, and Long Xiaoshan's head broke.
A mountain-moving ape, with his hands like a sky-shaking hammer, slamming hard on Long Xiaoshan's back, and his divine body broke.
One by one, one giant beast after another, all burst out with twelve points of power.
Boom!
Long Xiaoshan has a sacred body of three thousand meters, completely collapsed, like a sacred mountain collapsed, and bones and blood flew everywhere...
"Long Xiaoshan is defeated!"
Countless people stood up and watched this tragic scene.
A complex and regretful look surged in my heart.
Long Xiaoshan challenged more than ten top strong fighting kings with one person, which was unprecedented. Unfortunately, he failed in the end.
Although no one is optimistic that he can win.
But he really lost.
It still makes everyone feel sad. After all, in the eyes of many people, Long Xiaoshan is a "hero" who dares to challenge power, an unyielding fighter, and is deeply loved by the people.
"It's already amazing. These are the eleven powerful fighting kings. He can hold on for so long."
"Yes, even though he is defeated, he is still honored. With his strength, if Douluo challenges one by one, it is not impossible for Douluo to be strong."
"Although this battle is regrettable, it is carefully recorded in the history of Douluo Field and becomes a classic battle."
Many people chanted Long Xiaoshan's name and applauded him.
This is rare in Douluo Field. It does not applaud the winner, but applaud the losers.
The eleven powerful fighting kings, watching Long Xiaoshan's divine body collapse, felt relieved. They did not have much joy in victory. After all, with their identity, so many people besieged one, it would not be a matter of winning if they win.
But I wasn't completely embarrassed at all.
If they lose, they may be nailed to the pillar of shame and follow them all their lives.
"Thank you for your helping fist..." Ximen Ying first bowed to the six powerful fighting kings who helped fist...
However, at this moment, a dazzling spear light suddenly penetrated through the sky and shot in shock. The spear light appeared in purple gold, and the sharp edge seemed to change the color of heaven and earth.
"No, let go!"
All the eleven powerful fighting kings felt their souls trembling. Under that shot, they felt a terrible feeling of both souls and souls being destroyed.
However, the thought just arose.
The gun had already struck Bashe's body.
The purple rainbow light seemed to cut into butter without any hindrance. The huge body of Ba Snake, more than 2,000 meters long, trembled violently, and bang!
Countless tiny purple gold spear lights burst out from his body.
The Ba snake burst into countless pieces of energy.
After the purple spear light tore the snake, it drew an arc in the air and penetrated the magic image of the mountain-moving ape. Bang!
The mountain-moving ape exploded.
Immediately afterwards, the gun caught up with another beast and penetrated through it.
Bang!
The third Dharma image is broken.
Until this moment, the gun light seemed to stop and a figure appeared, and it flashed with purple gold light all over its body. Even its hair and pupils turned into a strange purple gold color.
"Long Xiaoshan, he has not yet defeated!"
Everyone was still applauding, their hands stopped in the air, stunned.
Everyone thought Long Xiaoshan was defeated.
After all, the "Dharma" collapsed.
They all thought that the golden giant with three heads and six arms was the Dharma image of Long Xiaoshan, but they didn't know that it was transformed by magical powers. Even if it was destroyed, it would only consume some magical power and would not hurt Long Xiaoshan at all.
On the contrary, the three Dharma images that were destroyed by Long Xiaoshan just now.
The three powerful fighting kings vomited blood and their breath fell by more than 50%, which obviously had no combat power.