Facing the questions raised by Mr.

However, Xuan Lao and Du Bushu have no way to stop them. Unless the martial soul has its own spatial ability, it can only be mastered by reaching the ninety-ninth level of Ultimate Douluo.

And they are only two level 98s. Even though they are both just one step away from reaching level 99, this difference creates a huge difference between the two levels.

Suddenly, the two of them thought of the white dragon full of bright aura from before. They turned around and saw that it was gone, and that aura also disappeared without a trace.

After being stunned, they could only sigh and continue with their original plan.

Du Bushui and Mr. Xuan stopped, but the other Noumenon Sect members continued to pour firepower in the direction of the palace.

"Give it another shot! Hahahaha! Isn't this better than a fist?!"

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"Fuck you, are you connoting me? Bring me the cannonballs and let me have another good time!"

"Hey, don't..."

The people in the Noumenon Sect were all in a state of excitement. They couldn't help but laugh out loud when they saw the embarrassed appearance of the group of soul masters.

But the person in charge of the palace guard kept scolding his mother in his heart. How could he be so arrogant?

The Noumenon Sect's method of using soul guides is completely unorganized. It's just a cannonball that can be fired and it will be thrown at the palace without any care. If that was the case, they would definitely laugh out loud.

But here's the problem...Who knows where they got so many soul-guided shells?! If the soul-guided shield hadn't had new technology and sealed milk bottles, it would have been rotten.

However, it is impossible for them to just set up a soul shield in the palace. If the first layer is broken, there will be several others in reserve.

It's not like they didn't attack, but they were all blocked by the shield on the opposite side. When they fired at each other, there were cases where the shells from both sides collided and then exploded in mid-air.

Especially when they were throwing things around... As the emperor's residence, the Sun and Moon Palace was naturally armed and turned into a fortress, but this fortress was suppressed by the Noumenon Sect's firepower and was reduced to ashes. This is outrageous.

What's even more outrageous is that some sharp-eyed guards discovered that these cannonballs were produced by Mingdetang. Good guy, what a good guy, are you using their cannonballs to hit them? Even the movements of their hands stopped for a while.

Just after they witnessed the disappearance of the Silent Dark Realm, Long Xiaoyao was missing, and a mysterious man in an orange whirlpool mask left with the whirlpool, and then the eyes of Du Bushui and Xuan Lao turned to them again, they felt something bad.

Attacked again.

"Xuanzi, it's been a long time..."

At this moment, a familiar yet unfamiliar old female voice came. Xuan Laosheng stopped his attack and ran away decisively without any hesitation.

The same is true for Poisonous Death, who also brought his sons from the Noumenon Sect along with him.

Mr. Xuan and Du Bushui both listened to Huo Yuhao's words. If they find Ye Xishui, don't listen to what she has to say. Don't hesitate and run away.

Fighting level 99 against level 98 is either a special situation or a crushing defeat, there is no other way to say it.

Huo Yuhao didn't want to cause trouble. He also knew that Du Buushi and Mr. Xuan were not suitable for using their brains, so he gave the order to die.

One of them regards Huo Yuhao as his grandson, and the other is his personally designated second-in-command. These two ninety-eight-level old boys listen to Huo Yuhao's words better than the other.

Ye Xishui was also stunned, but she didn't care. The two of them were not important and could be killed at any time. Xu Tianran was not too important, just a puppet, but Long Xiaoyao was important.

"Mother, you..."

"What's wrong with Xiaoyao? Please tell me clearly."

Ye Xishui's tone was obviously a little nervous, and Zhong Liwu answered without hesitation.

"Senior Long Xiaoyao disappeared after opening the Silent Dark Realm to block the breath of a white dragon. What appeared was a mysterious man wearing an orange swirl mask. Not long after I saw him, he used a swirling

The spatial ability has left, and I have no ability to stop it..."

Ye Xishui's brain exploded with a bang. The expression of this spatial ability was exactly the same as that of "Madara Uchiha" who took away the three-headed dark gold bat king martial spirit girl before!

"Uchiha...Madara..."

Ye Xishui suppressed his anger, gritted his teeth and roared.

"Mother... Supreme Leader, how are you doing over there at the arena?"

"Three banned people are dead, and the stalemate is still going on."

Ye Xishui said indifferently, and then walked away. She had not cared much about the affairs of the Holy Spirit Cult for a long time. She went to the competition this time because Long Xiaoyao had a relationship with Mu En and was not suitable to pressure the competition.

She was able to come to the palace because Zhong Liwu used a communication soul guide to tell her that something had happened to Long Xiaoyao and that the palace might be captured.

Now she only cares about Long Xiaoyao, the son of Zhong Liwu? Haha...

"Hahaha--"

In the arena, "Zhongxia" was panting violently, and the peaks on his chest were rising and falling. The eight-door armor had been lifted, and the blue energy body produced by opening the seven doors also dissipated.

At her feet was a charred corpse with mutilated flesh and blood. There were charred holes on the head and every vital part of the body. This person was none other than Thousand Legs Douluo.

This was done by "Zhong Xia". The amplification of the seventh gate of the Eight Gate Dunjia combined with the melting chakra mode directly smashed his body to pieces and then scorched it.

"We've reached our limit. Surrender now and we'll suffer less."

Long Aoran stretched out his hand towards "Zhong Xia". He could see that the girl in front of him had great potential and was useful to him. She shouldn't be stuck here for Shrek and the people of the Tang Sect.

"I fell in love with her first, and I did most of the damage. She belongs to me."

Yin Meng also spoke, looking at Long Aoran calmly, without any sense of being a weakling or a junior.

Although one of them is at the peak level ninety-one and the other is at the peak level ninety-seven, with a huge difference in soul power, Yin Meng's abilities are too troublesome and comprehensive, and even Long Aoran doesn't want to provoke him casually.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After all, if you fight him for ten minutes, you will be sick for half an hour.

But speaking of it, if Thousand Leg Douluo were to commit suicide, he would probably say that since two of his brothers died and he was gone, "Zhongxia" should go to him. After all, he was the biggest "sacrifice".

"My eldest brother is Long Xiaoyao."

Long Aoran didn't get used to him, so he spoke directly and used Long Xiaoyao to suppress him.

Long Xiaoyao is not only a veteran powerhouse, but also one of the only remaining Extreme Douluo in the world. His prestige within the Holy Spirit Sect is also extremely high.

"Then what."

Yin Meng remained calm, with an indifferent expression on his face.

This time it was Long Aoran's turn to be speechless, and finally decided to rely on his own strength.

The girl in front of her has nothing to do with the target above. As an elder of the Holy Spirit Sect, she still has the right to take someone away.

There were more than a few titled Douluo present, but more of them were still in the dark and too lazy to move. After all, what could happen to this kind of encirclement and suppression without any suspense?

What? Four titles died? What kind of accident is this? How can an evil soul master fight without death?

"I'm lucky, I saved my life."

"Zhongxia" came in a clear and irritable female voice. She casually rubbed her long, grayish light blue hair.

If they could see her eyes, they would find that there was nothing in them, and there was no trace of anyone or anything in them.

And "Zhong Xia"'s words also made everyone present sigh. Could she still be unable to bear it after all?

All the titled Douluo hiding in the dark came out and surrounded everyone. They had seen enough of this scene and it was time to end.

For "Midsummer", it is indeed over, but it is not the end for them.

"Roar--"

"Yin——"

Dragon roars and bear roars suddenly resounded across the sky, and two large holes were torn open in the soul shield covering the arena.

"finally come……"

"Zhongxia" folded his arms and looked calm, as if he had expected it.

The Evil Douluo in the field couldn't help but take a breath when they looked at the huge dark golden bear and the white dragon filled with light.

What shocked them even more was the man in black robes wearing an orange swirl mask standing above the white dragon.

"Now...the combat power is equal."

A low and magnetic voice instantly rang in everyone's ears.
Chapter completed!