Chapter 732: Dragon Emperor Douluo!

Under Xian Lin'er's pressing every step of the way, Zhang Peng couldn't bear it any longer. The dark clouds in the air suddenly moved inward, he let out a loud shout, and threw out both fists, a low tiger howl broke out in the air, the sound wave forcefully dispersed Xian Lin'er's mouth three times in a row Zhang Peng's figure suddenly It skyrocketed and turned into a giant black tiger in an instant. It was the avatar of the martial soul that was displayed.

The giant black tiger he incarnated was more than fifteen meters long, with a high tail and a gleaming hook on it. All the dark clouds in the sky had already arrived at his feet. A pair of dark purple eyes were fierce. Opening his mouth is a roar. Amidst the violent sound waves expanding, only countless screams could be heard in mid-air. Groups of black shadows were constantly released from the dark clouds below him, turning into soul beasts of different shapes, and rushing towards Xian Lin'er with a shrill cry.

As soon as Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng's beast souls were released, Xian Lin'er was no longer able to maintain her previous advantage. She was still attacking like a wave with spears flying in her hands, but those beast souls were hard to deal with. They are all powerful beast souls that Zhang Peng has cultivated for many years and have the imprint of Zhang Peng's spirit. Among them are twelve main beast souls, which are composed of Zhang Peng's eighth soul skill, Twelve Beast Envoys.

Each of these twelve beasts has almost the same level of cultivation as an eight-ringed soul master. Although it is not enough to threaten Xian Lin'er, it is not a problem to entangle her. Once these main beast souls are attacked, they can also absorb the ordinary beast souls next to them to supplement their own consumption. The scorpion tiger transformed by Zhang Peng was staring at the side, his body gradually blurred, and the dark clouds under his feet expanded again, covering the battlefield.

Huo Yuhao was under the protection of Yan Shaozhe's soul power, so he couldn't feel how intense the fluctuation of soul power outside was. But at this time, half of the sky had already turned black, and blue lightning flashed continuously inside. It is no exaggeration to describe it as a change of color.

Yan Shaozhe suddenly looked in one direction, and said lightly, "Since you are here, why are you still hiding it. Come out. Let me just say that Zhang Peng is not confident enough to deal with me and Lin alone." Two people."

"Sure enough, you are worthy of being the master of Dragon God Douluo. It's good to perceive." An old voice sounded, and a crack suddenly appeared in the midair, and a figure also walked out from it.

He was also an old man, but compared to Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng, his appearance was much better. The old man was tall, his silver hair was combed meticulously, his face was as rosy as a baby's, his long eyebrows hung down on both sides of his face, and his hands were behind his back. Just suspended in the mid-air so quietly, without releasing any fluctuations in soul power. But not far away, the soul power fluctuations released by Xian Lin'er and Zhang Peng in the battle would disintegrate by themselves ten meters away from his body, and they couldn't spread to him at all.

Yan Shaozhe's face became serious, not only because the old man mentioned Mr. Mu directly when he appeared, but also because he didn't know this old man.

With Yan Shaozhe's age and his status as the dean of the Martial Soul Department of Shrek Academy, he has seen most of the long-famous Title Douluo in the mainland. But not only did he feel extreme danger from the old man in front of him, but he also couldn't recognize who this person was.

Seeing Yan Shaozhe's cautious gaze, the old man smiled slightly, and said, "I haven't left the mountain for many years, and most of my former friends are gone now. It's a pity that even Elder Mu ascended to heaven. Today, I came here because of you." I want to see if Mr. Mu's disciples have really inherited Mr. Mu's inheritance. My old man, Long Xiaoyao, I don't know if you remember it."

Long Xiaoyao? Hearing this name, Yan Shaozhe's body shook suddenly, and a person came to mind. Can't help but say, "You, you are Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao? You are still alive?"

Long Xiaoyao smiled slightly, and said, "Yes! I am still alive. Unfortunately, Mu En went before me." Speaking of this, there was a trace of deep sadness in his eyes. Huo Yuhao, who was hovering beside Yan Shaozhe, could tell that the old man's emotions were not fake at all.

The original ease on Yan Shaozhe's face was gone at this moment. He never expected that such a powerful person would appear among the strong men Jing Hongchen came to intercept them.

Who is Long Xiaoyao? That is the dark holy dragon who was called the black and white double holy dragon with Mu Lao back then!

Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao, Dragon God Douluo Mu En.

The martial soul owned by Long Xiaoyao is the dark holy dragon, and Mu Lao's bright holy dragon is the two extremes of darkness and light in the dragon martial soul. Back then, the cultivation bases of the two were also between brothers. Later, for unknown reasons, Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao suddenly disappeared. And when he disappeared from the mainland, Yan Shaozhe hadn't been born yet. Naturally, I have never seen this great power.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Shaozhe barely calmed down the turbulent mood, bowed slightly, and saluted, "Yan Shaozhe has met Senior Long. I really didn't expect to be able to meet Senior in my lifetime."

Long Xiaoyao sighed, and said, "I dare not go to see Mu En! Xiaoyao really felt sorry for him too much. If he hadn't passed away, I wouldn't have walked around easily. But he really left, but I regretted it." I have never had the courage to stand in front of him and admit my mistakes to him. Hey..."

Yan Shaozhe moved slightly in his heart, and said, "Senior Long, I heard from the teacher that you and the teacher were close friends back then. Although you possess the Black Dragon Martial Soul, you are upright. Today this is..."

Long Xiaoyao shook his head, and said, "Mu En really didn't tell you what happened between us back then. He just wanted to save face for me. That's all, that's all. For Mu En's sake today, I will spare your lives."

Although Yan Shaozhe didn't understand why Long Xiaoyao would appear here to fight against them, but looking at Long Xiaoyao's appearance, it seemed that there was something unspeakable hidden. With slightly condensed eyes, he said with a wry smile, "Senior Long, do you really want to bully the small with the big?"

Long Xiaoyao said, "It's a matter of being entrusted with loyalty. The old man owes a lot of favors to others, so he has to be used by others. How about this, you attack me three times, and then hand over that little guy, and you can go."

Yan Shaozhe was anxious, and said, "Senior Long, we..."

As soon as Long Xiaoyao raised his hand, the air suddenly twisted violently, and Yan Shaozhe couldn't say the second half of his sentence. His eyes became cold, and a faint blue light flickered in his eyes, "I've made up my mind, it's useless to talk more. Be careful."

While talking, he didn't see Long Xiaoyao releasing his martial soul, so he raised his right hand and pointed a finger in Yan Shaozhe's direction.