Chapter 318 Face the Storm!

Within the range of the Sea of ​​Dead Souls, the power of all Wang Xiaolei's soul skills will be greatly enhanced, and he also has the terrifying ability to nourish the resentful spirits and regenerate them.

All the evil soul masters who can fight on behalf of the Holy Spirit Church are gifted and powerful, and Wang Xiaolei is no exception.

At this time, Yuan Gungun had approached less than 20 meters away from Wang Xiaolei. He waved his right hand, and a golden light gathered in his hand, instantly forming a huge golden claw, grabbing towards Wang Xiaolei.

However, when this golden claw of light entered the range of the Sea of ​​Dead Souls, a strange change suddenly occurred.

The purple-black light surged. The claw of light was instantly covered with a layer of purple-black.

Although the power of breaking evil tried its best to fight against these purple-black, when it came to the front of the Death Guardian, it still disappeared as if it melted.

Only a piece of light mist that had turned into purple-black hit the Death Guardian.

Wang Xiaolei made a rhythmic up and down gesture with both hands at the same time. At this time, he didn't care about the consumption of his soul power.

I saw layers of evil frost rushing up from the sea of ​​dead souls in an instant, rushing towards Yuan Gungun like a raging sea.

Yuan Gungun snorted coldly, and the third soul ring on his body shone. It was the wrath of thunder.

Huge golden snake lightning burst out around his body. At the same time, he tapped the ground with his left foot, and his body rushed into the sea of ​​dead souls like an arrow.

Although the sea of ​​dead souls was only ten meters in diameter, Wang Xiaolei had retreated to the other edge.

But after entering it. Yuan Gungun suddenly felt a chill all over his body. The shrill roar of the resentful spirits made his soul unstable.

As if he was about to leave his body.

The evil frost attacked his body crazily. He wanted to freeze his body and soul completely.

Yuan Gungun's speed did slow down all of a sudden.

The lightning on his body and the evil frost fought rapidly. But he also fell into a state of difficulty.

A chilling laugh erupted from the depths of Wang Xiaolei's throat, like a crow crowing in the silent night, sharp and piercing, making people's scalps numb.

"Ha ha ha! Stupid, your biggest mistake is entering my sea of ​​dead souls. Enjoy the taste of death!"

Wang Xiaolei's voice was full of teasing and cruelty, as if he had seen the tragic scene of Yuan Gungun being tortured to death by him.

He suddenly raised his hands high, and a powerful force gushed out of his body, like a volcanic eruption.

Accompanied by waves of disgusting stench, countless purple-black springs centered on his body spread wildly around, quickly covering the entire sea of ​​dead souls.

These springs are not ordinary liquids, but are condensed from pure death breath, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression, as if to drag all things in the world into an endless abyss.

The terrifying death breath is like a flood that broke through the dam, with the power to destroy everything, hysterically rushing towards Yuan Gungun, trying to swallow him completely.

Wang Xiaolei once used this move to kill two powerful soul saints at the same time. Their souls were imprisoned in his death whip and became part of his power.

At this moment, Wang Xiaolei seemed to have foreseen the end of Yuan Gungun. He seemed to see Yuan Gungun being torn apart by his powerful power, and his soul full of light and evil-breaking power was swallowed and conquered by his death whip and became part of his power.

By then, his death whip will become more powerful. Perhaps, even if he faces attacks of light attributes in the future, he will not be afraid.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaolei's excitement and expectation in his heart became even greater. He stared at Yuan Gungun greedily, as if he was appreciating a piece of art that was about to be destroyed by him.

He firmly believed that in the face of his own death and decay, Yuan Gungun had no power to resist at all.

Then, he saw Yuan Gungun smile, a cold and disdainful smile, as if laughing at his self-righteousness.

Today's dark clouds are gathering, which is a great situation for evil soul masters. Especially for Wang Xiaolei.

If it was a sunny day, his strength would be greatly reduced.

He could not even represent the team and could only be a substitute.

But at this moment, he was convinced that he was strong. He seemed to have seen the scene of Yuan Gungun turning into a part of his death whip.

As a powerful evil soul master, Wang Xiaolei had a strong judgment ability.

He could clearly judge that the power of the light titan used by Yuan Gungun could not be used continuously.

He had used it once in two battles. If he wanted to use it again, he had to rest for a while.

Without the terrifying power of the light titan power, his sixth soul skill was the death withering rising in the fourth soul skill, the sea of ​​dead spirits.

What could he use to block it?

Yuan Gungun's eyes seemed to turn into a bottomless abyss at this moment. Fear was like an invisible hand, tightly strangling Wang Xiaolei's throat, making him almost unable to breathe.

The fire of his own soul, which had been burning calmly, was now beating violently like a candle in a strong wind, as if it would go out at any time.

However, just when Wang Xiaolei thought that Yuan Gungun would sink in this fear, he saw a creepy sneer slowly blooming at the corner of Yuan Gungun's mouth.

It was a cold and arrogant smile, a disdainful smile, as if everything was under his control.

Wang Xiaolei's heart was full of doubts. Why could Yuan Gungun, who was always gentle to others, still show such a confident smile when facing such strong pressure?

As if seeing through Wang Xiaolei's doubts, Yuan Gungun's eyes became extremely sharp, like two sharp swords, piercing Wang Xiaolei's heart.

"Fear? What is that?" Yuan Gungun's voice was low and powerful, like rolling thunder, exploding in Wang Xiaolei's ears, "I, Yuan Gungun, never fear any challenge!"

Yes, Wang Xiaolei remembered that Yuan Gungun, this seemingly gentle guy, had an extremely strong heart hidden in his bones! He was always proud of his enemies and was always invincible!

The persistence in his heart, the momentum of being at the top, was his real source of power and the essence of his dominance over the world!

If fear appeared in his heart, how could he control this destructive power? How could he become the master of this continent?

Yuan Gungun's body sank slightly, like a cheetah ready to attack, ready to give the enemy a fatal blow.

His legs were slightly bent, as if the whole person was curled up, accumulating powerful strength.

At the same time, a circle of black halo rose from his feet, quickly spread out, and enveloped the entire competition stage.

Then, a strong golden light burst out from his body, like the rising sun, illuminating the whole world.

"Ang--" A loud and long roar burst out from Yuan Gungun's mouth, resounding through the sky.

At this moment, the huge light titan, with the power of destroying the world, suddenly crashed into Yuan Gungun's body. I saw that Yuan Gungun's whole body was covered with a thick layer of golden armor, wrapping him tightly.

The next moment, he turned into a golden lightning, shooting out, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.

Although Yuan Gungun still maintained his human form in the light and shadow of the Light Titan, at this time, he gave people the feeling of a real Light Titan, full of violent and powerful power.

And this Light Titan, in the process of rushing forward, began to rotate at high speed, and the golden light burned like a flame, reflecting the entire competition stage into a golden ocean.

Then, it turned into a huge golden cannonball, appeared out of thin air, and shot towards Wang Xiaolei with the momentum of destroying everything. It was like a spinning top, with unparalleled impact force, to completely destroy everything in front of it.

"Face the storm!" Yuan Gungun's voice, like an oracle from the nine heavens, echoed in Wang Xiaolei's ears.

On the ground of the competition stage, a light storm with a diameter of 30 meters appeared. This storm completely encircled the originally aggressive sea of ​​dead spirits, strangling it madly. The center of the storm was the huge figure that was proudly suspended, exuding a suffocating pressure.

In this storm, a powerful aura surged out crazily, as if to tear the whole world apart. The terrifying suction force rushed towards Wang Xiaolei crazily, wanting to swallow him up completely.

Compared with Wang Xiaolei, whose soul skills were evil and terrifying, the soul skills Yuan Gungun displayed at this time looked so dazzling and full of sacred and inviolable aura.

At this time, Wang Xiaolei was shocked to find that he could do nothing.

An indescribable fear, like a tide, instantly drowned him. The dead withering and the sea of ​​dead souls had even escaped his control. He only felt that his soul was being pulled and torn by an invisible force, as if to bring him into an endless abyss.

Compared with Wang Xiaolei, whose soul skills were evil and terrifying, the soul skills Yuan Gungun displayed at this time looked so dazzling and dazzling.

At this time, Wang Xiaolei was shocked to find that he could do nothing. An indescribable fear emerged in his mind.

The death withering and the sea of ​​dead souls had even escaped his control. He felt as if his soul was sublimating.

Everything around him turned into a golden haze.

Countless roars sounded, as if the ancient beasts were roaring.

"Roar!" The roar sounded again.

The speed of the storm's rotation increased again, and it was three times faster than before.

The terrifying tearing force continued to cut Wang Xiaolei's body.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

The continuous roars exploded on the competition stage. In just three times, the death guard on Wang Xiaolei's body was shattered.

Indestructible Douluo Zheng Zhan had reacted at this time and wanted to go forward to rescue.

However, the golden halo on the ground suddenly burst into a strong light, and a huge golden storm with a diameter of 30 meters instantly rose into the air.

Even Zheng Zhan was unable to rush into it at this moment. When he hit the golden storm, his whole body was also surrounded by golden lightning. Although he used a defensive soul guide to resist, he still had difficulty moving.

The golden color lasted for less than two seconds before fading and slowly dissipating.

Wang Xiaolei's body disappeared. Compared with the previous auspicious disappearance, his disappearance was even more silent. No one even saw how he disappeared.

The huge golden storm was annihilated, and he naturally disappeared. Not even a trace of dirty scum was left.

The whole audience fell into silence again. Yuan Gungun used his strong performance to kill two six-ring soul emperor evil soul masters one after another.

At this time, no one dared to underestimate Yuan Gungun.

Yuan Gungun appeared in the center of the gradually fading golden storm. His face was a little pale, but he still stood very straight, especially his back was straight.

Whether it was the rapid breathing or the unhealthy face, it did not affect the persistence in his eyes.

He won, yes, he won again. Two consecutive games, killing two people. He made all the audience cheer and applaud him.

Although every soul emperor can use the fifth and sixth soul skills, it is unprecedented to consume so much in use like him.

Yuan Gungun stood in place, his chest heaving slightly, trying to calm his agitated breathing.

His eyes slowly swept across the whole field, and finally stopped at the waiting area of ​​the Holy Spirit Sect. He slowly raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and pointed at Tang Ya who was sitting in the front row.

Tang Ya was originally leaning lazily on the back of the chair, startled by his sudden action, and stood up suddenly. A trace of anger flashed in her deep eyes, and through the slowly falling soul shield, her eyes met Yuan Gungun's in the air.

Although her face was covered by a wide black cloak, her sharp eyes were like a sharp blade, piercing Yuan Gungun's heart.

Yuan Gungun met her gaze, without any retreat, but with a slight upward corner of his mouth, revealing a provocative smile.

He slowly lowered his arm, turned around, and walked towards the center of the competition venue with a steady step. His face was as calm as water, and no emotional fluctuations could be seen.

Coming in front of the Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan, Yuan Gungun took out the bottle from the storage soul guide, skillfully poured in the potion to restore soul power, stood there quietly, and began to restore the consumed soul power.

Tang Ya turned gently and gracefully cast her eyes in the direction of the rest area. Her eyes met with the Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng, and the shock in Zhang Peng's eyes faded like a tide, replaced by a subtle fear.

Just now, Yuan Gungun burst out with amazing power, releasing a golden storm like the end of the world. At that moment, Zhang Peng truly felt the threat of death.

Fear was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, deeply imprinted in his mind, lingering. Fortunately, this boy is still very young, and his strength has not yet reached its peak.

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in Zhang Peng's eyes, and he nodded vigorously, indicating that Tang Ya could start. Tang Ya nodded slightly, indicating that she understood. (End of this chapter)