Chapter 1292

Long Xie's cultivation is only thirty thousand years. He can't possibly defeat a Titled Douluo with a Martial Soul True Body in one move. "

Wang Feng furrowed his brow and said, "Long Xie has a chance of winning if this drags on, but unless he uses external help …"

Wang Feng seemed to think of something. He suddenly looked up at the sky.

Dark clouds had started to appear in the sky today.

However, there was no thunder, and no rain.

It seemed like he was almost there.

"This fellow … is pretty smart."

Wang Feng seemed to understand something. He couldn't help but laugh.

If he wanted to defeat an undefeatable opponent in one move, he would have to use his trump cards.

Hence, he could only rely on external help.

Long Xie flew into the sky.

At this moment, Da Minglun's Martial Soul True Body was revealed. His domain's suppression was substantial, and it covered the entire area.

Fortunately, most of the soul masters had finished competing. Otherwise, Da Minglun would have to control his domain so that it wouldn't interfere with the other competitions.

Now, he didn't need to be distracted to control his domain.

He unleashed his eighth soul skill. His brush was like a dragon drawing in the sky.

His domain was like a world. He used his Martial Soul True Body's brush to create objects. He used his soul power to construct the structure. The sky fell, and a torrential storm appeared.

His soul skill was extremely powerful.

Suddenly, the entire Hongyu Soul Fighting Arena was filled with torrential storms.

This torrential storm was comparable to the Category 75 typhoons in Wang Feng's previous life. Of course, Wang Feng had never seen a Category 63 typhoon in his previous life. He didn't know what it was like. However, he could feel that this soul skill was much stronger than a Category 63 typhoon.

Such a natural disaster was terrifying.

Fortunately, the Soul Fighting Arena was a single entity. Otherwise, he would have been blown away.

This soul skill had a huge area of effect. It could even be said that it was a soul skill that restricted flight.

Only his Martial Soul True Body could unleash its full strength.

Ordinary flying-type soul beasts wouldn't be able to fly in such an environment, even if they had sixty or seventy thousand years of cultivation.

Da Minglun's soul skill was to restrict Long Xie to the greatest extent.

The most troublesome thing about flying-type soul beasts was that they could dodge in mid-air. If one wasn't a flying-type soul beast, they would be at a disadvantage. Their soul skills might not even hit them.

Another possibility was that Da Minglun could tell that Long Xie had the power to control lightning.

Its wings were purple and there were lightning patterns on them, but its body was indeed light yellow.

They were all restrained by the wind and rain.

If Long Xie used lightning in such an environment, it would definitely hurt itself.

However, after following Wang Feng for so long, Long Xie had long since learned how to play cards unconventionally, and he already had a plan in mind.

Every drop of blood was like a sharp blade, hitting his body.

With the wind and rain howling, his strength was indeed greatly reduced.

His flying speed was reduced by at least sixty to seventy percent in midair. Their huge bodies lost the advantage of speed and agility in midair, making them look especially bloated.

"Ninth soul skill: Gods and Ghosts Weep!"

In midair, Da Minglun had a graceful bearing as he chanted softly.

The aura of a scholar-type Titled Douluo could be seen at a glance.

This was a killing move, and combined with his eighth soul skill, it was a killing move among killing moves.

The ink brush, which was almost 15 meters long, suddenly shrank in Da Minlun's hand, as if he was trying to compress all the soul power contained in his Martial Soul True Body.

Then, he thrust his spear at Long Xie.

The compressed soul power was instantly unleashed, and the terrifying strength was enough to pierce the sky!

This terrifying aura was unleashed by this seemingly technological ancient brush.

The aura was terrifying.

Countless soul masters were mesmerized by this scene, and they were all astonished by the strength of a Titled Douluo.

"Haha, I'm waiting for you to stab me with your brush!"

However, Long Xie wasn't afraid. Instead, he was delighted!

"Lightning of heaven and earth, heed my command!"

Long Xie suddenly pointed his wings at the sky, and used all his might to fly into the clouds. It seemed like he was trying to escape.

However, his wings were already flashing with lightning.

"Lightning, come!"

The evil dragon let out an ancient roar. In the blink of an eye, its shining wings shot out two thick bolts of lightning towards the dark clouds in the sky.

Like a drop of water in boiling oil, the dark clouds in the sky started to shine brightly after Long Xie unleashed a bolt of lightning.

The heavenly lightning, which had been brewing for a long time, suddenly struck down.

The purplish-red heavenly lightning was in the shape of a tree branch, and it struck down towards the clouds.

However, it wasn't aimed at Long Xie. It was aimed at the ink brush!

The brush was more than sixty meters long, and it could attract lightning. The tip of the brush was like a lightning rod …

The heavenly lightning was the power of heaven and earth, and it wasn't under Long Xie's control. However, it seemed like Long Xie was controlling the power of heaven and earth …

This was a very good show.

Boom!

The heavenly lightning struck the brush, and Da Minglun's face turned pale.

No matter how strong a Titled Douluo was, it was almost impossible for them to resist the power of heaven and earth.

Back at the Raging Dragon River, the Soul Demons had caused a tsunami that was more than a hundred meters tall to drown the surrounding cities. Feng Qin and Feng Jiu, both Rank 43 Titled Douluo, had to work together to stop it. This showed how powerful the power of heaven and earth was.

Da Minglun was only Rank 46. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't compare to the heavenly lightning.

The moment the heavenly lightning struck his Martial Soul True Body, the might of his ninth soul skill was immediately dissipated.

Although his Martial Soul True Body didn't dissipate, it was still faintly discernible. The soul core in the center was especially dim.

The tables had turned in an instant!

"He used lightning to summon the power of heavenly lightning, then used his martial soul true body ink brush to summon lightning at the most critical moment, and he really did succeed."

Wang Feng couldn't help but laugh.

His fighting style was a little strange, and he didn't play by the rules.

No wonder he had been by my side for so long.

He really defeated Da Minglun with one move!

Using the power of the heavenly lightning, he had really used his brain.

Long Xie flew down from the sky proudly. "A Titled Douluo is only so-so."

His Martial Soul True Body slowly disappeared, and so did his domain.

Da Minglun's face was pale. His spiritual power was damaged, and his soul power was empty. He wasn't seriously injured.

It was just that his soul core and martial soul were slightly damaged, and he needed a few days to recover.

If his Martial Soul True Body had been so severely injured ten thousand years ago, he would have been crippled in the best case scenario.

One could imagine how much his Martial Soul True Body had changed ten thousand years ago.

"I'm convinced."

Da Minglun sighed. This soulcarving beast was too intelligent.

It actually thought of using such a method.

This was a classic case of the weak defeating the strong. Of course, it was very difficult to replicate.

However, since the soulcarving beast was so intelligent, the soulcarving master who nurtured it naturally didn't have to say much.

(End of Chapter)