Chapter 308 The Shocking Red Light (Second update, 3000, please subscribe!)
"It's about to begin, it's about to begin." Ning Rongrong's body was shaking for some reason.
But she quickly calmed down and watched the fight, but her shining eyes revealed the turbulent waves in her heart.
"Come on Fang Ling, let the world see how powerful you are!" Dugu Yan shouted loudly with the joy of victory on her face.
"Defeat them!" Zhu Zhuqing clenched his fists and shouted loudly.
Ye Lingling was still shy, but she still joined in cheering for Fang Ling.
“Disciple, move forward courageously!” Dugu Bo was eager to know the expressions of the world after seeing his disciple’s eight hundred thousand year spirit rings.
It is foreseeable that it will be exciting!
Under everyone's attention, Fang Ling descended from the sky and landed in front of the Xing Luo Army.
Dai Mubai, who was under the protection of the legion's soul masters, looked solemn.
Fang Ling looked at him and found that he had changed a lot compared to before.
He still had broad shoulders and back, double pupils in his eyes, and long golden hair draped wildly behind his back. His handsome appearance was also somewhat resolute, but he was taller.
After becoming the crown prince, even though he was criticized for his illegitimate position, his majestic appearance still exuded the aura of a domineering king.
In terms of temperament, perhaps because he has gone through hardships and suffered humiliation, he is now more stable than before, arrogant, strong, domineering and wild.
They say that money and power support people, and it is true.
The battle did not start immediately. Fang Ling was looking at him, and Dai Mubai would naturally look at Fang Ling as well.
Fang Ling gives people an extremely mysterious image.
Her long gray-blond hair fluttered in the wind, and her mysterious eyes revealed an indescribable and unattainable temperament.
The uncontrolled, radiating sense of deathly silence made people terrified and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.
Dai Mubai couldn't help but shudder.
"Long time no see. It looks like the weather is a bit cold today. You don't seem to be wearing enough clothes. I have a cotton coat here. How about you send someone to bring it over?"
When Fang Ling saw him like this, he immediately greeted him "friendly".
He is immune to ice and insensitive to low temperatures, so naturally he doesn't have a cotton coat. This is a deliberate sarcasm.
"Don't bother." Dai Mubai twitched the corner of his mouth. As expected, it was still the same Fang Ling. He knew that he couldn't say anything good.
After calming down for a moment, his expression suddenly turned cold. "Even if you are good at talking, it can't save you. It's really impressive that you killed Haotian Douluo Tang Hao with the power of a mere Soul Sage. It can be said that your combat power is unparalleled. You can become a Soul Sage at the age of 19. Your talent is also enviable."
Fang Ling nodded slightly, with a look of delight on his face, motioning for him to continue.
Anyway, the battle will be quick later, so let's listen to what he wants to say and make him happy for the last time.
"It does sound powerful, but do you think I don't know that?!" Dai Mubai roared, "Your super-standard attack is only for close combat. Using it once will not only consume a lot of soul power, but also cause cracks in your martial soul!"
"Faced with the siege of 50,000 heavy-armored troops and 3,000 soul masters, do you think your close combat skills will be useful?"
"You are only a Soul Saint. Xingluo soldiers are not afraid of sacrifice. We must kill you in this battle to wash away my past humiliation and the shame suffered by my father and the empire!"
"Pa! Pa! Pa!" Fang Ling applauded their cleverness.
He didn't mention this news. It seems that the Xingluo Royal Family contacted the Haotian Sect and then got the news from Tang Xiao and Tang San? Interesting.
Before he could reply, he heard Dai Mubai's slightly dull voice saying, "I still remember your embarrassed look when you cut me down with a knife, and I also remember your anger when you snatched my fiancée from me. I also remember the humiliation when you came to my house in person to cancel the engagement!"
"Fang Ling, there are few people in the world who can force the Xingluo royal family to this extent. You did it!"
The pitch of the voice became higher and higher, as if it had been suppressed for a long time, and then he finally spoke out what was in his heart.
He said more and more urgently, "Do you know what I used to think? Do you know how I got through those years?"
"But..." Dai Mubai's expression suddenly turned ferocious, and he changed his tone, "This battle must be a battle to clear up the grudges. This is where you will die!"
Anger rose from his heart, and in an instant, the White Tiger Martial Spirit possessed his body.
In Fang Ling's eyes, a circle of pale light burst out from Dai Mubai's body, his muscles suddenly swelled, and his golden hair turned black and white.
A "王"-shaped pattern appeared on his forehead, his hands grew twice as large, his palms were covered with white hair, and his claws as hard as diamonds seemed to be able to cut through gold and stone with ease.
A pair of overlapping eyes turned into a dark blue, as if burning with an extremely hot fire.
Five soul rings appeared on his body: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black.
He is still just a Soul King, but his domineering aura really has some of the power of the king of beasts.
"Are you finished?" Fang Ling said calmly.
It was like watching a play, and Dai Mubai was the clown in the play.
The analysis was logically rigorous and well-reasoned, and it seemed that the Heavy Armor Corps and the Soul Master Corps would really have a great advantage against him.
But don’t say that the news is outdated. Even if they are only Soul Saints, Fang Ling still has the absolute strength to kill them all.
He stood still, a gray-gold scythe of death appeared in his hand, the magic patterns on it spread out with brilliant light, and the dangerous aura made Bibi Dong's pupils shrink.
"The power of death!"
It's really the power of death.
Bibi Dong confirmed that there really was a considerate god behind Fang Ling.
When he becomes a god in the future, it won’t be a shame for Nana to follow him.
The pervasive dangerous aura came from the source of life, and the horses' instinctive resistance made them neigh uneasily, some of them becoming uncontrollable.
"In this battle, whoever humiliates the country will die." Dai Mubai stretched out his throat and raised his voice very high, "Xingluo will win!"
“We will win!”
“We will win!”
"The Xing Luo Empire will win!"
Although the soldiers were frightened, they also joined in the shouting. The bloodthirsty spirit cultivated in the army gradually restored their courage.
It was as if they were under a mass killing technique. Under the sound waves that were getting louder and louder, a will to kill was aroused from the bottom of their hearts, and they became more and more desperate.
"What a powerful military might!" Qian Renxue looked at this scene with a bit of envy in her eyes. Even if the national strength of the Xingluo Empire was weakened, it was only high-level soul masters and many nobles.
The heavy armored corps at the bottom level did not suffer any damage and was still stronger than Tiandou, and these soldiers were also more elite.
“You may be powerful and have a great reputation, but you will still die when facing my disciple.” Dugu Bo said to the people watching the battle around him.
"Oh?" Ning Fengzhi became interested. "Your Majesty Bilin, would you like to explain it in detail?"
Dugu Bo is Fang Ling's teacher, and must be the one who knows Fang Ling's strength and cultivation best among all people.
Judging from his expression and demeanor, there was not the slightest worry at all, as if he was certain that Fang Ling would achieve a brilliant victory in the battle.
What gave him such confidence? Could it be the power of God?
The people around also looked over curiously. It would be great if they could get the news before the war started.
Dugu Bo put his index finger on his lips and made a closing gesture, then smiled sinisterly: "You will know soon, but don't be scared by my disciple's true strength."
He slightly modified what Fang Ling said when he was doing the soul-tracing technique experiment and directly copied it here.
Dugu Bo really likes this feeling of showing off in front of others.
Dai Mubai's release of his martial spirit was a signal, and the heavily armored knight on his horse, who was ready to go, picked up his spear.
The soul master army formed a corresponding formation and also summoned their martial spirits.
There are all kinds of martial souls, and the most common soul rings are white, yellow and purple. Black light is relatively rare, and red light is naturally impossible.
"Fang Ling, after this battle, all the resentment between the two sides will disappear. Do you dare to accept it?" Dai Mubai provoked.
Fang Ling did not have any resentment towards the Xing Luo Empire. He only had unilateral resentment towards Dai Mubai because of the humiliation.
This is absolutely beneficial to Xing Luo, but it does not benefit the other party Ling at all.
But considering that he had come all the way to send points and undead spirits, Fang Ling still smiled and said, "Meet your request!"
Dai Mubai breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Bibi Dong and asked loudly:
"I hope that the Pope can make a ruling on this war to eliminate resentment, guaranteeing the fairness of this duel and not allowing other Title Douluo to interfere."
The first is that Dugu Bo might intervene without following martial ethics, and there might also be Chen Xin, Gu Rong, and even the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
In Dai Mubai's opinion, the Spirit Hall hopes to see an internal fight between the two empires. This is a good opportunity to weaken both sides. The Spirit Hall will definitely agree to his conspiracy.
In the end, as he expected, Bibi Dong was silent for a moment, then agreed with a strange look on her face.
It’s just that the reason for agreeing is different from what he imagined.
Fang Ling is the inheritor of the God of Death. He must be absolutely sure if he dares to go up.
How can you, a little soul king who knows nothing, think you have a chance of winning? Staring at Dai Mubai, who was ignorant of the world, Bibi Dong shook her head slightly and suppressed her smile: "The Spirit Hall will ensure the fairness of this battle and will not let anyone from either side interfere."
"Remember, life and death are all up to fate!"
Both sides had no objection, and Fang Ling still looked calm, "You guys start the fight." Bibi Dong was the referee.
"Kill!" Dai Mubai gave the order immediately.
"Boom! Boom!"
The cavalry began to charge forward, the horses' hooves resonating on the ground with a deafening sound, war drums sounded, smoke billowed, and for a moment, sand and rocks flew, and the sky and the earth were dark.
The soldiers raised their spears and the soul master army lit up their soul rings.
Fang Ling tapped his toes lightly and whizzed past them with the sickle in hand. The extremely sharp sickle cut through the heavy armor and the body together.
Blood spurted everywhere and severed limbs flew everywhere, just like mowing the grass.
This is how the world imagines Fang Ling fighting.
But the reality was far beyond their imagination, a dazzling red, blood-red light suddenly bloomed, replacing the sun and illuminating the entire area!
Eight almost scarlet and dazzling hundred thousand year spirit rings suddenly appeared, shocking everyone to the point of almost losing their voices.
Under the horrified gaze of everyone, the third hundred thousand year spirit ring lit up.
Fang Ling used Silver Emperor Flash and teleported forward directly.
It reached the sky above the soul master army almost in an instant.
Under Dai Mubai's extremely horrified gaze, a circle of light with an extinction glow was instantly released from Fang Ling's body, and the ultimate death force that could annihilate the soul instantly covered the entire soul master army.
The ultimate power of death is attached to every soul master, and soul masters below the Soul Emperor have no ability to fight back.
Insufficient soul power cannot resist Fang Ling's death field which has sufficient soul power supply.
They could not use any tricks. The essence of life was devoured by the power of death. Under the extreme erosion, their eyes withered and their bodies decayed. In an instant, they turned into gray embers! The soul master army was almost completely destroyed! (End of this chapter)
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