Bab 769: 636, Rengoku Kyojuro VS Supreme Pontiff of the Tiandou Douluo Yun Ming [Second Update]_1

"Let's see whose damage can help me make my second attack today, hehe."

Chrysanthemum Douluo leisurely folded his arms.

Bi Bidong knew of Tang San, and she also knew that according to the original plot, she was supposed to die at the hands of Tang San. Unfortunately, she had never had the chance to deal with this brat.

Even if she hadn't dealt with him, things probably wouldn't develop as they originally did, right… This question had surfaced in Bi Bidong's mind numerous times.

Yun Ming frowned, "Are you from Martial Soul Hall? Could Martial Soul Hall from twenty thousand years ago really control such power?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo shook his head, "No no no, the person who controls this kind of power is not me. You just do as I say."

Yun Ming found that he had already recovered to his peak-level strength at this moment. According to his usual mode of operation, he would certainly break through and look for the first generation of Shrek Seven Monsters. After all, to be resurrected for a day, he should at least meet the founder of Shrek, but he couldn't help but obey the orders of Chrysanthemum Douluo.

This puzzled him, but the very fact that he could be resurrected twenty thousand years earlier was already strange enough.

"Ah, battle! If this is a task given by my benefactor, then I will do my best to complete it."

Purgatory Xing Shoulang spoke up.

It was only then that Yun Ming began to notice Purgatory Xing Shoulang, a character whose style was vastly different from their own.

Yun Ming raised his Skyscraping Spear and said, "Yun Ming, Soul Power Level 99, Martial Soul Skyscraping Spear, offense-focused Battle Soul Master."

After saying this, Yun Ming felt a bit enlightened, as it had been decades since he last introduced himself like this before battle.

Purgatory Xing Shoulang was stunned for a moment but quickly adapted, drawing his Nichirin Blade and saying, "Purgatory Xing Shoulang, Flame Breathing, pleased to make your acquaintance."

Yun Ming had no intention of using a soul skill. He dashed toward Purgatory Xing Shoulang, fierce as the tip of a spear.

Purgatory Xing Shoulang exhaled a puff of white mist, realizing that his ability to see in this world seemed much enhanced, and the speed of his opponent's movements wasn't as fast as he had imagined. Instead, it was easy for him to predict Yun Ming's next move.

Could it be that he had become stronger after being resurrected?

Purgatory Xing Shoulang was somewhat puzzled.

But it didn't matter. With the task given by his benefactor, he would follow the command and strike with his blade with all his might; that was the best way to repay his benefactor.

"Flame Breathing, Second Form, Rising Scorching Sun!"

Yun Ming felt a bit shocked; the blond man seemed slow, but his prediction was extremely accurate, and the skill he released was right in the direction Yun Ming was heading.

No matter, he could just step back a few steps.

But in the next moment, Yun Ming realized he had been naive.

Rising Scorching Sun, a slash from below, an attack like a ring of fire in animation, but here, the flames were like a fiery dragon, roaring as it rushed toward Yun Ming's direction. The dragon swam upwards forming a huge arc with a diameter of a hundred meters!

The air was scorching hot, and the ground was baked into a charred trace, with deep ravines as if a chasm had been cut!

Purgatory Xing Shoulang was dumbfounded.

He felt like he must not have woken up yet… Flame Breathing wasn't that powerful!

The Second Form's ring of fire would at most spread a couple of meters, but here, it reached a hundred meters!

Lin Yi's eyes narrowed slightly.

It seemed that the dimensional suppression was working. The Demon Slayer Dimension, in the System's judgment, must be a Second-level Plane, while Soul Land was merely at Level One.

So, when Purgatory Xing Shoulang came to Soul Land, his strength would become extremely exaggerated.

Not to mention characters from the Fifth Level Plane of Primordial; they could probably sneeze and split several plates of Soul Land.

Yun Ming knelt on the ground, his body nearly split in half. He chuckled coldly, "So your second soul skill is this powerful? I really underestimated you."

Purgatory Xing Shoulang sheathed his Nichirin Blade and said, "Sorry, this is Flame Breathing Second Form, not the second... only dizzy chicken."

Yun Ming didn't respond; he stood up, a halo of light flowing around him as the Four-Word Battle Armor quickly adhered to his body. Nine Soul Rings rose from him in succession.

Black, black, red, red, red, red, orange, orange, orange!

The astonishing combination of Soul Rings appearing on Yun Ming stunned everyone present into speechless amazement!

Ju Zi (Orange) exclaimed in surprise, "Has soul spirit technology become this proficient after twenty thousand years?"

Yun Ming turned his head to look aside, "How would someone from twenty thousand years ago know about soul spirits?"

Ju Zi (Orange) smiled and said, "Junior, hello! I am your ancestor from ten thousand years ago!"

Yun Ming was dumbfounded for a few seconds.

What kind of hodgepodge was this?!

He continued to focus his attention on Purgatory Xing Shoulang, his Fourth Soul Skill glowing.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Skyscraping Thrust!"

Yun Ming raised his Skyscraping Spear, the tip emanating a chill glint. His entire being was as rapid as an arrow loosed from a bow, the intense energy fluctuations causing the spectators' skin to prickle with pain, and at this moment, Purgatory Xing Shoulang felt his body was bound, unable to move!

Gu Yuena couldn't help but mutter, "He's actually making me feel the threat of death."

A man who, having no gods to call upon, chose to create his own divine position, the strongest in the Douluo Continent, owner of Six Soul Bones, a Four-Word Battle Armor Master, an Ultimate Douluo, exaggerated Soul Ring combination, and a super Martial Soul that could be upgraded to a Divine Artifact... Yun Ming was truly a favored child of heaven!

With Yun Ming's thrust, Lin Yi's Douluo soul seemed to ignite at this moment.

Those were all such deeply impressive memories!

Purgatory Xing Shoulang's expression grew solemn as he finally managed to break free from his immobilization as Yun Ming approached.

"First Form, Unknowing Fire!"

Purgatory Xing Shoulang's body quickly shifted to the side, leaving behind blazing flames, his speed like a stroke of orange light.

Yun Ming's spear pierced through the searing heat of Purgatory Xing Shoulang's path, the exploding energy fluctuations and spear intent drilling into Purgatory Xing Shoulang's body, tearing his outer robe into strips of cloth and covering his body with red wounds.

"So powerful!"

Purgatory Xing Shoulang shouted, exhaling a puff of white smoke from his mouth.

"Sir, you are very strong. How about we both use our strongest skills to decide the outcome?" Purgatory Xing Shoulang said.

Yun Ming, spear in hand, emerged from the smoke and said coldly, "Sorry, I don't need to use my strongest skill."

Purgatory Xing Shoulang was unfazed by Yun Ming's arrogance, laughing, "No matter! Then I shall get serious!"

"Flame Breathing, Secret Art, Ninth Form, Purgatory!"

Purgatory Xing Shoulang's body rapidly burst into fierce flames, the high temperature scorching everything around him. He crouched down, lifted his Nichirin Blade, and charged towards Yun Ming like a scorching meteor, with the flame-wreathed Nichirin Blade ferociously slashing and annihilating everything in its path.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body!"

"Fourth Soul Skill, Skyscraping Thrust!"

Two red Soul Rings rose from Yun Ming, his figure becoming ethereal, merging with the spear, and charging at Purgatory Xing Shoulang with momentum far surpassing the previous.

This battle covered such a wide area that Lin Yi had already quietly used his powers to prevent the battle's ripples from leaking out.

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