Chapter 343
The Tragic Death of a Ghost
Chapter 343 The Tragic Death of a Ghost
Two intersecting, hundred-meter-long, terrifying dark golden claw-like auras tore through space, carrying a violent will to annihilate everything, instantly traversing the distance and appearing before Xue Qinglan! Wherever the claw-like auras passed, even the extremely cold ice domain was forcibly torn open with two slits!
Faced with this ninth soul skill, which was powerful enough to severely injure or even kill a strong opponent of the same level, Xue Qinglan's icy blue phoenix eyes remained calm and undisturbed.
"Eighth Soul Skill! Ice Phoenix Mirror Wall." In the void before her, an enormous, smooth, mirror-like, and over ten-meter-thick rhomboid ice wall instantly solidified. The ice wall was not static; countless fine ice crystal runes flowed across its surface, refracting magnificent light.
"Swoosh—Boom!"
The dark gold claws slammed into the Ice Phoenix Mirror! Instead of shattering as expected, the two incomparably powerful claws were weakened and decomposed layer by layer by the runes flowing on the surface of the mirror, as if they were sinking into a quagmire. At the same time, the mirror itself made a soft "crackling" sound and developed a lot of cracks, but it did not completely break!
"What?! It can block my ninth soul skill?" Golden Crocodile Douluo was shocked.
"The Mirror Wall is not just for defense." Xue Qinglan's voice remained cold.
"Om-!"
The cracked Ice Phoenix Mirror suddenly erupted with a blinding blue light. On the surface of the mirror, the two dark gold claw-like phantoms that had been weakened and disintegrated were reflected back along their original path with even greater speed and power! Not only that, but the reflected claw-like phantoms were also covered with an extreme layer of icy power!
"Not good!" Golden Crocodile Douluo never expected his opponent to have such a method. In a hurry, he could only curl up his true body, his dark gold scales shining brightly, to withstand the reflected attack!
"Bang! Bang!"
Two enhanced claw strikes landed squarely on the back of the Golden Crocodile King's true form! Scales shattered, flesh tore open, and the golden blood that had just flowed out was frozen solid!
Even more terrifying was the extreme chill that followed, frantically eroding his internal organs and meridians! Golden Crocodile Douluo let out a painful roar, his true form's light dimmed rapidly, his aura plummeted, and his massive body swayed precariously in the air, already severely injured!
Xue Qinglan's true form as the Extreme Ice Phoenix slowly flew closer, her icy phoenix eyes looking down at the injured Golden Crocodile. "Extreme cold can freeze passion, and it can also freeze arrogance. Golden Crocodile Douluo, you have lost."
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The outcome of the four major battles was decided almost simultaneously.
Although Wang Qiu'er did not completely defeat Bibi Dong, who had switched to her second martial soul and used the Divine Trial Domain, she had already gained an absolute advantage with the help of "Dragon Emperor's Judgment" and her second awakened bloodline. Bibi Dong was seriously injured, and the true form of the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor was dim, so she was obviously unable to launch an attack that could threaten Wang Qiu'er.
Wang Dong'er severely injured Xiong Shi and forced Guang Ling to retreat, achieving a complete victory in a one-on-two battle.
Long Chen defeated Qian Jun and the Demon-Slaying Brothers with unparalleled dominance.
Xue Qinglan used skill to overcome brute force, severely injuring Golden Crocodile Douluo. On other battlefields, Chen Xin, Gu Rong, Qi Xue, Ying Yue, and others, who were already locked in a stalemate with their opponents or even had a slight advantage, were greatly encouraged by seeing their main forces winning one after another, and their offensive surged forward.
On the Spirit Hall's side, seeing that the strongest elders were either dead or injured, and that His Holiness the Pope was also suppressed by the blonde girl, the morale of the army collapsed.
"withdraw!"
Bibi Dong's cold, resentful voice echoed across the battlefield. She knew that things were beyond saving. If the fighting continued, the Spirit Hall's Title Douluos would likely suffer even greater losses, an unbearable blow.
Upon receiving Bibi Dong's order to retreat, the already demoralized Spirit Hall's Title Douluos completely collapsed, feigning retreat in an attempt to disengage from the battle. However, the powerful figures of the Beast God Pavilion would not allow them to escape so easily.
"Trying to leave? Have you asked my sword yet?"
A clear, cold female voice rang out, and the Moon God Sword in Qi Xue's hand suddenly burst forth with a radiance as dazzling as the bright moon!
She had been locked in a fierce battle with a level 95 Ghost Douluo from the Spirit Hall, and the two were evenly matched. But at this moment, her opponent was in a state of mental confusion and only thought about retreating, which immediately revealed a fatal flaw.
"Seventh Soul Skill! True Form of the Moonlit Sword God!"
Qi Xue's figure blurred, merging with the longsword in her hand, transforming into a giant sword ten meters long, crystal clear, radiating a cool moonlight and a chilling sword intent! Mysterious moon patterns flowed across the sword's blade.
Seeing the situation was dire, the Ghost Douluo's eighth spirit ring flashed rapidly: "Eighth spirit skill!..." He wanted to use his life-saving spirit skill, but it was already too late.
"Eighth Soul Skill! Moonlit Heavenly Punishment!"
The true form of the Moonlit Sword God hummed and trembled. A point of silver-white light, condensed to its extreme, suddenly appeared at the tip of the sword. The next moment, it transformed into a silver sword beam as thin as a hair, yet as fast as a stream of light, seemingly capable of piercing through the void. Ignoring spatial distance, it instantly pierced the brow of the Ghostly Douluo!
Ghost Douluo's pupils shrank sharply, and he only had time to condense his Martial Soul True Body into his head for defense.
"Pfft!"
With a soft sound, the silver sword light pierced through the ghostly form's forehead defenses without any resistance, like a hot knife through butter, and emerged from the back of its head! The extreme sharpness of the sword intent and the purifying power of the moonlight contained in the sword light instantly shredded its brain and soul!
The Ghost Douluo froze, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed, his Martial Soul True Body disintegrated, and his corpse plummeted from the sky, crashing to the ground and raising a cloud of dust. A level 95 Title Douluo had fallen!
Qi Xue reverted to human form, wielding the Moonlit Divine Sword. Her white robes were pristine, spotless except for a single drop of blood slowly sliding from the tip of her sword. She glanced coldly at the corpse on the ground, sheathed her sword, and turned to look at another battlefield.
(End of this chapter)