Chapter 227: Why did you provoke him?
"You are the one who killed my three nephews?"
The explosion in the Sun-Moon Empire military camp still attracted Wang Nan's attention. Just when he was still some distance away from the military camp, a figure flew out and blocked his way.
A pair of deep purple eyes shone from under the black cloak, looking back and forth at Wang Nan with an unfriendly gaze.
Although he did not reveal his martial spirit, his aura had already overwhelmed Wang Nan. Facing this aura that was no less than Xuan Zi's, Wang Nan finally took it seriously.
"Never mind. They are just three useless juniors. It's not a big deal if you kill them, but you let go of the dragon souls that I collected with great difficulty and raised for decades. I can't just let it go like this."
Wang Nan thought for a moment and knew who the man in front of him was. An evil soul master with such a high level of cultivation could only be Zhongli Wu, the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult. As for the three nephews he mentioned, they were probably the three Zhongli brothers he had seen in the Xingdou Great Forest.
Zhongli Wu raised his head, and the cloak on his head fell down, revealing a head of fine silver hair. His eyes were fixed on Wang Nan, and his tone finally changed a little.
"I know you. I heard that your Panlong Stick Soul Master has a dragon soul in his martial soul. Since you let my black dragon soul go, I will exchange your dragon soul for it."
After saying this, Zhongli Wu's aura surged, and six black and three red soul rings slowly emerged from his side. Every time a soul ring appeared, his aura grew a bit, until all nine soul rings were fully revealed, and his aura was no longer concealed.
He pointed his right hand in the air, and the soul rings around him lit up with a black light. A huge staff appeared in his hand. A shadow that looked very similar to him appeared from behind and looked at Wang Nan in front of him leisurely.
It’s a pity that Zhongli Wu didn’t see any fear on Wang Nan’s face.
Although they had never fought each other, Wang Nan was not unfamiliar with Zhongli Wu's abilities. Like the three Zhongli brothers, Zhongli Wu also had the ability to control animal spirits.
When the three Zhongli brothers were defeated by me, they took out a soul guide. That soul guide was composed of three parts and could connect to another world full of death and souls. The black dragon soul was summoned from it.
Now it seems that the soul guide used by the three Zhongli brothers is actually communicating with Zhongli Wu's ability. The dragon soul does not belong to the three brothers, but is imprisoned by Zhongli Wu in front of them.
Sure enough, the next moment, Zhongli Wu pointed the giant staff in his hand, a low roar sounded between the two of them, and a skull that Wang Nan was very familiar with appeared from the void.
It was the head of a giant dragon, its entire body as black as ink, with bright green flames flickering in its eyes, giving the surroundings a layer of fluorescence. Gusts of cold wind followed, howling continuously around.
It’s not over yet. Behind the head, a huge body slowly appears, and a dragon claw slowly extends forward.
In the next moment, bright golden light appeared beside Wang Nan.
The two golden soul rings were no longer new to Zhongli Wu. They just stayed on the ninth soul ring that looked like a star ring for a moment.
A dragon roar sounded, and a giant dragon surrounded Wang Nan. Pieces of golden scales wrapped Wang Nan and turned into golden armor. He stretched out his right arm and pointed the dragon stick in his hand forward. The golden dragon coiled on the stick swam slowly as if it came alive.
The Panlong Stick was extended, and the tip of the stick instantly landed on the top of the pitch-black bone dragon's head. The bone dragon that was gradually emerging from the void was forcibly pressed in place, unable to move.
Zhongli Wu also had a trace of astonishment on his face. He had never encountered such a situation before when he fought with others. Although it was just a bone dragon, without muscles and scales, its strength was not inferior to that of a real dragon. How could a soul master fight it head-on without losing?
But this was not the time to think about this. A loud shout came from its mouth, and the green light on the bone dragon gradually turned blue, and a strong wind suddenly blew around. If it were daytime, you could even see that the power of the ancient dragon had dyed the surrounding sky blue.
Strong winds blew around and hit Wang Nan violently.
Just because he had mastered Zhongli Wu's ability in advance, he released his fourth soul skill from the very beginning. The hurricane raged, but it only left faint marks on his golden dragon armor.
Zhongli Wu raised the staff in his hands with both hands, and his soul power poured into the bone dragon. The surrounding elemental power continued to gather into the mouth of the bone dragon, and a green ball of light appeared in the mouth of the bone dragon.
Not only that, the black soul ring around Zhongli Wu lit up, and the dark light fell on the bone dragon, making the light ball in its mouth a little deeper.
The extreme of wind.
The bone dragon controlled by Zhongli Wu had been influenced by the Silver Dragon King and controlled the power of wind and fire. Although only its head was exposed at this time, it was still able to release this powerful blow.
With the help of his soul skills, he can release a force that is enough to flatten mountains. If it falls on a soul master, even if he has defensive soul skills, it will not be easy for him to take it.
A strong green light emanated from the bone dragon's mouth. Zhongli Wu stared straight ahead, wanting to see what result this attack would cause.
However, in this green light, he didn't seem to see Wang Nan's figure.
When Zhongli Wu fought against other soul masters, he mostly relied on the power of the beast spirits he captured and rarely displayed his true strength in front of others.
However, he might not have thought that the powers he concealed, the powers he was proud of, whether it was the Extreme Wind, the Extreme Fire, or the power of his own martial soul, the Death Demon Puppet, had already been known to Wang Nan.
The Extreme Wind will destroy the surrounding space and force the soul master to take the attack head-on, but it will be fine as long as you leave before that.
Wang Nan's first stick interrupted the appearance of the bone dragon, resulting in only a head and a claw appearing here. Therefore, the attack from its mouth could not be aimed flexibly. The first soul ring lit up, and when Wang Nan's figure appeared again, he was already behind Zhongli Wu.
Facing a level 98 Super Douluo who was only a step away from his limit, Wang Nan had no intention of holding back.
The moment the figure reappeared, a thunder suddenly sounded in the night sky. Around Wang Nan, the first, second, fourth and sixth soul rings flashed alternately, and a huge shadow appeared from behind him.
With both hands holding the stick horizontally and exerting strength on his arms, he swept the Panlong Stick from left to right. Behind him, the huge golden figure, like Wang Nan, swept the huge golden stick in his hand horizontally.
Above the Sun-Moon Empire's military camp, several soul masters had already flown into the air to support their leader, who was engaged in a battle with the Titled Douluo of the Sky Soul Empire. Suddenly, a golden light lit up from behind them, illuminating them.
(End of this chapter)
