chsdbacks Chapter 801 How Much Does It Cost?
Chapter 801 How Much Does It Cost?
His thick, dark eyebrows were raised high, like two sharp scimitars, showing his boldness and exhilaration at this moment.
Ice Bear Douluo's large, bell-like eyes widened in disdain for Ghost Shadow Douluo and the others.
Time Douluo wore a smile, a smile as warm and serene as the spring sun.
He gently raised his right hand, his eyes filled with wisdom and all-knowing insight.
"Ghost Shadow Douluo and the others are simply overestimating themselves by trying to deal with Tang Lan."
He tilted his head slightly, his laughter gentle yet full of power, as if it could pierce the clouds.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his posture as upright as a pine tree, his long robe fluttering in the wind.
Every movement was so elegant and composed, like a celestial being transcending the mortal world.
That composure and confidence inspire awe.
The Fallen Sword Soul Douluo crossed his arms in front of his chest, revealing his strong and muscular arms.
A chilling, mocking smile curled at the corners of his lips.
Like the cold wind in the twelfth lunar month, it sends chills down one's spine.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, two sharp beams of light shooting from them, as if they could instantly pierce through Ghost Shadow Douluo and the others, and said coldly:
"They dared to look down on Tang Lan; they were utterly ignorant of their own limitations. Their current sorry state is entirely their own doing!"
He straightened his back and slightly raised his chin.
He exuded an aura of unassailable authority.
Like a high and mighty judge, he ruthlessly pronounced judgment on the defeat of Ghost Shadow Douluo and the others.
Holding the Overlord Spear, Tang Lan stood tall and straight like a pine tree, firmly rooted to the spot, like a majestic and unshakeable mountain.
His eyes were like lightning, his sharp gaze seemingly able to penetrate everything, as he coldly stared at the disheveled Ghost Shadow Douluo opposite him.
At this moment, the wind howled, sand and stones flew, and the world was in chaos.
Tang Lan's lips curled into a disdainful smile as she sneered:
"With your pathetic skills, you dare to be so insolent in front of me?"
"That was just a small test, to show you how powerful I am."
"What follows won't be so easy. I'll show you what true despair is!"
Upon hearing this, Ghost Shadow Douluo turned ashen with rage, his already gloomy face contorted into an unrecognizable grimace.
The veins on his forehead bulged out, like winding earthworms.
He roared, "You brat, don't be so arrogant!"
"It was just my carelessness that gave you a chance to take advantage of me."
"This time I will not hold back. I will make sure you are pulverized and die without a burial place!"
After saying that, Ghost Shadow Douluo frantically gathered his soul power again, and black mist swirled around him like thick smoke. The eerie aura grew stronger and stronger, as if it would devour everything around it.
In this gloomy atmosphere, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning flashed and thunder roared, as if the end of the world had arrived.
His hands moved rapidly, his soul power surging wildly, transforming into a gigantic ghostly claw.
The ghostly claw gleamed with a cold light, exuding a sinister aura and carrying boundless killing intent.
It pounced on Tang Lan with overwhelming force, and the air whistled sharply wherever it passed.
Facing the fierce attack from Ghost Shadow Douluo, Tang Lan was not afraid at all; instead, her eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit.
He stomped his feet hard on the ground, and the solid ground instantly cracked, sending stones flying everywhere.
His figure shot forward like an arrow released from a bow, so fast that he was almost invisible.
The Overlord Spear in his hand emitted deafening dragon roars as he swung it.
It seemed to be proclaiming its majesty to the enemy.
Tang Lan exuded a powerful, suffocating aura.
The surrounding air was stirred up by his power, forming visible ripples.
His eyes were as firm as iron, his teeth clenched, veins bulging on his forehead, and he roared:
"Well done!"
The sound was like a resounding bell, echoing throughout the world.
He raised the Overlord Spear high, his movements fluid and graceful, full of power and beauty.
The tip of the gun gleamed with a dazzling light, as brilliant as the sun, making it impossible to look directly at it.
As Tang Lan moved, a powerful surge of soul energy erupted from his body, flowing continuously into the Overlord Spear like a raging river.
The gun instantly shone brightly, its dazzling light illuminating the surrounding dim environment.
With unstoppable momentum, they met Ghost Shadow Douluo's sinister and terrifying claws head-on.
It was as if it wanted to completely crush all the evil in the world.
When Tang Lan's Overlord Spear collided with Ghost Shadow Douluo's ghost claw, a tremendous energy fluctuation instantly erupted.
Light and darkness intertwined, and the surrounding space seemed unable to withstand this power, causing tiny cracks to appear.
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Tang Lan's Overlord Spear was now radiating a dazzling purple-gold light, and dragon patterns were faintly emerging on the spear shaft, as if a giant dragon was coiled around it.
As Tang Lan infused his power, the tip of the spear spewed forth a raging purple flame, the intense heat seemingly capable of incinerating everything.
Tang Lan's power was like an overwhelming force, and the Overlord Spear continued to advance, forcing Ghost Shadow Douluo's ghost claws to retreat step by step.
His moves were sharp and swift, each attack carrying a determination to kill.
Ghost Shadow Douluo felt an irresistible force emanating from the opponent's gun.
He tried his best to resist, but found himself increasingly powerless.
His heart was filled with shock and fear; he had never expected Tang Lan to be so powerful.
As the battle continued, Tang Lan's attacks became increasingly fierce.
His figure was like a ghost, making Ghost Shadow Douluo unable to grasp him.
Each thrust of the spear, the flaming spearhead streaking across the night sky like a meteor, carried the force of destruction.
With each sweep, the purple flames transformed into arc-shaped waves of fire, surging overwhelmingly towards Ghost Shadow Douluo.
"How is this possible? How could a second-ring Grand Soul Master be so powerful?"
Ghost Shadow Douluo gasped inwardly, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.
However, Tang Lan gave him no chance to catch his breath. The Overlord Spear danced in his hands with fierce power, each shot deadly.
Ghost Shadow Douluo could only barely defend himself against Tang Lan's attacks, looking utterly pathetic.
Just as Ghost Shadow Douluo was being forced into a retreat by Tang Lan, almost powerless to fight back,
A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, his gaze filled with determination and madness.
Ghost Shadow Douluo let out a loud shout, a voice that seemed to come from the deepest hell, filled with gloom and terror.
The already dense black mist around him instantly intensified several times, becoming as thick as ink, enveloping his entire body and making it difficult to see his figure.
He quickly formed hand seals, and his first spirit ring lit up, its light flashing.
"Ghostly figures everywhere!"
Countless black ghostly figures separated from his body. These figures were twisted and grotesque, baring their fangs and claws as they lunged at Tang Lan. (End of Chapter)