Within the range of the Sea of ​​the Dead, the power of all of Wang Xiaolei's soul skills will be greatly enhanced, and he also possesses the terrifying ability to nourish the resentful spirits and give them revival.

All the evil soul masters who can fight on behalf of the Holy Spirit Church are gifted and powerful, and Wang Xiaolei is no exception.

At this time, Yuan Gungun had approached to within twenty meters of Wang Xiaolei. He waved his right hand, and a golden light gathered in his hand, instantly forming a huge golden claw, which grabbed towards Wang Xiaolei.

However, when the golden claw of light entered the Sea of ​​the Dead, strange changes suddenly occurred.

The purple-black light surged, and the claws of light were instantly covered with a layer of purple-black.

Although the evil-destroying power tried its best to fight against the purple and black colors, when it came in front of the Death Guardian, it disappeared as if it melted.

Only a piece of light mist that had turned purple-black was left, hitting the Death Guardian.

Wang Xiaolei made an up-and-down rhythmic gesture with his hands at the same time. At this time, he couldn't care less about the consumption of his soul power.

Layers of evil ice suddenly surged up from the Sea of ​​Undead and rushed towards Yuan Gungun like a raging wave.

Yuan Gungun snorted coldly, and the third soul ring on his body shone. It was the wrath of thunder.

Huge golden snake electricity burst out around his body. At the same time, he tapped the ground with the tip of his left foot, and his body rushed into the range of the Sea of ​​Undead like an arrow.

Although the sea of ​​​​the dead is only ten meters in diameter, Wang Xiaolei has already retreated to the other edge.

But after entering, Yuan Gungun suddenly felt a chill all over his body. The shrill roar of the vengeful spirit made his soul unstable.

As if it was about to break out of the body.

The evil frost attacked his body crazily, trying to freeze his body and soul completely.

Yuan Gungun's speed indeed slowed down suddenly.

The lightning on his body was fighting against the evil frost at a rapid speed, but he was also in a state of difficulty.

A creepy laugh broke out from the depths of Wang Xiaolei's throat, like the cry of a crow in the silent night, so sharp and piercing that it made one's scalp tingle.

"Haha! Idiot, your biggest mistake was entering my Sea of ​​the Dead. Enjoy the taste of death!"

Wang Xiaolei's voice was full of mockery and cruelty, as if he had already seen the tragic scene of Yuan Gungun being tortured to death by him.

He suddenly raised his hands high, and a powerful force gushed out from his body like a volcanic eruption.

Accompanied by waves of sickening stench, countless purple-black springs gushed out from his body, spreading wildly in all directions and quickly covering the entire Sea of ​​the Dead.

These springs are not ordinary liquids, but are condensed from the pure breath of death, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression, as if they are going to drag all things in the world into an endless abyss.

The horrifying breath of death was like a flood that broke through a dam, rushing towards Yuan hysterically with the power to destroy everything, trying to devour him completely.

Wang Xiaolei once used this move to kill two powerful Soul Saints at the same time. Their souls were imprisoned in the Whip of Death and became part of his power.

At this moment, Wang Xiaolei seemed to have foreseen the end of Yuan Gungun. He seemed to see Yuan Gungun being torn apart by his powerful strength, and his soul full of light and evil-destroying power being swallowed and conquered by his own whip of death, becoming a part of his power.

By then, his Whip of Death will become even more powerful. Perhaps, in the future, even when facing attacks of light attribute, he will not be afraid.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaolei became even more excited and expectant. He stared at Yuan Gungun greedily, as if he was admiring a piece of art that was about to be destroyed by him.

He firmly believed that Yuan Gungun would have no power to resist his death.

Then, he saw Yuan Gungun smile. It was a cold, arrogant and disdainful smile, as if mocking his self-righteousness.

Today's dark clouds are gathering, which is a great opportunity for the evil soul masters, especially for Wang Xiaolei.

If it is a sunny day, his strength will be greatly reduced.

He couldn't even play for the team and could only serve as a substitute.

But at this moment, he was convinced that he was powerful. He seemed to have seen Yuan Gungun turning into a part of his death whip.

As a powerful evil soul master, Wang Xiaolei has strong judgment ability.

He could clearly judge that the power of the Light Titan that Yuan Gungun had previously displayed could not be used continuously.

He has used it once in each of the two battles. If he wants to use it again, he needs to at least rest for a while.

Without the terrifying power of the Light Titan's power, his sixth soul skill was the death withering that was rising from his fourth soul skill, the Sea of ​​Death.

What can he use to block it?

At this moment, Yuan Gungun's eyes seemed to turn into a bottomless abyss. Fear was like an invisible hand, tightly strangling Wang Xiaolei's throat, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

The fire of his own soul, which had been burning peacefully, now flickered violently like a candle in a strong wind, as if it would go out at any moment.

However, just when Wang Xiaolei thought that Yuan Gungun would sink in this fear, he saw a creepy sneer slowly blooming at the corner of Yuan Gungun's mouth.

It was a cold and arrogant smile, a disdainful smile, as if everything was under his control.

Wang Xiaolei's heart was full of doubts. Why could Yuan Gungun, this guy who was always gentle to others on weekdays, show such a confident smile when facing such strong pressure?
As if seeing through the doubts in Wang Xiaolei's heart, Yuan Gungun's eyes became extremely sharp, like two sharp swords, piercing Wang Xiaolei's heart.

"Fear? What is that?" Yuan GunGun's voice was deep and powerful, like rolling thunder, exploding in Wang Xiaolei's ears, "I, Yuan GunGun, am never afraid of any challenge!"

Yes, Wang Xiaolei remembered that Yuan Gungun, this seemingly gentle guy, actually had an extremely strong heart hidden in his bones! He was always proud and invincible towards his enemies!

The persistence in his heart and the aura that will make him the best are the real source of his strength and the essence of his dominance over the world!
If fear appeared in his heart, how could he control this destructive force? How could he become the master of this continent?

Yuan Gungun's body sank slightly, like a cheetah ready to attack, ready to give the enemy a fatal blow.

His legs were slightly bent, as if he was curled up, accumulating powerful strength. At the same time, a circle of black light rose from under his feet, quickly spreading out, covering the entire competition stage.

Immediately afterwards, a strong golden light burst out from his body, like the rising sun, illuminating the entire world.

"Ang--" A loud and long roar burst out from Yuan Gungun's mouth, resounding through the sky.

At this moment, the huge Titan of Light, with its destructive power, suddenly crashed into Yuan Gungun's body. Yuan Gungun's entire body was covered with a thick layer of golden armor, wrapping him tightly.

The next moment, his entire body turned into a streak of golden lightning and shot out at a speed so fast that it was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.

Although Yuan Gungun still maintained his human form in the light and shadow of the Light Titan, at this time, he gave people the feeling of a real Light Titan, full of violent and powerful power.

As the Titan of Light rushed forward, it began to rotate at high speed. The golden light burned like a flame, illuminating the entire arena into a golden ocean.

Then, it turned into a huge golden cannonball, appeared out of thin air, and shot towards Wang Xiaolei with the momentum of destroying everything. It was like a spinning top, with unparalleled impact force, to completely destroy everything in front of it.

"Face the storm!" Yuan Gungun's voice, like an oracle from the sky, echoed in Wang Xiaolei's ears.

On the ground of the competition stage, a bright storm with a diameter of 30 meters appeared. This storm completely encircled the originally aggressive sea of ​​dead spirits, strangling them madly. At the center of the storm was the huge figure that was proudly suspended, emitting a suffocating pressure.

In this storm, a powerful aura surged out wildly, as if it was going to tear the whole world apart. The terrifying suction force rushed towards Wang Xiaolei frantically, wanting to swallow him up completely.

Compared with Wang Xiaolei, whose soul skills were evil and terrifying, the soul skills displayed by Yuan Gungun at this time looked so dazzling and full of a sacred and inviolable aura.

But at this moment, Wang Xiaolei was shocked to find that he could do nothing.

An indescribable fear, like a tide, instantly overwhelmed him. The death and the sea of ​​dead souls were no longer under his control. He felt that his soul was being pulled and torn apart by an invisible force, as if it was taking him into an endless abyss.

Compared with Wang Xiaolei, whose soul skills were evil and terrifying, the soul skills displayed by Yuan Gungun at this time looked so dazzling and brilliant.

At this moment, Wang Xiaolei was shocked to find that he could do nothing. An indescribable fear emerged in his mind.

The Death Withering and the Sea of ​​the Dead were even out of his control, and he only felt that his soul was sublimating.

Everything around turned into a golden haze.

Countless roars sounded, like the roars of ancient beasts.

"Roar——!" The roar sounded again.

The speed of the storm increased again, and it was three times faster than before.

The terrifying tearing force continued to cut Wang Xiaolei's body.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

A series of roars exploded on the stage, and in just three times, the death guard on Wang Xiaolei was shattered.

By this time, Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan had reacted and wanted to go forward to rescue.

However, the golden halo on the ground suddenly burst into strong light, and a huge golden storm with a diameter of thirty meters instantly rose into the sky.

Even Zheng Zhan was unable to rush in at that moment. When he hit the golden storm, his whole body was surrounded by golden electric light. Although he used defensive soul guides to resist, he still had difficulty moving forward.

And this golden color lasted for less than two seconds, then flourished and then slowly dissipated.

Wang Xiaolei's body disappeared. Compared with his previous auspicious disappearance, his disappearance was even more silent. No one even saw how he disappeared.

The huge golden storm was annihilated, and his people naturally disappeared without a trace, not even a trace of dirty residue was left.

The whole place fell silent again. Yuan Gungun used his powerful performance to kill two six-ringed Soul Emperor evil soul masters one after another.

At this time, no one dared to underestimate Yuan Gungun anymore.

Yuan Gungun appeared in the center of the gradually fading golden storm. His face was a little pale, but he still stood very straight, especially his back.

Neither his rapid breathing nor his somewhat unhealthy complexion affected the persistence in his eyes.

He won, yes, he won again. Two games in a row, killing two people. He made all the audience cheer and applaud for him.

Although every Soul Emperor can use the fifth and sixth soul skills, it is unprecedented for him to consume so much energy in using them.

Yuan Gungun stood there, his chest rising and falling slightly, trying to calm his agitated breathing.

His eyes slowly swept across the entire venue, and finally stopped at the Holy Spirit Sect's waiting area. He slowly raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and pointed at Tang Ya who was sitting in the front row.

Tang Ya was lazily leaning on the back of the chair, but was startled by his sudden action and stood up suddenly. A trace of anger flashed in her deep eyes, and her eyes met Yuan Gungun's in the air through the slowly falling soul guide shield.

Although her face was covered by a wide black cloak, her sharp eyes were like a blade, piercing straight into Yuan Gungun's heart.

Yuan Gungun met her gaze without any retreat. Instead, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a provocative smile.

He slowly lowered his arms, turned around, and walked towards the center of the competition venue with steady steps. His face was as calm as water, without any emotion.

Coming in front of the Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan, Yuan Gungun took out the bottle from the storage soul guide, poured in the soul power recovery potion with skillful movements, stood there quietly, and began to recover the consumed soul power.

Tang Ya turned gently and gracefully cast her gaze in the direction of the rest area. Her eyes met with Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng, and the shock in Zhang Peng's eyes faded like a tide, replaced by a barely perceptible fear.

Just now, Yuan Gungun burst out with amazing power, releasing a golden storm like the coming of doomsday. At that moment, Zhang Peng truly felt the threat of death.

Fear was like a maggot on his tarsal bones, deeply imprinted in his mind and could not be shaken off. Fortunately, the boy was still very young and his strength had not yet reached its peak.

Thinking of this, Zhang Peng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he nodded vigorously, indicating that Tang Ya could start. Tang Ya nodded slightly, indicating that she understood. (End of this chapter)