Chapter 322: Fighting the commentator, competing with me in mental strength?

Chapter 322: Fighting the commentator, competing with me in mental strength?

  While Bibi Dong was hesitating, the commentator was already killing Yuan Lang.

  "Blood Eye Illusion!"

  The commentator's beautiful eyes slowly closed, and when she opened them again, they turned blood red.

  "Boom~"

  At a glance, the surrounding space and time seemed to be frozen, and time quickly solidified.

  Yuan Lang felt that the surrounding environment was changing crazily, and he seemed to be in an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

  Under the impact of the terrifying murderous intent, Yuan Lang's heart trembled and his pupils shrank.

  "Kakkaka!"

  In the surrounding blood sea, countless vines broke through the blood waves and entangled themselves towards him.

  These vines were overgrown with thorns, and the skin and flesh were torn wherever they passed.

  Yuan Lang was soon under control.

  Of course, this is just Yuan Lang's feeling.

  In fact, Huo Wu who was outside didn't see any bloody corpse mountain at all, let alone any bloody thorns.

  "Yuan Lang, what's wrong with you?"

  Huo Wu noticed Yuan Lang's abnormality and asked doubtfully.

  However, Yuan Lang's eyes were dull and he stood there blankly. No matter how the fire dance swayed, he showed no reaction, as if he was a puppet without a soul.

  "Shh!"

  The commentator disappeared and appeared directly in front of Yuan Lang.

  Under normal circumstances, Yuan Lang has a quantum computer and will definitely be able to predict her teleportation position and attack in advance.

  Unfortunately, at this time, he was controlled by the blood pupil illusion. He was completely unaware of the sudden appearance of the commentator, and he still looked at the commentator from afar as he just did.

  "Hokage!"

  Huo Wu saw the moment the commentator disappeared and immediately realized something was wrong.

  The black Hokage martial soul suddenly emerged, covering his whole body, and the breath of the terrifying soul king gushed out crazily.

  The moment the commentator teleported, he punched her.

  Although Huo Wu is only the Soul King now, in her black flame state, her combat power is comparable to that of Contra.

  Under this attack, even the Soul Saint must be careful to deal with it.

  Unfortunately, the enemy she faced was the commentator of the titled Douluo.

  And it's not an ordinary titled Douluo, but a level 94 Douluo that is infinitely close to the peak.

  "roll!"

  The docent just waved his hand.

  "Boom~"

  The terrifying titled Douluo's murderous aura surged out, causing Huo Wu to vomit blood and fly backwards.

  "I'm sorry, the king's order cannot be violated, you can go with peace of mind!"

  The commentator sighed, raised his palm, and slapped Yuan Lang in the face.

  She has led many newcomers, but this is her first time with a peerless genius like Yuan Lang.

  In more than ten days, she witnessed Yuan Lang growing from the weakest Soul Lord in the Killing City to Soul Sect and Soul King, crushing all the fallen in the Killing City, and finally gaining the approval of God Shura and personally granting him a divine gift. Soul ring.

  Such a person, given time, will definitely be able to stand at the top of Douluo Continent.

  She felt it was a pity to kill such a peerless genius.

  Unfortunately, they were in different camps and had different paths after all, so she had no choice but to kill him with her own hands.

  Yuan Lang fell into her blood pupil illusion and will definitely not be able to hear her apology now.

  But that's okay, it won't be painful to die like this.

  "No, this guy is probably close to the peak Douluo. Yuan Lang is in danger."

  Ghost Douluo felt the fluctuation of the soul power of the commentator, which was only slightly lower than him, and immediately knew that something was wrong. Even he would not be able to deal with such a person.

  Especially in this weird killing city, soul skills are limited, and even if he is up against him, he may not be able to win, let alone Yuan Lang, the new Soul King.

  "Damn it, if I had known there was a hidden master in the Killing City, I would have killed her first." Ju Douluo secretly regretted it. With his level 98 peak Douluo strength, he could completely crush the commentator.

  It's just that all the attention was on the King of Slaughter just now, so he didn't notice that there was a Titled Douluo among the enemies, and he was infinitely close to the peak Douluo.

  Now that he and Ghost Douluo have fused their martial souls, they can't move at all, and even if they want to help, they can't.

  I could only watch helplessly as the commentator slapped Yuan Lang with his palm, feeling regretful in my heart.

  "you dare!"

  Seeing Yuan Lang being attacked, Bibi Dong decisively gave up attacking the King of Killing and rushed towards Yuan Lang.

  They fought far away in the air, and could only rush and teleport at the same time, and their speed was extremely fast.

  But the distance in the sky battlefield is still far away. No matter how fast she is, it will take at least two teleportation efforts, which is not as fast as the commentator's speed.

  "Hahaha, he's dead!"

  The King of Slaughter sneered triumphantly.

  Do these idiots really think they can protect Yuan Lang by controlling him?
  Naive.

  As everyone knows, once there is a focus in people's eyes, there will also be blind spots.

  Focusing all the attention on him was Bibi Dong's biggest failure.

  "Do not--"

  Huo Wu, who was blown away, struggled to get up and ran towards Yuan Lang with all his strength.

  However, she had been injured just now and could not catch up in time. She could only watch as the commentator's palm got closer and closer to Yuan Lang's forehead.

  Is Yuan Lang really going to die here today?
  "Crack~"

  Just when everyone thought Yuan Lang was going to be killed by the commentator's palm.

  A big hand reached out and directly grabbed the commentator's fallen palm.

  "what!?"

  When the commentator's hand was grabbed, he was startled. His beautiful eyes suddenly widened, with a look of astonishment on his face, as if he had seen a ghost.

  "I got you."

  Yuan Lang, who was originally dull-eyed, slowly raised his head and stared at the commentator, and spoke coldly, word by word.

  This commentator's strength is extraordinary, he knew it when he entered the killing city.

  He also understood that now that he had the power to fight a Titled Douluo, he was not a Titled Douluo after all. In addition, soul skills could not be used in the Killing City, so he could only use normal attacks.

  Dealing with a commentator who can use soul skills is already at a disadvantage, not to mention that she is a titled Douluo who can teleport. Once she is pulled away, it will be even more difficult, and she will definitely be kited to death.

  So when the commentator cast the Blood Eye Illusion on him, as a possessor of quantum eyes, he had already broken through the illusion, but he still pretended to be controlled just for this moment.

  "You, you are not controlled!"

  The commentator's beautiful hands were caught, and she panicked for a moment, her beautiful eyes widened, and she screamed in surprise.

  You know, her blood pupil illusion looks at mental power, not soul power, so even people with a higher level than her will suffer.

  And Yuan Lang is just a soul king.

  No matter how high the combat power is, as long as the mental strength is not as good as hers, it is impossible to break free.

  That's why she wouldn't doubt that her soul skills were ineffective.

  However, she never expected that Yuan Lang would be so strong-willed that he couldn't even trap her blood pupil illusion.

  Could it be that this guy not only has high combat power, but also has mental power comparable to that of a peak Douluo?

  Crazy!
  "Comparing your mental power with me? I have quantum eyes, which can defeat all mental attacks in the world. What can a mere blood pupil illusion do to me?"

  Yuan Lang grabbed the commentator's jade hand with one hand and made a fist with the other.

  "Boom boom boom!"

  The nuclear fusion reaction in the body explodes wildly.

  A large amount of destructive energy swarmed out and gathered on his fist.

  soon.

  His fist had already turned red, and the terrifying solar wind was playing wildly around his fist, giving off bursts of dangerous aura.

  (End of this chapter)