The Martial Soul Fusion Technique of the Peerless Dragon and Snake

"Huff, huff, huff~"

Dragon covered his chest and gasped. It seemed that fighting Wukong took a lot of energy.

"Young man, what's your name?"

"Which sect are you from?"

Dragon had never seen a sect with a person like Wukong. Logically, this shouldn't happen.

With his strength, he could definitely make a name for himself on this continent, but why haven't we ever heard of such a person?

"You look about the same age as those little guys. How can you use such a powerful force?"

Dragon was shocked all the time when facing Wukong. He looked down and saw cracks on his farm stick.

Dragon took a breath. His dragon stick was also a mid-level weapon spirit. It was beaten like this by a stick.

Unless this stick is not an ordinary spirit, since the stick came out, Long Gong felt that the dragon stick in his hand became heavier and heavier, as if he was afraid of something.

"Sun Wukong~" Wukong said his name leisurely.

"As for the sect..."

"Wuxianliu." Wukong responded lightly, and then picked up the stick and went towards Long Gonglun again, since the last battle with Zamasu.

Wukong rarely used his martial spirit, let alone the stick technique that he spent a long time learning.

He basically ignored the ability of the golden hoop stick because Wukong felt that the blood of the Super Saiyan was much more fragrant than the golden hoop stick.

"I haven't heard of the sect, could it be a hidden family..."

Long Gong looked at Wukong who was attacking him quickly, raised his hand and spun the dragon stick, and the leaves and flowers scattered around were flying in the wind.

Eight dazzling soul rings slowly appeared beside Long Gong, and suddenly the sixth soul ring suddenly lit up.

"Sixth soul skill! Tornado rain!"

Long Gong waved the dragon stick in his hand vigorously, and suddenly, his left hand grasped the lower handle of the dragon stick and pounded it hard on the ground.

The eyes on the dragon head stick emitted purple light, which looked extremely bright, creating the effect of temporarily blocking the vision with light.

But this was not a big deal for Wukong. He could see clearly by adding the breath to his eyes.

Then, ripples of water elements began to appear around Long Gong, and an evil dragon like a dragon appeared around Long Gong, surrounding him.

"Go!"

Long Gong shouted angrily.

He raised his cane and pointed the dragon head directly at Wukong. The evil dragon beside him also rushed towards Wukong with the trend of the dragon head cane.

It suddenly exploded a few meters in front of Wukong, forming a water array. Water tornadoes formed by the condensation of water elements kept appearing around Wukong.

Zhao Wuji saw this scene and hurriedly took Dai Mubai and others who could not move and retreated.

This was the sixth soul skill from Soul Douluo. If they were hit by this water tornado, they didn't know how much they would be injured.

Then he looked at Gu Yuena and Zhu Zhuqing. Zhao Wuji originally wanted to save them, but who knew that Gu Yuena had already come to a safe area, and she was holding Zhu Zhuqing in one hand and Ning Rongrong in the other hand.

As for Xiao Wu, she was protected by Tang San, a cheap tool.

"Water element soul skill!" Wukong looked at the water tornadoes around him, and his smile became increasingly rampant.

Because the thing in his hand had great control and damage to the water element.

"Dragon Lord, if your soul skill is used in a group, it must be a very powerful tactical skill."

"It's a pity that you met a martial soul that can kill your soul skill!" Wukong said, and then thrust the golden hoop into the ground with force.

Suddenly, the golden hoop emitted golden ripples, and the golden ripples touched the water tornado released by Long Gong.

It was like a flame touching cold water, and it was extinguished as soon as it touched a little.

Long Gong's water tornado was beaten to pieces, and this sixth soul skill also disintegrated instantly.

"What! This martial soul actually has a suppressive effect on water attribute soul skills!"

A drop of cold sweat fell from Long Gong's brow, and his teeth were clenched. You should know that among the soul skills he used, two very important soul skills were water-based!

"The Dinghai Divine Needle can suppress even the East China Sea, so what can your little waterspout do?" Wukong sneered.

Although the Golden Cudgel is now in the state of martial spirit, the water source that can be suppressed is definitely not as much as before, but it is just this little.

For the Golden Cudgel, it is like a tooth gap.

"The Dinghai Divine Needle!" Tang San trembled all over when he heard the name, and looked at Sun Wukong in disbelief.

"The name of the stick is Dinghai Divine Needle, and he also said it is called Ruyi Jingu Bang..." Tang San's eyes were blank, his face was full of disbelief, and he kept muttering something in a low voice.

"The name is Sun Wukong... The martial spirit is the Golden Cudgel..."

"Is he really!" At this moment, Tang San's hand holding Xiao Wu was shaking constantly.

If it was really like what Tang San imagined, then Tang San himself knew that he had provoked an opponent that he absolutely should not have provoked!

"Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven!"

Tang San silently recited the name in his heart, and at the same time, he recalled the stories he had heard from the people of the Tang Sect in his previous life.

Born from a spirit stone, he broke through the heaven alone, suppressed it for 500 years, and was given the title of Fighting Buddha.

If the other party was really the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Sun Wukong, Tang San knew that even if he created the Buddha's Wrath Tanglian, he might not be the opponent's opponent!

Although Tang San was extremely confident in hidden weapons, at this moment he still had great respect for the concepts of gods and immortals. How could mortal things hurt gods or immortals?

"He knows that I am a time traveler. Is this the legendary piercing eyes?"

Tang San whispered in a low voice, he had never told anyone that he was a time traveler.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Wu had never seen Tang San look so lost.

Tang San closed his eyes and shook his head, continuing to protect Xiao Wu behind him. I didn't say anything.

Wukong stepped on the Wu Kong Technique, and used the stick in his hand to strike at Duke Long like a head!

Seeing this, Duke Long quickly sacrificed the dragon staff to resist. How could the power of the golden cudgel be resisted by the current dragon staff?

Duke Long's legs were smashed deeply into the ground. Wukong had not used any of Duke Long's soul skills from now on until the battle started.

It was entirely due to physical fitness and the stick skills that he usually practiced that he was able to consume Duke Long like this.

Breathing heavily, Duke Long raised the dragon staff and threw out a ripple. Seeing this, Wukong turned over and hid, but Duke Long seized this opportunity and quickly retreated.

Why not take advantage of this opportunity to attack?

Because Mr. Long knew that if he attacked again, he might continue to fight with this young man. Now that he is old, he is really not as good as this boy in close combat!

Just when Duke Long was about to retreat, Wukong glared hard and threw a Qigong bomb, hitting Duke Long in the back.

Long Gong has also experienced many battles, and he reacted immediately and stabilized his steps in time without retreating.

He looked at Wukong with warlike eyes, wondering why he wanted to provoke such a group of people, they were really a group of monsters!

Wukong made a big turn in the air, and then landed gorgeously on the ground. He sighed to Duke Long: "Old guy, I haven't found an opponent who can stand on the same level as me for a long time."

"The action you just made was not a so-called tactical retreat. You could obviously take advantage of that slight opening to attack."

"But you want to run away. Are you at your age and level still afraid of me, a soul master of more than 30 levels?" Wukong grinned and sneered, put the golden hoop on his shoulders, and gently hammered his sore body. shoulder.

"Old man!"

Snake Po also saw Wukong's condition, as well as the current condition of the dragon staff in Duke Long's hand.

At this time, Snake Woman no longer dared to look down on Wukong. The young man in front of her was definitely not that simple. He might even be a figure from the same era as the two of them.

It's just that he looks a little younger.

"That kid's martial spirit is too strange. Even Yiran's martial spirit and mine were somewhat suppressed here."

"There is also the unique restraint of the martial spirit on the water attribute. It seems that this guy's offensive is not going to let us go!" Snake Woman frowned tightly and stretched out the snake staff in her hand to block Meng Yiran behind her.

"Use martial soul fusion skills!"