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Ye Ling's eighth soul skill was condensed from Pangu's essence and blood.
In terms of quality, it is far from comparable to the so-called god-level martial spirits in the Douluo plane.
In addition to allowing Ye Ling to awaken his own domain of chaos, he also obtained two soul skills: Creation of the Sky and Spear of Chaos.
There is nothing much to say about these two soul skills.
Creation of the sky is a range attack soul skill, while Spear of Chaos is a single-target attack soul skill.
The power of both soul skills is greater than the ninth soul skill of ordinary Titled Douluo.
Especially when combined with Ye Ling's martial soul avatar, it can exert exponentially more power.
"How...is this...possible?"
Guangling Douluo looked at the huge penetrating wound on his chest, with an incredible look in his eyes.
He is a 96th-level Titled Douluo and the fifth worshiper of the Spirit Hall.
His ninth soul skill, enhanced by his seventh soul skill, was actually no match for a Soul Douluo's eighth soul skill?
But that's all.
With his chest pierced, the Titled Douluo was no different from an ordinary person like Xun Cheng.
The rapid passage of life no longer allowed him to think about anything more.
The light of life in Guangling Douluo's eyes quickly dissipated, and his bloodless lips opened, but in the end, he didn't say anything.
His legs went weak and he fell to his knees.
The fifth worshiper of the Spirit Hall, titled Guang Ling, a super Douluo with a soul power as high as the peak level 96, has fallen!
"Fourth brother, am I seeing right?"
The battle between Du Bu Si and the four Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall is still going on.
Among them, the Demon Subduing Douluo couldn't help but say to the Lion Douluo.
"Fifth brother, he was actually killed by that brat?"
"withdraw!"
Lion Douluo had no time to care about anything else. The moment he saw Light Feather Douluo being pierced, he was terrified.
They were originally outnumbered four to one and were already suppressed by Du Bu Si.
If Ye Ling also joined their battle, the consequences would be almost unimaginable.
"Hey, you four have to leave something behind today."
Ye Ling looked at the battlefield in the sky and sneered.
"Eighth Soul Skill, Death Scythe!"
Almost at this time, a huge black sickle of nearly a thousand meters in length, covering an area of several thousand meters, chopped down directly at the unconscious teachers and students of the Soul Master Academy and the black-robed soul masters of the Spirit Hall on the ground.
Ye Ling's expression changed slightly, and for the first time, a hint of anger appeared on his face.
"First Soul Skill, Heaven and Earth Blessing!"
After hesitating for just a moment, Ye Ling decisively switched to his second martial soul, the Qiankun Ding.
The red soul ring on the Qiankun Ding suddenly lit up, and a shadow of the Ding that seemed to be able to cover the heaven and earth fell upside down on the ground.
He protected the soul masters who were stunned by the aftermath of the collision between Ye Ling's eighth soul skill and Guang Ling Douluo's ninth soul skill.
"Ninth Soul Skill!"
"Ninth Soul Skill!"
"Ninth Soul Skill!"
"Ninth Soul Skill!"
Someone was seen trying to restrain Ye Ling from the sky, and the four Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall used their strongest ninth soul skills almost at the same time.
The four Titled Douluo used their ninth soul skills together, and even Du Bu Si was in a state of panic for a while.
"Ninth Soul Skill, Azure Sea Poison Demon Burial!"
Seeing this, Du Bu Si could only use his ninth soul skill.
The ninth soul skills of the five Titled Douluo collided violently in the air.
This kind of noise was several times louder than the noise made when Ye Ling and Guang Ling Douluo's soul skills collided just now.
It's just because the five people were fighting in the sky, so the impact on the ground was not that great.
boom!
Above the sky, five ninth soul skills collided with each other.
clang!
There was a giant sickle on the ground, slashing down fiercely towards the Qiankun Ding.
In an instant, everything in heaven and on earth was in chaos.
The chaos of the scene was beyond everyone's imagination.
Du Bu Si groaned and took a few steps back.
The four Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall vomited blood, but they were able to escape by taking advantage of the recoil force of the collision of their five soul skills.
Ye Ling's Qiankun Ding naturally blocked the black sickle.
But it was also because of this reason that he was unable to help Du Bu Si retain the four Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall.
"Are you okay?"
Bingdi also fell from the sky at this time, looking at Ye Ling with an ugly expression, he couldn't help but ask.
"I'm fine."
Ye Ling shook his head at first, then suddenly frowned.
"Where's the Ghost Leopard Douluo you fought?"
"He was rescued."
Xue Di's expression suddenly turned ugly.
"There's a female spirit master who's probably in the same group as the one who used the black sickle on you just now."
"She took advantage of the chaos just now to force me back and rescued that Ghost Leopard Douluo."
Ye Ling's expression became increasingly ugly.
To be honest, it's not Bingdi's fault.
The scene just now was simply too chaotic, and a third-party force intervened.
"Go and help Aotian quickly deal with those three Soul Douluos."
After Ye Ling let out a long breath, he gave instructions to the Ice Emperor.
"If we let them get away again, we'll be at a huge disadvantage this time."
"You're the only one who knows how to order people around!"
Bingdi glared at Ye Ling, but also obeyed the order and went to help Long Aotian.
Du Bu Si also fell to the ground after taking a breath.
"I failed to capture any of their Titled Douluo. I beg Young Pavilion Master to forgive me."
Du Bu Si bowed to Ye Ling and apologized.
"I oversimplified things."
Ye Ling quickly helped Du Bu Si up.
"I never expected that the Holy Spirit Cult would be willing to help Spirit Hall."
Ye Ling also sighed.
You must know that the Holy Spirit Church and the Spirit Hall are inherently opposed and irreconcilable.
But this time, the Holy Spirit Church was actually willing to help the Spirit Hall. Even if Ye Ling was beaten to death, he could not have imagined this would happen.
"Old Du, go and retrieve the body of the Titled Douluo I killed."
As if he had thought of something, Ye Ling spoke quickly.
"yes."
Upon hearing this, Du Bu Si immediately disappeared from the spot.
With the help of the Ice Emperor, the three Soul Douluos from the Spirit Hall had almost no ability to resist.
After just a few encounters, he was killed by Long Aotian and Bingdi.
"Three poor fellows, without even a soul bone."
The Ice Emperor, who had frozen the three people into ice crystals and then blew them to pieces, couldn't help but spit.
Ye Ling didn't say anything about this.
They were just three Soul Fighters, and nothing left was left.
"Young Pavilion Master, it seems they didn't have time to recover the remains of this Titled Douluo."
After a few more breaths, Du Bu Si also came back carrying the corpse of Guangling Douluo with a pierced chest.
"After all, he is a Titled Douluo, and his body cannot be insulted lightly."
Ye Ling froze Guangling Douluo's body with a wave of his hand.
"The rest is how these guys deal with it."
After collecting Guangling Douluo's corpse, Ye Ling's gaze fell on the group of low-level soul masters from the Spirit Hall who had already passed out.