Douluo: The soul skills are too abstract, Tang San burst into tears!

Watching those defensive soul masters open their defensive shields.

Withstanding the attacks from the Min clan.

Constantly moving forward, the scope of activities of the sensitive clan is compressed.

Chief Baihe became more and more anxious.

Those are like invulnerable monsters.

Even though the people of the Min clan attacked them from all directions.

There seemed to be nothing that could stop them from moving forward.

There are even some strange soul skills that can slow down time.

This completely exploited the Min clan's only speed advantage...

Seems so weak and powerless.

Seeing the tribesmen at a disadvantage.

One by one, the tribesmen warriors continued to fall.

He knew it.

If this continues, the defense line of the Min clan will be breached sooner or later.

The leader of the Baihe clan has a burning gaze.

The key to this battle lies in the duel between the core strength of the Kongming Clan and the master of the branch hall of Wuhun Palace.

Chief Baihe took a deep breath, trying to ease the fluctuations in his heart.

The soul power in his body surged, preparing for the upcoming decisive battle.

At this moment,

Elder Mo stood beside the leader of the White Crane clan.

With red eyes, he watched the tribesmen fall one by one in the battle.

His hands were shaking uncontrollably and clenched into fists.

His nails dug deeply into his palms, but he seemed to feel no pain.

His eyes were fixed on the injured and fallen clansmen.

"Kids, hold on! You must hold on!"

Elder Mo shouted silently in his heart.

Every word seems to be filled with endless sorrow.

When another young tribesman fell in a pool of blood.

Elder Mo couldn't bear it any longer.

A moment.

The soul ring exploded.

He unleashed his fighting spirit and rushed towards the master of the branch hall of Wuhun Hall.

The anger that had accumulated in Elder Mo's heart finally burst out.

"Don't!"

Chief Baihe exclaimed and was about to stop him.

But it was too late.

Where Elder Mo originally stood, there was only an afterimage left.

Bang--

There was a loud bang in the sky.

The sound seemed to break through the sky and tear the entire continent apart.

The sound of the long-lasting battle on the ground was suppressed by this loud noise.

The aftermath of a burst of vindictiveness

Round and round like a storm.

It shoots out from the air to all directions.

The clouds were scattered in all directions.

The trees in the forest were also cut off by the fighting spirit.

The spirit beasts in the forest were shocked to the point of bleeding from their orifices.

Died suddenly on the spot.

The two soul masters on the ground.

They were all suffocated by this fighting spirit and stopped fighting.

Time seemed to have completely stopped at this moment.

As the fighting spirit gradually dissipated.

I saw only the surroundings of the master of the branch hall.

It's no different than before.

He still had his arms folded.

Eyes still slightly closed.

It's like everything happened just now.

It has nothing to do with him.

only.

Not far away.

The old man in black robe who was beside the master of the branch hall.

But appeared in another sky.

That was right in the middle of the confrontation route.

One hand seems to be carrying something...

When the leader of the Baihe clan took a closer look.

He was stunned.

There was worry in his eyes.

It instantly turned into fear, fear——

I saw the old man in black robe holding a person's neck with one hand.

The limbs were swaying randomly in the wind like noodles.

This person is none other than——

It was Elder Mo who just rushed out!

Chief Baihe felt it clearly.

Elder Mo's aura.

Just in a moment.

Disintegrated into nothing!

There wasn't even a trace of the battle or Elder Mo's struggle.

I saw the old man in black robe slowly opening his fingers.

Elder Mo fell from the air to the ground like mud.

His eyes were still open, but there was no life left in them.

Like two glass beads that have lost their light, they look straight at the sky, as if they are expressing their inner unwillingness!

Chief Baihe's eyes widened, filled with disbelief and shock.

He stared at Elder Mo's body helplessly.

He slowly fell down like a kite with its string broken. That scene was like a sharp sword, piercing into his heart.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to call Elder Mo's name.

But I found that my throat seemed to be blocked by something, and I could no longer make any sound...

His breathing also began to become chaotic, and every breath was filled with deep fear.

He tried to calm down, telling himself that he had to face it and continue to fight for his people.

But.

He doesn't dare to fight anymore!

Because he can no longer see any hope!

Elder Mo is such a powerful being in the clan, and has always been the solid support and symbol of strength for the clan members.

As a Contra, Elder Mo has very rich combat experience and can stand firm through countless storms.

Even though the strength weakens with age.

But he is still the backbone of the clan...

But now.

It was unbelievable to him that he was defeated by the enemy in an instant.

And the master of the branch hall hasn't even taken action yet.

How powerful is the enemy?

Do you and your tribe really have a chance of winning?

Is there any point in continuing to fight...

Chief Baihe kept asking questions in his heart, and he seemed to be swallowed up by huge fear.

Even the entire Min clan would be swallowed up.

"Is the Min clan really going to be destroyed like this?"

This terrible thought flashed through his mind.

It made his body tremble involuntarily.

Chief Baihe looked at the tribesmen who were still fighting tenaciously underground, and felt a deep sense of guilt and self-blame in his heart.

He felt like the leader of the clan.

But they were unable to protect everyone and resist this sudden disaster.

He felt it for the first time in his life.

Unprecedented despair...

Really desperate!

The enemy's overwhelming power.

It’s as if the entire clan looks like an opponent.

Defeating us is as easy as knocking over a plate of sand!

at the same time.

Tribesmen who are fighting.

They saw Elder Mo, whom they usually respected, fall from the sky.

Lost the breath of life.

All the people of the Min clan were heartbroken with grief.

Everyone cannot accept it either.

For every warrior.

Elder Mo is not only a powerful being, but also a spiritual pillar and role model in their hearts.

at this point.

The eyes of the people of the Min clan also burned with the flames of anger.

They all burst out with amazing power.

They no longer fear death and no longer hesitate to shrink back.

They unite as one and fight to the last bullet for their clan!

"For Elder Mo! For the Min clan!"

A little warrior roared at the top of his lungs. The sound drowned out all the noise on the battlefield, like a horn of charge, inspiring everyone in the Min clan.

The tribesmen heard it.

One after another, they adjusted their breathing and turned their sadness and anger into powerful fighting power.

The Min clan had been retreating steadily.

A counter-pressure situation begins! (End of chapter)