As the aftermath of the outside world gradually dissipated, Ju Douluo slowly opened the six-petal petals of the strange velvet giant chrysanthemum.

Lin Feng's vision gradually became clearer, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his pupils immediately shrank.

Is this... something humans can do?

The Sunset Forest, which was originally full of life, with countless flowers, trees, and birds, now spreads fifty meters outward with Tang Xiao as the center, and not a trace of life is left.

A pit as deep as a giant bowl stood abruptly in the sunset forest.

There are two earth-yellow rock pillars that can still be settled, one is where Ju Douluo and Lin Feng stand, and the other is where Yinyue and Ghost Douluo stand.

Tang Xiao exploded the ring once, instantly vaporizing everything within a fifty-meter radius, leaving nothing behind!

"Huh, Xiaotian Douluo, I admit that your Haotian Sect's secret method of ring explosion is unparalleled in power, but the side effects are something you can't bear, right?"

Ju Douluo opened his scarred velvet giant chrysanthemum and looked in the direction of Tang Xiao, with a sneer on his lips.

"Once a ring explodes, you will permanently lose level ten soul power, and you will never be able to improve it in this life."

"Because of this boy, you, the once-all-powerful Haotian Sect Master, will never be able to be promoted to a titled Douluo in the future. Is it worth it?"

Is it worth it?

Tang Xiao looked at the dizzy Tang San in his arms, his eyes a little blurry.

Once upon a time, he just thought too much about whether it was worth it, so he missed it again and again.

Is it worth giving up the status of the leader of the Haotian Sect for a hundred thousand year old soul beast?

The first time he hesitated, the girl he loved married his own flesh and blood relative.

Is it worth it to risk the entire Haotian Sect and start a war with Wuhun Palace for the sake of my own younger brother?

The second time he hesitated, Ah Yinxiang disappeared and Tang Hao fell into depression for several years.

Now, he stands here, the last battle of his life.

Are you still hesitating?

Is there anything else that is not worth it?

"Your eyes are very similar to hers. They are both the same deep blue, purely like a lotus in the middle of the lake."

Tang Xiao gently put down Tang San's body, his voice could not be softer, and the corners of his mouth curled up, a sweet smile that should not appear on the face of the big man in the Black Tower.

"But your personality is so similar to his, just as persistent and stubborn."

Tang Xiao raised the Clear Sky Hammer again and sighed lightly.

After all, this man is still the son of Ah Yin and Tang Hao. Even their appearance and character are so similar.

"Don't waste any more time. I'll give you one last chance to commit suicide on the spot. I may also consider leaving you a complete body!"

Ju Douluo looked at Tang Xiao from a distance and shouted sharply.

It wasn't that he didn't want to attack Ghost Douluo instantly and capture these two people, but it was just that he couldn't do it.

There are eight soul rings behind Tang Xiao... In other words, if he wants to fight, they will have to face eight such devastating attacks!

"Well, just like before, he is also a member of Wuhun Palace, and he is also being hunted to a desperate situation."

Tang Xiao seemed to have not heard Yue Guan's words, and his eyes were wandering to nowhere.

Perhaps, his heart had already died along with the ghost that Ah Yin was killed by the Wuhun Palace people that day.

However, when Ah Yin died, Tang Hao was by her side, fighting hard and protecting Tang San to the death.

And this time.

It was him.

Tang Xiao's eyes became determined, and the eight soul rings behind him began to gather this extremely terrifying aura.

He hasn't given up yet.

Use the last bloom of life to do the same thing as Tang Hao did back then.

Mistress, promise uncle, you must live and live better than anyone else!

"Yinyue, take Lin Feng away quickly, he is going to explode again!"

Yue Guan looked at Xiaotian Douluo, whose aura was getting more and more terrifying in front of him, and his pupils suddenly shrank, and he said with a panicked expression.

If there was another attack like that, he was not sure that he would be able to save Lin Feng again.

"yes."

Without any hesitation, Yinyue grabbed Lin Feng's collar and quickly ran away into the distance.

Behind him, the first, third, and seventh soul rings appeared, as if they had also unleashed their martial soul avatars, increasing their speed to the extreme.

Only one second passed, and they were already flying hundreds of meters away, and not even the sonic boom could catch up with them.

Lin Feng looked at the man in white who looked as monstrous as Yue Guan in front of him, feeling slightly surprised.

This speed can be maintained even when carrying one person.

Yinyue's strength is probably not inferior to that of ordinary titled Douluo.

"Don't be in a daze, look back and see the scene of the Haotian Sect's titled Douluo exploding the ring... I'm afraid I won't see it for the second time in my life."

Yinyue continued to move forward, her eyes unbiased, but she spoke calmly into Lin Feng's ear.

Lin Feng suddenly understood, and opened his Purple Demon Eyes to the maximum, looking at the scene in the distance.

A strange and velvety chrysanthemum intertwined with the ghosts and shadows of the underworld, clinging to each other, eventually forming a dark and cold double-faced Buddha and demon with no aura of gold and nobility.

In front of the Buddha and the demon, the thin Tang Xiao looked so miserable.

"The eighth soul ring, explode!"

There was no longer any emotion in Tang Xiao's eyes, and he softly uttered five words with his thick lips. The black ring-shaped shadow behind him that represented his eighth soul ring exploded into pieces in an instant.

Boom!

A terrifying explosive aura swept across the Sunset Forest again, and countless birds fluttered their wings and fled, leaving only fallen leaves and a few feathers on the ground.

One ring explosion will result in the loss of ten levels of soul power.

Tang Xiao now only has the fighting strength of level 76 Soul Saint.

However, the conditions of Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo in front of him were not much worse. With preparation, they could still withstand the large-scale killing explosion without a designated target.

It's just a little embarrassing at most.

"The seventh soul ring, explode!"

Another black soul ring exploded, and the terrifying concussive force representing the true form of the martial soul suddenly spread to all directions.

A circle of gray-black destructive force once again widened and deepened the already bottomless hole.

Tang Xiao, level 66!

"The sixth soul ring, the fifth soul ring, the fourth soul ring, the third soul ring, the second soul ring, blow it up for me!"

There was almost no breath, and a look of determination suddenly flashed in Tang Xiao's eyes.

Blow it up, fry it again!

The power of the second to sixth spirit rings was much smaller than that of the seven and three spirit rings, so he had to kill them all in one go to achieve the same effect as before.

Explosions sounded one after another.

The two elders, Guiju and Guiju, tried their best to defend and dodge, and there was a suppressed anger in their chests.

When all the soul rings of this old guy are blown up, let's see how they ravage him!

But Tang Xiao, who was at the center of the explosion, had a slight smile on his lips and waved his hand in the distance.

Goodbye, Ah Yin.

Goodbye, Tang Hao.

Xiaosan, you must live.

"The first soul ring explodes!"

A faint beam of light shot out from the center of his body.

On Tang Xiao's face, there was also a smile that seemed shy, cheerful, or just in love, with misty eyes.

Just like when I first met Ah Yin.

At this point, Xiaotian Douluo, who had dominated the mainland for eighty-seven years, had led the Haotian Sect to resist the Wuhun Palace and preserved a ten thousand-year foundation.
Chapter completed!