Chapter 411: Frost Descends to the Limit, Bright Eyes Bloom Ice Flowers

Title Douluo Guangling looked on in shock at the hundreds of giant dragons surrounding him.

It was hard to imagine that this was a move used by a Spirit Douluo of only level eighty-something; the entire sky had been dyed into a sea of fire.

It was no wonder that four Title Douluo could not defeat Nan Feihuang; Guangling believed that if those four Title Douluo who besieged Nan Feihuang were placed under the pressure of these hundred giant dragons, they would likely face a nine-in-ten chance of death.

Of course, in reality, Nan Feihuang could not usually unleash such powerful might with Dragon Cannon Annihilation; this time, he had borrowed the power of Title Douluo Guangling himself.

Moreover, at this moment, besides his Spirit Avatar, Feihuang had all his soul-power-increasing soul skills activated, and his combat strength was completely no less than a Super Douluo; it was equivalent to the combination of the power of two Super Douluo that had brought about such a spectacular scene.

"Hahahaha! This old man hasn't fought this refreshingly in a long time. Today, let this old man slash and kill all one hundred of your giant dragons!" Title Douluo Guangling laughed heroically, "Seventh Soul Skill: Weapon Soul Avatar!"

Title Douluo Guangling's Spirit Avatar was completely different from the giant-sized avatars of other Tool Spirits in the past; it remained the same size, but in its avatar state, his Guangling Divine Bow became increasingly magnificent and brilliant, dotted with ice crystals like crystal, reflecting dazzling feather light under the shining sun.

At the same time, Title Douluo Guangling's left eye transformed into a blue eye of ice.

"Frost Descends to the Limit, Bright Eyes Bloom Ice Flowers!" Feihuang murmured a poem; this was something his mother, Lan Xue, had told him.

Although the Seven Great Consecrators of the Offering Hall were not well-known on the continent now, that was because they had been avoiding the world for too long.

They also had their own periods of youthful fame and glorious Title Douluo eras; back then, who on the entire continent did not know their names?

The older generation, or the masters of great powers, more or less still remembered these legendary figures of the Seven Great Consecrators.

As an Ice-type Spirit user, Lan Xue's idol during her youth was Title Douluo Guangling.

Frost Descends to the Limit, Bright Eyes Bloom Ice Flowers! This line of poetry was the praise for Title Douluo Guangling from the Spirit Master world at that time.

"Eighth Soul Skill: Limit!"

It had arrived, Title Douluo Guangling's signature technique, which was even more world-renowned than his Ninth Soul Skill.

It was a large-scale area-of-effect attack skill that could cause countless ice arrows to emerge from the ground to ambush opponents; of course, one could also choose to have them descend from the sky.

At this moment, the two were fighting in the sky, so the choice Title Douluo Guangling made was, of course, the arrow rain descending from the sky.

The Heavenly Elephant of the entire sky changed instantly; seeing this, Feihuang waved his large hand, controlling the hundred giant dragons to charge fiercely toward Title Douluo Guangling.

Yet Title Douluo Guangling did not dodge or evade at all, and even the corners of his mouth lifted into a smile.

The next moment, the ice arrows fell rapidly, and the fire dragon closest to Title Douluo Guangling immediately became a hedgehog.

Moreover, the strongest attack mode of Feihuang's Dragon Cannon Annihilation, the Explosion, did not occur, because the high temperature of the fire dragon was cooled by Title Douluo Guangling's ice arrows in an instant; without fire, how could there be an explosion? With less than a second between the two, the ice arrows fell like a rainstorm; if one were to say that the combination skill of Title Douluo Guangling's Guangling Arrow Rain and High-Explosive Piercing Strike earlier was a light rain, then at this moment, it was a torrential downpour.

Feihuang's fire dragon formation did not even have room to struggle before being completely wiped out by this move, Limit.

Feihuang's Eight Gates Golden Lock could not hold this move either, because this move was not just Ice-type, but also Light-type, and the attack speed was simply too fast, exceeding the limit of the Eight Gates Golden Lock.

Its name, Limit, did not mean that it had touched the Domain of time and could stop time so exaggeratedly; rather, it described its attack speed, which was so fast that the people and things around it seemed as if they were stationary, hence the name.

"Ugh," Feihuang's entire body's soul power surged, feeling terribly uncomfortable, and he could not help but clutch his chest and say, "Phew, so powerful. As expected of Title Douluo Guangling; while scattering my full-strength strike, you still had the spare power to bombard my body with soul power." "You brat, are you praising me or yourself? Your physical constitution is the one that's a joke," Title Douluo Guangling said angrily. Usually, when a soul skill is broken, the soul power backlash alone is enough to make someone suffer, but this brat was actually only slightly uncomfortable; it seemed that if there was no ultimate move to attack him directly, there was no chance of winning. "Sixth Soul Skill: Ultimate Feather Light!"

Just the opposite of the earlier Limit, this move of Guangling's was a super-strong single-target attack soul skill. In the animation, it could even perfectly restrain the petrification ability of Medusa Gaze.

Swish! Guangling shot another arrow; the surging arrow locked onto its target: Feihuang's shoulder.

"Hmm?" Seeing this, Feihuang was slightly stunned; it was actually locking onto his shoulder, not his heart, and then he smiled, "Senior, you really are... Forget it, Seventh Soul Skill: Weapon Soul Avatar!"

His hundred-thousand-year seventh ring also lit up, and the God-level martial soul's Weapon Soul Avatar was activated. Feihuang did not activate both avatars at once, but only used the regular avatar form with comprehensive increases. "Ghost God Halberd Third Form: Tianbeng Dili!"

Feihuang threw the Fangtian Halberd out like a javelin.

Although the Ghost God Halberd was known for its exquisite Halberd techniques, it did not mean it lacked power-type, high-attack moves; one must know, this was the ultimate art of Lv Bu, and how could Lv Bu lack the ability to suppress others with force?

Today, Feihuang was going to break force with force.

The thrown Fangtian Halberd collided head-on with Title Douluo Guangling's Ultimate Feather Light, and the two massive forces stalemated in the air.

But the might of a God-level martial soul was indeed stronger than a Top-level Spirit, and the avatar increase from a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring was also far beyond a ten-thousand-year one.

Feihuang's own strength was not below Title Douluo Guangling's, and coupled with the gap between their martial souls and Spirit Rings, the result of this clash was actually very obvious.

Before long, the Ultimate Feather Light was broken through by Feihuang's Fangtian Halberd.

Seeing the Fangtian Halberd about to hit him, a blue light flashed across Title Douluo Guangling's right ice eye, and then his body swerved to the right, narrowly avoiding the Halberd.

His ice eye was still a soul skill that could increase sensory ability.

However, just when he thought the Fangtian Halberd would fly past him, it suddenly stopped.

It was seen that the shaft of the Halberd had already been grasped by Nan Feihuang.

"I finally caught the chance to engage in close-quarters combat again, Senior Guangling!" Feihuang said with a smile.

This move, Ghost God Halberd's Tianbeng Dili, was not just a simple attack skill; it was also a displacement skill. When the Fangtian Halberd was thrown, the blade of the Halberd would form an airflow, and by following behind this airflow, Feihuang's speed could be increased.

Therefore, his body was almost synchronously flying forward with the Fangtian Halberd; this was his true purpose.

With lightning speed, before Title Douluo Guangling could react, he collided with him in close quarters.

Otherwise, if he were to keep trading long-range soul skills with Title Douluo Guangling, it would take until the end of time.

"Oh no!" Guangling was startled; he knew that if he were caught in close quarters by Feihuang again this time, it would not be easy to break away like before.

Feihuang would not fall for his tricks twice in a row.

But in terms of close-quarters combat, there was no way he could be a match for Nan Feihuang.

(End of chapter)