The return of the king of Douluo Continent

Wei Wuliang on the side said sourly: "It's just a random mark drawn by a guy in the Pulse Forging Realm. How awesome can it be? Don't lie to you again later. He ran away, but we are here waiting to die." .”

Tang San ignored him, turned around and looked at the poisonous wall, and then with a thought, he summoned the Spiritual Consciousness Heart Fire.

The inner fire of spiritual consciousness that separated a wisp of flame did not look as bright as before, and its power was significantly weakened.

Tang San held the Spiritual Consciousness Heart Fire in his hand, stepped forward step by step, and under the astonished gazes of the three people, threw the Spiritual Consciousness Heartfire towards the soul of the strong man in the True Yuan Realm.

"Hey, come hit me!"

Tang San provoked the figure, and at the same time his spiritual consciousness and heart fire continued to fall.

"Whoever trespasses here will die!"

The True Yuan realm warrior's Yuan Shen roared, raised his palm and grasped Tang San's Spiritual Consciousness Heart Fire, and then swallowed it directly in the eyes of several people in disbelief.

"Die!"

The figure opened its mouth, and the swallowed spiritual consciousness and heart fire glowed with green streaks, roaring towards Tang San.

That flame with green streaks, contaminated with poison, roared towards Tang San.

"If you don't hide, boy, you are tired of living!"

Wei Wuliang looked at Tang San with a sneer. After his inner fire of spiritual consciousness was swallowed up by the soul of the True Yuan realm warrior, he greatly increased his aggressiveness by injecting poison patterns. If Tang San was not protected by spiritual power, If he was hit below, he would definitely die.

"Get out of the way!"

Hai Ling's anxious voice came from behind.

Luo Shan's eyes flickered, looking at Tang San's motionless figure, he frowned unconsciously.

The green flames fell down and hit Tang San's head. A circle of blue air flow rotated at high speed to protect Tang San, while the green poisonous gas also enveloped Tang San at this time.

"How dare you use such a large amount of spiritual power? I think you are crazy!"

Wei Wuliang sneered. He looked at the poisonous gas that Tang Sanzhou was filled with, thinking that Tang San was not far from death.

"When you die, I will use my Poison Sect's secret method to escape from here. You are trying to be smart, and you will die in this formation in the end!"

"What is he doing? He is condensing spiritual power so crazily. Isn't he afraid that the poisonous gas will invade his body and eventually lead to his death?"

Hai Ling couldn't understand it for a moment. Tang San's behavior was really puzzling. He proposed not to use spiritual power himself, but now he was using it more crazily than anyone else.

"No, the poisonous gas only surrounds him, but cannot get close to his body."

Soon, Hai Ling discovered the problem. She looked at the circle of protection formed around Tang San, and her cold face became a little confused.

"Is it the veil of spiritual power?"

"It doesn't seem to be the case. The spiritual yarn can only be used after reaching the Huitong realm. Even if he hides his strength and can condense the spiritual yarn, how can the spiritual yarn form protection around a warrior?"

The veil of spiritual power can only protect the front of the warrior, and cannot be protected in other directions. The poisonous gas invades from all sides. If it is really the veil of spiritual power, Tang San should also be invaded by the poisonous gas.

But he just didn't.

Tang San pinched out the secret, and blue light suddenly erupted from his body.

The blue light turned into beams of spiritual power, flowing continuously in front of Tang San, behind him, under his feet, and above his head, like stars in the sky, dotting the formation.

The not-so-loud voice resounded, and the stars in the sky fell. Tang San's body seemed to have an extra pair of spiritual armor, and the poisonous gas was blocked out.

The huge sound made the formation tremble, and the flames hit Tang San's body and hit the ground, leaving a deep pit, but Tang San had disappeared.

"Almost there!" In an instant, Tang San's figure appeared in another direction in the formation. He was trapped by the poisonous wall just now. He couldn't escape to find the center of the formation. He could only rely on the rebounding force of the flames spitted out by the True Yuan realm soul. Realize your own ideas.

With the protection of the spirit gathering method, the rebounding spiritual consciousness and heart fire cannot cause much harm to him.

Tang San closed his eyes slightly, feeling the position of the formation center. When he opened his eyes again, Tang San's face showed joy, and then his figure swept away and appeared in another place.

A square platform came into view. There was a green crystal ball placed on the square platform, surrounded by soul power to maintain the operation of the crystal ball.

"This crystal ball is the center of the formation. If you break it, the formation will naturally be broken!"

Tang San Fei stepped forward, holding the Spiritual Consciousness Heart Fire in his hand, and was about to slap the crystal ball. However, at this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew from the opposite side, and Tang San's entire body was swept away.

A figure slowly solidified, standing in front of the crystal ball, blocking Tang San's way.

Tang San's mind was churning, and when he saw this solid figure, memories seemed to pour out of his mind.

"There's still something missing, what is it?"

Tang San punched the ground, and he couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in his heart. This figure was the True Yuan Realm Yuanshen he met before, but the Yuanshen here was obviously stronger than the ones he met before, but he let Tang San There was even a hint of familiarity, the two of them seemed to have known each other before.

"Can't remember."

"I came from the Ice Realm and have been guarding this formation for two hundred years. Anyone who breaks into this formation will only die."

"Is the Ice Realm referring to the Ice Realm in the far north of the continent? What happened there? Why does this guy make me feel so familiar again, like a long-lost companion."

While Tang San was thinking, the man had gathered his spiritual power and pointed a finger, attacking Tang San unceremoniously.

An icy force gathered on that finger attack, everything condensed wherever it went, even the green poisonous gas was condensed into green ice.

"Extreme ice twist!"

The ice finger beam split into two, like sharpened ice picks, strangled towards Tang San's neck.

"This is the middle-grade heaven-level martial art, Extreme Ice Twist!"

Tang San immediately remembered this martial skill, because before Tang San died, there were only three people on the entire continent who had practiced this middle-level heaven-level martial skill.

“You are not Shura God, you are ‘Wuzhen’ Tianxin!”

Just as Tang San finished speaking, the two ice picks staggered towards Tang San's neck.

Tang San's pupils gradually dilated, he hurriedly raised his palm, grabbed it with his five fingers, and directly caught the two ice picks that passed by in his hand, but at this moment, Tang San's expression suddenly changed, and blood flowed from his It slipped between the palms of his hands and fell to the ground, splashing an ice flower.

Tang San's memories suddenly came to mind at this moment.

Two hundred years ago, in the extremity of ice in the far north of the continent.

Two young men were practicing in an ice cave. Together, they practiced the middle-level martial arts of the Heavenly Level, Extreme Ice Knife. Behind the two of them, there was an extremely beautiful woman, who had been watching the two of them practice.