Douluo: Simplify Cultivation, Holy Angel

Chapter 45 Thunder Dragon
Under the command of Zhilin, the four of them finally got rid of the entanglement of the One-horned Pegasus, but came face to face with a wind spirit bird with a cultivation level of 60,000 years.

The bloodline of the Wind Spirit Bird is not very strong, similar to that of the Soft-bone Rabbit. Even though it has been cultivated for 60,000 years, its combat effectiveness is mediocre, not as good as the Demon-Breaking Holy Light Horse, which has been cultivated for 30,000 years.

Li Xuanji could handle it even with a quasi-soul king, but it greatly reduced the pressure on the Pegasus, allowing it to catch up again.

Contra is very strong, but the Ten Thousand Years Soul Beast is not jealous. Even if the gap in cultivation is not small, as long as the Unicorned Pegasus doesn't fight head-on, it can still drag on for a long time.

"Roar!"

A dragon roar sounded, and dark clouds quickly gathered in the sky. Lightning roared continuously, and a giant dragon more than ten meters long loomed in the dark clouds. It has blue and white scales all over its body and exudes a terrifying aura among the dark clouds.

"A thunder dragon with the blood of the sacred dragon!" Feeling the suppression of the martial spirit, Meng Shenji spat out these words with difficulty.

A huge thunder ball came and hit Bai Baoshan's Star Furnace hard. Bai Baoshan's face turned pale, and the sixth soul ring on his body lit up, struggling to resist the dragon's attack.

"I have just cultivated for 30,000 years, but my attack power is comparable to that of a top Contra!"

Bai Baoshan looked at the approaching dragon with a very ugly expression.

"Board of Education, let's leave first and come back next time!"

Seeing so many soul beasts arriving in just a moment, Li Xuanji shouted unwillingly.

"Leave the Demon-Breaking Holy Light Horse behind and we will retreat immediately!"

After hearing Li Xuanji's words, Zhilin stopped insisting and quickly released the Sky Green Vine and threw the Demon-Breaking Holy Light Horse to the ground. If there were only the Wind Chime Bird, the One-Horned Pegasus and the Thunder Dragon, the three Soul Douluo would naturally not be afraid, but there were still tens of thousands of thousand-year-old soul beasts on the ground watching eagerly.

"Fizz!"

The Demon-Breaking Holy Light Horse fell on the ground and screamed a few times, and the Unicorn Pegasus in the sky immediately flew in front of him. White light emitted from its horn, which quickly healed the Demon-Breaking Holy Light Horse's injuries.

Escape quickly!
Is Sunset Forest so strong? While escaping, Li Xuanji couldn't help but have doubts in his mind.

I originally thought that there were no hundred-thousand-year-old soul beasts in the Sunset Forest, and the most powerful ones were only the eighty- or ninety-thousand-year-old soul beasts. The three Soul Douluo Education Committees could sweep through the Sunset Forest together.

But I didn't expect that the high-level soul beasts in the Sunset Forest would be so united, and they would be even more fierce when fighting.

After losing the entanglement of the Pegasus, only the Thunder Dragon with 30,000 years of cultivation and the Wind Chime Bird with 60,000 years of cultivation were still chasing the four people. The surrounding hundred-year-old soul beasts can basically be ignored. Li Xuanji can deal with them alone. The fire feathers and ice feathers with terrifying poison are an instant kill against ordinary century-old soul beasts.

"Beast! I really thought I couldn't deal with you!"

After escaping from the siege of the beast tide, the pressure on Meng Shenji and the three men suddenly decreased, while the Wind Chime Bird had retreated, leaving only the Thunder Dragon and a ten thousand year soul beast still chasing the four of them, shouting sternly.

But not only was the thunder dragon not afraid, it even rushed in front of the four people and was eager to try. With terrifying speed, it struck the middle of the four people with its dragon claws blessed by thunder and lightning!
There was no need to resist, Li Xuanji quickly flew upwards. Although he had the lowest cultivation level here, his speed was not slow. After all, the fourth soul skill increased speed, and the consumption was very low, so it could be used for a long time.

Zhilin and Meng Shenji dispersed to both sides. The three education committee members formed a triangle, surrounding the Thunder Dragon in the middle, while Li Xuanji restrained it higher in the sky.

"Dragon soul beasts are truly blessed by nature!"

After dozens of rounds, the Thunder Dragon not only suffered a lot of beatings, but even though its aura was much weakened, its combat effectiveness was still strong. A soul beast that has been cultivated for 30,000 years is equivalent to a human soul emperor, but now it can actually persist for such a long time under the hands of three Soul Douluo.

As for Li Xuanji, he's just a slut with a weak attack power. He can't deal with a heavily armored tank mage like Thunder Dragon. He can do just fine against Yu Tianheng.

The century-old Titan Giant Ape can fight ordinary ten thousand-year-old soul beasts, which is equivalent to a great soul master fighting a soul king. Although the bloodline of the Thunder Dragon is higher than that of the Titan Ape, it is still a bit reluctant to deal with three Contras.

"Roar!"

As if to say that I was angry, the Thunder Dragon emitted a dazzling white light that almost made people blind.

Bai Baoshan quickly used his fifth soul skill, and two smaller Tianxing Lu appeared on Mengshenji and Zhilin to block possible attacks. As for Li Xuanji, why did the Thunder Dragon hit him? He is just a fool, and killing him will not change the situation of the battle between the two parties.

Feeling this bright aura, Li Xuanji's heart tightened. A beam of energy appeared in front of him, and a pair of wings folded in front of him.

"Coming for me!"

The persimmon was about to be picked up, but the Thunder Dragon, who was beaten violently by Meng Shenji and the others, slapped Li Xuanji with his backhand.

The sacred shield collapsed as soon as it touched. Although the sacred shield has also gained a huge increase due to the enhanced cultivation, the attack power of the Thunder Dragon can reach the level of Contra.

The ice and fire wings were also scattered. Although the attack of the thunder dragon was reduced, the subsequent attack power was still at the Contra level. Relying on Li Xuanji's inner armor? It can't be stopped, even if it can't be stopped at all.

Make a good start with Tai Chi, and prepare to maximize the power of neutralizing the attack of the thunder dragon. With a physique comparable to that of a soul saint, you will at most be seriously injured.

When the time comes, let the three education committee members take him back to seek treatment from Ye Guxin. He is his master anyway, so he doesn’t even have to register.

"Oh!"

With the roar of metal, an old man appeared in front of Li Xuanji. He was two meters tall and his slender figure was as straight and sharp as a javelin.

Standing in the sky, he held a snake spear in his hand, which was about two feet long. The head of the spear was curved, and the sharp point was forked like a snake letter. The whole body of the snake spear was purple. Two yellow, three purple, four black, nine frightening soul rings surround this snake spear.

This titled Douluo gave people the impression that only the snake spear flew out, and no one was there.

"Roar."

The Thunder Dragon felt the terrifying aura of the old man in front of him and roared angrily, but his confidence was seriously lacking. He stared at the old man and retreated quickly.

"The eighth soul skill, Netherworld Fall."

As a black soul ring lights up, the snake spear moves from top to bottom, bringing up a long series of afterimages, giving people an illusory and unpredictable feeling.

In the distance, the fleeing Thunder Dragon suddenly felt something touch its body, and then a burst of blood mist burst out from its body, hitting the ground heavily.

As for those hundred-thousand-year-old soul beasts, they had already fled in all directions when the old man released the pressure belonging to the titled Douluo. The Demon-Breaking Holy Light Horse, who had a violent temper, only dared to look angrily at the Thunder Dragon lying in a pool of blood from a distance, and did not dare to step forward!

(End of this chapter)