When Dugu Bo saw the tall and slender figure, his frown relaxed. He was surprised and at the same time secretly pleased that they had made another move in the Spirit Hall.

"They actually hid martial soul fusion skills?" Yan secretly screamed something bad.

Because Yao Mei used the spirit fusion skill for too long, it consumed a lot of soul power, but Tang San was different from Tang Sui. Even though Tang San consumed a lot in the battle with Yao Mei, he knew Tang Sui's

There is a soul skill similar to healing, Tang San must have been healed!

Not to mention that he is in excellent condition, but he must be able to sustain the consumption of martial soul fusion skills for a certain period of time before he can confidently come up with this final trump card!

Tsk!

If this continues, the situation will not be good!

When he thought about what this game represented, a large amount of cold sweat broke out on Yan's forehead, and the calmness on his face no longer existed, and he became a little anxious.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, who had already battled too many times with their martial soul fusion skills Taixu, now had unabashed smiles on their faces. Amid the doubts of others and the wary looks of their opponents, they retreated with Zhu Zhuqing without hesitation.

Arriving at Ning Rongrong and Oscar.

Including Ma Hongjun, they also flew back to their other two auxiliary systems, leaving the corner of the battle stage to the two of them.

It's not that they don't want to cooperate tacitly, but...

"I don't like red."

The girl's voice sounded faintly.

The demon with keen senses changed his eyes and warned urgently: "Yan, behind you!"

The voice of both a man and a woman suddenly rose in pitch, and the sharp sound was similar to the sound of a devil scratching a blackboard with his fingernails.

The next second, Tang Sui, who was holding the Haotian Hammer, lowered his eyelashes slightly, and with a movement of his body, he disappeared from the place, and suddenly appeared behind the demon, silently swung the giant hammer in his hand, and smashed it down hard!

"Bang——!"

The monster who reacted very quickly raised his hand and held the moon blade in front of him, but the next second, the sound of breaking through the air entered his ears, and severe pain shot up from his waist, causing him to let out a scream.

The fox mask with black background and gold border met the demon's lowered gaze. The eye sockets of the fox mask carved into a smiling face were empty, as if it was mocking him, which was weird but infuriating.

Yan's nerves were tense to the extreme after being reminded by the demon, and he scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

All around, strange and thick black shadows surged in the mist, as if there was something hidden inside.

But their feet were trapped in the diffuse black fog. The scary thing was that even if they stood on the ground, they couldn't see clearly what the ground looked like!

On the contrary, Dai Mubai, who retreated to his companions, and the others, who had won the Oscar sponsorship for their wild mushroom sausages, lifted off into the air in an economical and simple way, overlooking them from a high place, looking down at them like trapped animals fighting in an embarrassing situation.

The treatment was completely reversed. If Tang San hadn't turned dark and had a cold and indifferent personality, he might have said "unless you can fly".

But they are not the Netherworld White Tigers that originally gave birth to wings. No matter how strong they are, the air is always their shortcoming.

The blurred black mist suddenly solidified into chains when Yan's nerves were at their tightest, like a snake encircling its prey with its tail. Yan was suddenly pulled and dragged by the huge force on his feet!

"Yan!"

The other three teammates quickly set off. One estimated the length of Yan's legs and the distance he was dragged forward, and struck an attack at the place where the source of the drag might be. The other two prepared to attack Yan on the left and right.

Hold on.

"Bang bang——!"

"Click!"

There were two jaw-dropping dull sounds and the sound of bones cracking. The team members were unprepared and hit by two black-backed gold-rimmed masks that rushed out from the black mist behind them. The pupils of the team members widened slightly, the highlights disappeared, and they were in severe pain.

Passed out and passed out!

"Lin Luo!"

The only remaining teammate landed from mid-air, but his feet were so hot that he jumped up from the ground again and did not dare to stop.

The people watching at the edge of the fighting platform did notice the clues, including Shrek themselves, who also had dull expressions on their faces.

"one two three?!"

The students watching the battle at Wuhun Palace stretched out their fingers tremblingly, counted the masks that appeared on the field at the same time, and covered their mouths.

"Here, why are there more masks?!"

"Is it because of the martial soul fusion technique?"

Everyone speculated, but they didn't know why.

Seeing that the trend of the game was getting more and more unfavorable, Yao Mei looked at the tall black figure coldly and changed her posture.

"Although you also have the martial soul fusion skill as a trump card, we also have it."

The thick red mist spread again, and Tang Sui's eyes, hidden in the shadow world, moved slightly as he listened to the seductive and eloquent voices from the outside: "I admit that you do have the strength to fight with us, but you can't.

That’s it! Your future will end here!”

"Shrek, it's your honor to be defeated by this self-created soul skill of mine!"

As soon as the words fell, the demon's body began to rotate like a whirlwind.

In an instant, his whole body and the two moon blades disappeared almost simultaneously, and what appeared in front of everyone was only a huge white disk!

There was no sound of friction or howling of the wind, as if all sounds had been swallowed up by the disc.

Only the red mist in the demonic barrier swirled around the white disk like a whirlpool, forming a huge storm like a typhoon passing through. Wherever it passed, even the black mist covering the ground was uprooted and swept in.

Disappeared in the violent air current.

"Full moon!"

Tang San's dark eyes were as cold as ice. Even when faced with such a powerful attack, he did not show any other panic expression. He just raised his hand and activated his most powerful self-created soul skill.

"Blue and silver spike."

The wriggling black vines in the mist swelled, and huge spikes were like thorns, shooting out around the rotating monster, as if a thousand arrows were going to pierce the heart, and pointed the tip of the spear at the monster in the center!

"Shuashua——!"

The spikes of bluesilver grass that everyone had pinned their hopes on shattered into pieces the moment they came into contact with the white full moon.

———Digression————

It’s not that I’m stuck, it’s that I really can’t finish writing, and there’s still one chapter left to end the battle, so I’d better start tomorrow.
Chapter completed!