Chapter 656: Martial Soul True Body, Unrivaled Divine Might!!_1

The beam of light broke through the sky, threatening to pierce through Luo Yu.

"Swoosh!"

A wave of silver fluctuation appeared in front of Luo Yu.

That beam of light, which had been strong enough to penetrate Bi Bidong, now slowed down.

Like the crawl of a tortoise.

No, it was countless times slower than the crawl of a tortoise.

Almost as if it came to a stop.

This sudden change left everyone else startled.

"What... what's happening?" Tang Chen said, completely baffled.

Both Bossi and Bi Bidong's faces lit up with joy.

The Rakshasa God was first taken aback, then let out a disdainful snort.

"Temporal Dragon King, you really are a stubborn one, even in death."

"You want to protect this kid?"

"Can you really?"

"Boom!"

Behind him, over a hundred red and black beams of light appeared.

He snorted coldly.

And the hundred beams tangled together, firing densely at Luo Yu.

"Buzz!"

An unusual fluctuation shook out in front of Luo Yu.

The hundred terrifying beams of light slowed dramatically, from the speed of a rocket to almost a snail's crawl.

And then the energy dispersed, seeming to weaken continuously.

Finally turning to nothingness.

"What kind of slowing technique is this?" Bossi said in shock.

Bi Bidong frowned, her red lips stained with blood, her beautiful face sickly pale, she said weakly:

"No, it's not a slowing technique."

"The Temporal Dragon King... controls time, after all."

"Time reversal, turning the attack back to its original state?"

No, impossible, how could this be so miraculous.

Bossi was about to deny it outright.

But then she thought about it, this is the thinking of a mortal.

Both this Rakshasa God and the Temporal Dragon King, are they something mortals could compare with?

Perhaps, even ordinary Deities couldn't compare, could they?

With a deep sigh, Bossi's confidence waned, growing more worried about Luo Yu.

The soul core inside her remained taut, not relaxing for a moment, just waiting for Luo Yu to awaken.

To create a chance for him to escape.

"Time reversal?"

The Rakshasa God's pupils constricted as if he was extremely wary.

But he curled his lips into a sinister smile.

Clapping his hands, he said:

"Worthy of being ranked first among the Nine Great Dragon Kings, the Temporal Dragon King, you can still use time reversal even at the moment of death."

"If it were your heyday, I would indeed fear you."

"But now..."

"Hehe, you're just a dragon carcass."

"Boom!"

The Rakshasa God reached forward with his hand, stirring the space.

In an instant, three fearsome and hideous Rakshasas appeared, with huge, green horns on their heads, terrifying and ghastly, their mouths wide open.

They flapped their scaly claws, rushing towards Luo Yu.

The silver fluctuation that laid before Luo Yu shook.

The first Rakshasa to arrive was rapidly shrunk and then burst into pieces with a pop.

The second met the same fate.

But with the third one, it was evident the shrinking process was slowing down, and the Rakshasa began to struggle.

Eventually, the third Rakshasa also burst apart.

But the silver light flickered erratically.

"Now's the moment."

The Rakshasa God opened his mouth, and a beam of inky black light, exuding the most sinister and evil aura, smashed through space towards him.

Space itself seemed to shatter in an instant.

The silver light struggled for a moment.

The silver light crumbled, heading straight for Luo Yu.

"Roar!"

The withered body of the Temporal Dragon King trembled, as if in its final struggle.

Countless silver light spots flew out from his body, converging together.

They blocked the inky black cannon with great difficulty.

"A persistent insect even in death."

"Disgusting."

The Rakshasa God reached out his hand, and an amethyst black Demon Scythe appeared in his grasp, slicing forward.

Evil energy converged from all directions.

The entire space roared with sorrow.

The black arc of light cut toward Luo Yu with lightning speed.

This time, all defenses vanished.

The withered dragon's body reached its end of vitality, with no room left for struggle.

Luo Yu was completely trapped in a life-and-death crisis.

Confronting the dark arc light.

He was about to be severed in half by this arc light.

"Brother Yu!"

"Husband!!"

Bossi slapped the ground with her jade hand, rebounding to her feet.

She held Bi Bidong and rushed toward the terrifying arc light.

The soul cores inside them were filled with a berserk aura, their blood-red beautiful eyes sparkling with determined heartbreak.

The Rakshasa God, holding the Demon Scythe, did not interfere.

With contempt.

"It's just a futile struggle before death," he said.

Hulena's face was deathly pale, she half-knelt on the ground in pain, her golden hair losing its color.

Tang Chen's face was filled with bitterness.

Powerlessly, he said:

"I... I can't help anymore..."

At the moment of life and death, everyone's despair was accompanied by the Rakshasa God's lascivious and indifferent evil laugh.

"Swoosh!"

The black arc light struck Luo Yu.

While Bossi and Bi Bidong let out voice-straining cries:

"Brother Yu!!"

"Husband!!!!"

Ultimately... they were one step too late.

Was it too late?

The two goddesses were filled with nothing but despair.

At that moment.

Luo Yu, who had been motionless like a statue sitting there for a long time,

suddenly opened his eyes.

His pupils were flickering with an amethyst-gold glow.

Within them, his left eye circulated an even more elusive and pure silver light.

A pure silver beam shot out from his left eye.

Blocking that black arc light.

The sharp and malicious arc light suddenly froze in the air.

And then it rapidly diminished, vanishing into the void.

Bossi, who had been flinging herself forward, had her eyes full of despair, but upon witnessing this scene, she suddenly burst with joy.

Bi Bidong bit her blood-red lips, her spirits lifting.

The Rakshasa God, however, showed a momentary freeze on his face.

All of his mocking laughter came to an abrupt end.

His gaze narrowed.

He emitted an annoyed and dangerous sharpness, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Roar!"

A heaven-shaking dragon's roar emanated from Luo Yu, as nine-colored radiance illuminated the entire underground space.

In an instant, it dispelled the endless dark evil aura.

A majestic and magnificent nine-colored giant dragon phantom ascended from Luo Yu's Heavenly Spirit Cover, carrying seven dazzlingly bright colored Soul Rings.

Luo Yu rose to his feet, his bones making a crackling sound.

His aura climbed steadily.

Soul Power surged unrestrainedly, far surpassing its previous levels.

Breaking through the shackles of a Soul Sage, he entered the realm of a Soul Douluo without any hindrance and continued to soar.

Reaching the rank of a Titled Douluo.

His eyes sparkled with dazzling divine light.

Waves of murderous intent surged out from his body.

"You old beast,"

"You—"

"Deserve to die!!!"

Luo Yu's voice was calm, but it revealed a sky-high killing intent.

He had perceived everything that was happening outside.

He had long suppressed boundless rage in his heart.

"Merely Dragon Clan Remnants, a bit special, and you dare to be presumptuous in front of this god?"

The Rakshasa God spoke disdainfully,

But a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Because Luo Yu's Martial Soul, the color of his Soul Rings, and the aura around him were far beyond his expectations and imagination.

Where the hell did this monster come from?

Just a Titled Douluo, but why is his aura so terrifying?

Could it be a hidden God Rank Dragon Clan Remnant? But no, the levels and auras of the Soul Rings and Soul Power aren't fake.

"Swoosh!"

Luo Yu's figure blurred, not even summoning the Fengshen Longyi.

He vanished from his spot in one swift motion.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Bossi and Bi Bidong.

Looking at the tragic state of the two women, his eyelids twitched, but he said nothing more.

"Rest."

"Leave the rest to me."