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Chapter 1663: Death and Decay

    

couldn't help but wonder if the events that happened in the Dou Ling Empire were related to this master of the Tang Sect. 。The Legend of the Dragon King mobile game has a huge wave of prizes coming,...He saw him grasp the Hades Sword in both hands and thrust it suddenly into the ground before him. 。Suddenly, with him as the center, a grayish-white light bloomed outward like a flower in full blossom. 。As soon as the grayish-white light began to spread, Tang Wulin felt a sense of dread. The intense feeling of death peril made him react almost instinctively. 。The flow of time changed instantly. Within the infernal realms of the underworld, the time rewind domain was suppressed to some extent, but it still slowed down Haros' strike for a fleeting moment. 。A deafening explosion erupted from Tang Wulin's body. Seven golden halos materialized around him, the fifth one exploding with a powerful blast that threw him back, breaking the surrounding domain's suppression. 。Not only that, but his own dragon gang was also gushing outward like it was free of charge, transforming into the strongest defensive force. 。The gray-white petals only slightly lagged before descending. When Long Gang came into contact with the gray-white light, it almost instantly dissolved, not even having the ability to resist for a moment. 。It's not just energy that is consumed, but space itself. With Harosal's body as the center, wherever those grayish-white petals pass, the surrounding area instantly turns pitch black, filled with an all-consuming darkness. 。The Eighth Soul Skill, Death withering! Even though it's the Eighth Soul Skill, a Soul Master releasing it doesn't even require dodging. However, the terrifying power of an eighth soul skill unleashed by a demigod can only be truly understood when facing it head-on. 。Although Tang Wulin reacted quickly, he was still stained with a few traces of the grayish-whitepure, thousand-forged one silver hammer, but a soul-forged silver hammer. 。It was just a single type of guardianship, and it was Tang Wulin's most familiar pondering. When he forged his soul, it was e...