Every ghost shadow carried an eerie chill, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to be Lan snorted coldly and shouted domineeringly: "Humph! You dare to show off these petty tricks of yours in front of me? You are simply courting death!" "Today I will let you see what real power is!" After saying that, he swung the Overlord Spear in his hand fiercely. A sharp spear light instantly dispersed most of the ghost shadows that were rushing towards him. Then, Ghost Shadow Douluo's second soul ring shone brightly, shining brightly. "Netherworld Ghost Claw!" His hands instantly turned into huge black ghost claws. The ghost claw was huge, several meters long. The sharp fingertips flashed with cold light, like a sharp blade. He grabbed Tang Lan at an extremely fast speed. The wind it brought was whistling and piercing, as if it would tear Tang Lan into pieces in an instant. Tang Lan's eyes fixed, and he shouted loudly: "Hahahaha! You think you can hurt me with your shabby claws? You're just daydreaming!" "How could I, Tang Lan, be afraid of such an evil thing as you? Today I will completely crush your evil magic!" Then the gun body shook, and a powerful force burst out, shaking the ghost claw away.

Then, the third soul ring shone brightly, the light was extremely dazzling. "Ghostly!" The figure of Ghost Douluo suddenly became illusory and vague, as elusive as a ghost, making it difficult to capture his position. His figure left a trail of blurry afterimages in the air, and at the same time he attacked Tang Lan from all kinds of strange and tricky angles, making it impossible to defend against him. Tang Lan was not at all flustered, she stood proudly and said loudly: "No matter how cunning you are, no matter what despicable means you use, in front of my absolute strength, it will be in vain!" "I, Tang Lan, will use the spear of justice to break your evil magic and make sure you will never be able to turn things around!" The Overlord Spear in his hand was wielded so tightly that it was impenetrable. The shadows of the spear were heavy, forming an indestructible line of defense. Every ghost shadow that approached was instantly defeated by the gun shadow; Every time the ghost claw came forward, it was blocked by the Overlord Spear. Seeing that his soul skills were easily resolved by Tang Lan, Ghost Douluo became more and more flustered, but he was still unwilling to lose. His eyes were red, and his eyeballs seemed to be about to pop out of their sockets. His fourth soul ring suddenly lit up. "Ghost Soul Devourer!" A frighteningly powerful suction force emanated from him, like an invisible vortex with no bottom. It was spinning rapidly and madly, making a whistling sound, trying to pull Tang Lan's soul out. The surrounding air was violently twisted by this force, forming air vortices that were visible to the naked eye. Tang Lan just smiled coldly, that smile was full of contempt and disdain, as if watching an insignificant clown performance, and said: "You think you can hurt me with this little trick? You are just dreaming!" The soul power around him surged like a raging tide, and dazzling light flashed continuously, forming an extremely solid golden shield. The runes on the shield flowed like the mysterious trajectory of stars, emitting a sacred and inviolable aura, firmly isolating the evil suction force outside.

The suction force hit the shield, making crackling sounds, but it was unable to break through this layer of defense. Ghost Shadow Douluo gritted his teeth, his gums bleeding. There was a look of despair and madness in his eyes. The fifth soul ring shines brightly, "The Netherworld!" The surrounding space suddenly became as dark as ink, as thick as ink that cannot be dissolved, making people feel as if they are in an endless dark abyss. Countless evil ghosts and phantoms were screaming and howling, baring their fangs and claws. The shrill cry was like a sharp arrow. It pierces straight into the depths of one's soul, making one's hair stand on end. They rushed towards Tang Lan frantically, with ferocious faces and sharp fangs. It was as if it was going to devour Tang Lan in an instant without leaving any residue. Tang Lan showed no fear, his eyes were wide open, burning with rage and firm determination, and he roared: "Come on! Today I will destroy this hell! You evil creatures will never stand up again!" The Overlord Spear in his hand shone brightly, as dazzling as a blazing sun. The light illuminated the dark space. Tang Lan swung his sword around violently, and the powerful force was like a surging, overwhelming wave. With Tang Lan as the center, it spread out madly in all directions Wherever it went, the air was squeezed by this force and made a sharp explosion sound. The powerful force hit the evil ghost phantoms hard, shattering them one after another. Under the impact of this force, those evil ghost phantoms instantly turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated in the air, like clouds blown away by a strong wind. Ghost Shadow Douluo was suppressed by Tang Lan's powerful attack like a storm. Every moment seems to be in deep water and fire. There was hardly any chance to breathe and we could only hold on with all our might. At this moment, Ghost Shadow Douluo's heart was filled with fear and unwillingness. He could never have imagined that he, a dignified Ghost Shadow Douluo, would be forced into such a desperate situation by such a young junior. "How could I lose to this brat? I am the famous Ghost Shadow Douluo!" He screamed madly in his heart, but the reality was extremely cruel. Each of Tang Lan's attacks hit his defense like a sledgehammer, causing his confidence to crumble bit by bit. "Am I going to die here today? No, I won't accept that!" Cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead, and his eyes revealed despair and struggle. He tried to find the flaw in Tang Lan's attack, but Tang Lan's moves were as smooth as flowing water, with no flaws to be found. "What is the origin of this kid? Why does he have such terrifying strength?" Ghost Shadow Douluo was filled with doubts and regrets, "If I had known he was so powerful, I shouldn't have rashly become his enemy." But it was too late to regret now. He could only grit his teeth and use his last bit of strength to resist Tang Lan's attack, hoping for a miracle to happen. When Xingchen Douluo and Guijian Douluo saw this scene, they were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped to the ground. Their mouths were open wide enough to fit a fist. Xingchen Douluo widened his already large eyes, almost as if they were about to pop out of their sockets, and said in disbelief:

"How is this possible? Ghost Shadow Douluo is a strong man among us, but he is so vulnerable in front of this brat!" "This is simply unbelievable, as if it were an absurd nightmare!" Ghost Scythe Douluo was filled with fear, his body shaking uncontrollably. The voice trembled like leaves falling in the wind. (End of this chapter)