The sky above the Wuhun Palace

The phantom of the six-winged angel behind Qiandaoliu appeared, his wings shook, his whole body emitted a pale golden light, and he entered a state of nothingness, and the phantom of the six-winged angel that appeared behind him quietly moved forward, and Qiandaoliu himself quickly fused with the phantom of the six-winged angel.

The whole person, including skin and hair, was rendered pure gold, and the clothes on his body were purified and disappeared in that gold, wrapped in dazzling golden flames, as if he had turned into a holy angel, and even the soul ring on his body was rendered golden at this moment.

The golden aura slowly rose, and then suddenly spread, bringing a dazzling halo in the air. Qiandaoliu went straight into it with a single knife, and the six wings behind him stretched out, flying towards Chen Xiaoming like a golden meteor.

The golden light that burst out instantly expanded at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it had already encompassed thousands of square meters in the air, and everything around it suddenly turned golden.

The realm of a thousand streams, the realm of angels!

Being in the angelic realm, Chen Xiaoming could feel strong pressure from all directions, and his senses seemed to be confined to a narrow range.

"Field? Who doesn't! ”

Silver light burst out from Chen Xiaoming's body, like a blazing sun, emitting a dazzling light, and the golden light angel realm of the thousand streams was instantly lined up, and the silver light continued to spread, almost instantly pressing the angel realm to within ten meters of the thousand streams.

Qiandaoliu's expression remained unchanged, even if the realm was suppressed, it was also indomitable, and the golden flame in the hand of the huge Seraphim Phantom was burning, and the flame seemed to be the fire of the sun, as soon as it appeared, it attracted the surrounding celestial phenomena.

Wisps of unique energy slowly merged into it, and as the flames jumped, a golden flame giant sword formed, shining with golden light and filled with a strong divine aura.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Chen Xiaoming's soul power surged in his body at the same time, the majestic soul power exploded, and the martial soul that had not been used finally appeared, and the nine blood-colored 100,000-year-old soul rings under his feet were rhythmic, emitting a blazing red light.

As soon as the martial soul moved, the blood-colored 100,000-year seventh soul ring shone brightly and flew into the Aoki Tree martial soul.

A huge Aoki tree phantom appeared behind Chen Xiaoming,

The fifteen-meter-tall green tree swayed in the wind, and the blue trunk was shrouded in a faint silver light, and the branches were engraved with red lines little by little.

The light shrouded Chen Xiaoming, and in an instant, Chen Xiaoming seemed to be integrated with the aoki tree behind him, the surrounding space trembled slightly, silver light emanated from Chen Xiaoming's body, and the figure of the entire aoki tree loomed, as if this space did not exist.

An illusory figure appeared behind the Aoki tree, the figure was exactly the same as Chen Xiaoming, but it was a little taller, surrounded by silver light, a long silver hair fell behind him, but there were thousands of changes in his eyes, and silver streamers flickered, as if the space was broken, flashing with strange light.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom."

A loud bang came, and the seraphim behind the thousand streams that floated in the air shone brightly, and the six wings flew out for a while, the scorching golden light flashed, and the wings turned into golden flames in an instant, and the flames rose, forming a flame giant sword.

The flame giant sword was exactly the same as the giant sword in the hand of the seraphim, Qiandaoliu raised it slightly, the golden light was released, and the six golden flame giant swords behind the seraphim also flew out, and the endless sun fire erupted, heading towards the giant sword in the angel's hand.

The continuous fusion of the sun fire, the light of the golden flame giant sword condensed, and in an instant, it turned into a hundred meters in size, and the whole body was composed of the fire of the sun, and the temperature around the entire martial spirit hall instantly reached a terrifying level.

The golden dragon composed of Flender and the master resisted with all their might, and only barely held on.

Poison Douluo and the others not far away all used their martial soul true bodies to block the residual power of the Sun Fire.

The space realm that Chen Xiaoming spread out had a trace of fluctuating ripples under the fluctuations of the sun's fire.

Chen Xiaoming, who was in the green wood tree, saw it, and the fighting spirit in his eyes also burned, Qiandaoliu wanted to win or lose with one move, then he Chen Xiaoming would accompany him to the end.

The huge phantom behind the Aoki tree beckoned slightly, and a thick branch in the body of the Aoki tree extended out, and nine red halos were entangled, engraved on the branches, a silver light flashed, and then the cyan branches flashed with silver light.

"Smack."

Chen Xiaoming's phantom held it with one hand, and waved his hand violently The silver light and the phantom fused, and in an instant, both Chen Xiaoming's phantom and the wooden stick in his hand skyrocketed, but in the blink of an eye, it skyrocketed to a height of more than thirty meters.

"Angel Holy Sword!"

The six winged flame giant sword fused, and the huge six-winged angel behind Qiandaoliu slashed out with a sword, the terrifying power made the surrounding space violently turbulent, the giant sword slashed through the space, black cracks appeared, and the terrifying power made the ground collapse, within a radius of a thousand meters, the soul saint who could have held on, and Contra Douluo all fainted unwillingly.

Condensed with the blow of the sun's fire, the golden light shone brightly, like a big sun coming, Chen Xiaoming's eyes seemed to see the sun in the sky falling, about to smash in front of him.

"Go."

To put it concisely, Chen Xiaoming didn't talk too much nonsense, the phantom of more than thirty meters waved at the golden flame giant sword about 100 meters away, and the silver wooden stick in Chen Xiaoming's hand.

The silver light shone brightly, and the nine blood-colored soul rings on it were entangled, and the soul rings kept getting bigger and bigger, and the wooden stick, which was originally only more than thirty meters, continued to expand, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a hundred meters of laughter, and it was about ten meters thick.

Nine blood-colored soul rings flew towards the two ends of the green wood stick, instantly blending into the green wood stick, silver light, and red light intertwined at this moment.

The swinging green wooden stick was wrapped in unimaginable force and greeted it, surrounded by a black spatial glow.

"Boom."

The flame giant sword and the Aoki stick collided together, and the huge power of the sun fire exploded, and the terrifying power continued to suppress the attack of the green wood stick, and the sun fire spread.

There was a hint of joy in Qiandaoliu's eyes, but he was stunned in an instant.

"Click, click, click........"

A sound of shattering came from the flame giant sword, and a crack actually appeared in the sword with condensed energy, and Qiandaoliu looked at Chen Xiaoming, and saw that he smiled faintly at this moment.

The huge Chen Xiaoming Phantom Right Hand moved slightly, and the silver light on the green wooden stick erupted, and the spreading sun fire was swept back in an instant, and the silver light shrouded the flame giant sword in the blink of an eye.

The power of the green wood stick exploded, and with a sudden smash, the golden light was shattered, and the flame giant sword was smashed upside down and flew away.

The cracks could no longer hold on, and they burst directly in mid-air, and a little bit of flame light spilled out of mid-air.

The power of the Aoki stick was undiminished, and he directly swept the phantom of the Seraphim behind Qiandaoliu with a stick.

The Seraphim used the golden light to resist, but it broke when it was touched, and a stick swept on the angel's phantom, directly shattering it.

"Poof."

The golden light shattered, and the figure of Qiandaoliu appeared in mid-air, and when the figure flew upside down, in the middle of the blood, his own breath fell to the extreme.

Seeing this, the huge Chen Xiaoming phantom shook his head and sighed softly.

"Alas, before I could contribute, you fell!"