Martial soul possession!

Almost at the same time, Yang Dong and Qiandaoliu opened a certain distance, and their bodies changed slightly because of the martial spirits.

Yang Dong's left arm turned into a ghost hand, and the nine soul rings of two yellow, two purple, and five black were quietly set on the ghost hand martial spirit, and the fifth soul skill, the afterimage was activated!

A black shadow rose from the soul ring, enveloping Yang Dong in it, and with the magic knife thousand blades in his hand, at this moment, Yang Dong seemed to be an apostle from hell.

On the other side, the Thousand Streams bloomed with brilliant light, and three pairs of holy wings extended from his back, burning the sacred fire of the sun under the illumination of the sun.

Yellow, purple, black, black, black, red!

The same nine soul rings rose from under his feet, but unlike Yang Dong, the ninth soul ring of Qiandaoliu was a 100,000-year blood-red soul ring!

"100,000 Year Soul Ring!"

At this moment, almost everyone's eyes fell on the blood-red soul ring of Qiandaoliu, the blood red represents 100,000 years, many people have only heard of the legend of the 100,000-year soul ring, and even more regarded the 100,000-year soul ring as a joke.

But now, Qiandaoliu's blood-red soul ring is clearly telling them that the 100,000-year soul ring exists.

"It's really not a loss to Lord Qiandaoliu, originally his strength had to crush Ghost God Douluo, and now he still has a 100,000-year soul skill, and this 100,000-year soul ring has already killed this competition in advance."

The people on the ground stared at the blood-red soul ring with fiery eyes, and there was a lot of discussion.

"It's really amazing, you have the strength of Super Douluo at a young age!"

Qiandaoliu almost transformed into a six-winged archangel, holding the angel's exclusive weapon, the Divine Sword, and looked at Yang Dong not far away with admiration.

Such a young Super Douluo is really powerful, thinking that when he and Tang Chen were at Yang Dong's age, compared to this Yang Dong in front of them, they were a little far behind.

But it's nothing, Super Douluo is much stronger than ordinary Douluo, but in front of him, it's no different from an ordinary Titled Douluo!

"If you are given a few decades, maybe the Douluo Continent will usher in your world. It's a pity that you offended me, so I can only strangle you as a genius with my own hands. ”

As Qiandaoliu spoke, the divine sword in his hand ignited the divine fire, and a huge angelic phantom rose from behind him.

"God says, 'You are guilty!' Angel Judgment! ”

Qiandaoliu's eyes turned into a brilliant golden color, and the surging power was vented from his body, and the angel phantom behind him gradually condensed.

Poof!

Click.

As the angel's phantom condensed, dense cracks appeared in the space above the sky, and a giant sword seemed to be slow, but in fact it slashed down at Yang Dong's position very quickly.

"Amazing, it's really not an Angel Douluo."

Yang Dong said in admiration, his whole body tensed, and the magic knife thousand blades in his hand made a longing soft sound.

"Since they all use swords, I'll use the same move I used to solve Chihiro's illness to meet you!"

"Extreme Ghost Swordsmanship-Storm Style!"

Yang Dong sent out an indestructible sword intent from his body, soaring straight into the sky!

Even some spectators who were not strong enough on the ground, under this sword intent, some scars appeared on their bodies, and the trees under Yang Dong's feet instantly turned into nothing.

There were twelve swords on the ground with sword intent that were there, waiting for the call of their masters.

And the same is true above the sky.

A total of twenty-four long sword bearers, the surging sword intent turned into a sword domain.

The giant sword of the angel phantom fell into the realm of the sword domain, and the power of the two parties was like boiling hot oil, detonating the moment it touched the other party.

Bang!

Thundered!

Everyone watching the battle subconsciously held their breath at this moment, and their eyes stayed motionless on the huge angel phantom, such an attack power really deserves to be Angel Douluo!

"It's kind of interesting."

Qiandaoliu's gaze fell on the sword domain that was blocking the angel's front, and the sword intent still surprised him.

But that's about it.

He took a deep breath, the divine fire on his body became hotter as he breathed, and he gripped the divine sword in one hand and swept it out at a seemingly slow speed.

"Solar Storm!"

The angel god is a god bathed in the sun, and where there is a sun, the combat power of the angel god can be much higher.

As the spokesperson of the Angel God in the Douluo Continent, Qiandaoliu has taken a big step on the road to becoming a god.

If Extreme Douluo is divided into three levels: quasi-demigod, demigod, and pseudo-god, the original Qiandaoliu already has the strength of a demigod, and after transferring half of the divine factor to Qianhiro's body, his strength has dropped to the level of a quasi-demigod.

But even so, his hard power is too much stronger than Yang Dong.

The entire sky turned golden under the sword of a thousand streams, and the scorching energy of the sun wrapped itself around the huge angelic phantom, as if adding a battle armor to it.

The white angel burst into flames, and the face that should not have been clear gradually became clear in front of Yang Dong's eyes.

"God says you are guilty!"

A cold voice spat out of the angel's mouth, and a pair of golden wings inexplicably reappeared behind it.

Chop!

This divine fire from the angels was overwhelming, and Yang Dong shot away.

Heart-pounding waves swept across the Moonfall Forest.

"Octaphim Angel!"

Yang Dong's face became gloomy, the eight-winged angel belonged to the third-level gods, but fortunately, the angel in front of him could not exert his true strength.

However, it can be seen from this that the attack power of this blow of Qiandaoliu has.

"Come on, see how good you really are!"

The twenty-four long swords were all pulled out under Yang Dong's control, turning into a giant sword, and the sharp sword qi cut through the space, and finally collided with the giant sword of the angel phantom.

Thundered! Thundered!

Thunder resounded from the sky.

The huge energy wantonly extinguished everything around him, and in such an energy center, even an ordinary Titled Douluo had to die in the first place.

"Who won?"

Many people on the ground swallowed their saliva and asked with some hesitation.

The ten Titled Douluo of the Martial Spirit Hall did not speak, and a pair of eyes were firmly fixed on the center of the battlefield.

They really didn't expect that this person known as Ghost God Douluo would be able to confront the Thousand Daoliu Lord who was going all out.

It's a bit of a weirdness.