A thousand streams!

More than 100 years ago, a peerless genius was born!

Born by the favor of angels, inheriting the angel martial spirit, he was once known as a once-in-a-lifetime figure, he spanned three eras, and Tang Chen, Bo Saixi and called the three invincible!

There are only two defeats in a lifetime!

Defeat the power of Haotian Douluo Tang Chen on Haotian Peak!

Defeat the momentum of Poseidon Island and Shanghai God Douluo Bo Saixi for the second time!

In the end, he only fell to the title of invincible in the sky!

But!

This does not prevent him from dazzling for a lifetime!

So far, he has been silent for nearly twenty years, because Tang Chen has disappeared and Bo Saixi has not left Poseidon Island!

But!

Just now!

Qiandaoliu was still silent in the Hall of Elders, hovering in front of the huge statue of Seraphim made of pure gold!

Heaven and earth froze in an instant!

Before he could even really burst into power, the entire papal palace collapsed, along with the faith he had held all his life.

In an instant, it was annihilated, and there was a ruin in front of me!

When I gazed again, there was only one red gold divine sword in the sky!

Under the Excalibur, there is the sluggish Pope Bibi Dong!

When his voice really fell, the red gold divine sword that crossed the long sky suddenly dissipated, revealing the white-robed robe on the void, it was an extremely young man, he stood on the void with his hands in his hands, his eyes lowered, as calm as an old monk.

The rhythmic soul ring on Chen Qiye's body had already dissipated, but when that blush fell into the eyes of Qiandaoliu, what a stormy wave beat his heart!

The Nine Rings are red!

Peerless Douluo!

This instant!

Qiandaoliu was in a trance in front of him!

That white-clothed young man was like Haotian Douluo Tang Chen on Haotian Peak back then!

No!

Tang Chen is not as good as him!

Even the strongest fighter Bo Saixi is not as good as him!

Under the sky, this person must be the first strongest, and there will be no other!

Qiandaoliu seemed to feel a transcendent battle intent soaring, because at his level, it was the greatest blessing to be able to fight with an opponent who was stronger than himself!

The strongest should go up to the sky against the war, and would rather shed blood for a long time than be willing to wither the lonely years!

What's more, thousands of streams span a hundred years, and they are not weaker than anyone in their lives!

Thoughts!

A thousand flows and the same steps step into the void!

One step at a time!

Ascend to the sky!

As he stepped forward, one after another soul rings slowly rose from the feet of Qiandaoliu, the speed at which the soul rings rose was not fast, but with the appearance of each soul ring, the space around Qiandaoliu began to distort, and Qiandaoliu's whole person became more and more dignified.

There were ripple lines rippling along the void he stepped on, and then the waves shone out with golden light, centered on a thousand streams, as if forming a magnetic field.

Nine steps later, nine soul rings rose in rhythm!

Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Black! Red!

The brilliance is full of circulation, which is completely different from the prestige created by other Title Douluo.

He gives people a very strange feeling, tall and thin, not strong, under a plain gray robe, there is no taste of Yonghua, but when he stands on the void, it is like an angel descending to the world, giving people a feeling of worship.

The most bizarre thing is that he obviously has an angel phantom behind him and a nine-ring rhythm on his body, but he can't feel a trace of soul power fluctuations on his body!

It was as if he was one with the heavens and the earth.

"It's him! He's still alive......" Tang Hao let out a voice of almost disbelief, because the Thousand Daoliu above the void looked like he was only in his thirties, and in terms of appearance alone, he was even younger than Tang Hao!

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and the horror in their eyes had not really faded!

"Who is he?"

Countless people's hearts are filled with strong doubts!

"He's not dead! The invincible Angel Douluo Qiandaoliu in the sky! ”

Two balls of essence suddenly erupted in Kendo Chenxin's eyes, and the essence shone like a flame! Qiandaoliu was the last person his father to challenge in the Extreme Realm!

After his voice fell!

Like a thunderbolt roaring in everyone's minds! This is the real invincible powerhouse in the Martial Spirit Palace, and even Qiandaoliu alone is enough to compare to the Seven Peak Douluo, and even more powerful, because he is a real demigod.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on Chen Qiye, who was still standing in the void with his hands down, his eyes lowered, and there was no sadness or joy on his face.

It forms a natural comparison with Qiandaoliu.

If Qiandaoliu's aura is to give people an impulse to worship, then Chen Qiye at this moment is terrifying.

Chen Qiye raised his gaze slightly, glancing at the gray-clothed man who was opposite to the void.

The aura on Qiandaoliu's body was the most powerful one Chen Qiye had seen since he came to the Douluo Continent.

That kind of soul power that is fused with heaven and earth to the point of mellowness and flawlessness, there is a faint illusion of shaking the rules, and there is almost no flaw and loophole.

And in his gaze, the spiritual power that resembles a vast ocean is surging, vast and vast, even making Chen Qiye think that this is a real angel.

"Why? Your Excellency is already a peerless person, why do you want to commit this killing! The sound of a thousand streams sounded, like the sound of Bodhi, giving people a sense of calm and tranquility, and the voice was raised, and the person who heard it seemed to have three points of peace in his heart, and woke up from the shock.

The Martial Soul Hall is really miserable in casualties, and since the Martial Soul Hall was established, I am afraid that it has never encountered such a tragic incident.

After a sword came, under the shadow of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword, it can be said that nothing is not cut, no matter whether you are a Title Douluo or a Peak Douluo, under the shadow of the sword, there is no difference from the brittle wax paper, if it is not for Chen Qiye's last hand, even Bibi Dong, who has a twin martial soul, will not be spared.

"If I wasn't a peerless person, should I be killed by the Martial Spirit Palace?" Chen Qiye raised his gaze, and a faint voice came out. Chen Qiye didn't take the lead from beginning to end, today it was the Wuhun Hall that set up a killing game, you are going to kill and take your life, can you blame others for fighting back?

"That's it!"

Qiandao laughed suddenly: "Just let my half-crippled body comprehend the peerless power of His Excellency!" ”

The conversation fell.

I saw that the soul ring on Qiandaoliu's body was condensed, and the real Seraphim phantom appeared!

Martial soul real body!

Seraphim!

The light swayed in an instant, like the light of the rising sun bathing on the earth, and the soul masters illuminated by this light couldn't help but kneel down and worship!

Under the title Douluo!

There is no ability to resist!

And at this moment, Bibi Dong finally woke up in this shroud of light, her face was as white as paper, how could there be the wind and clouds of the past, when she raised her gaze, what was reflected in her pupils was the red gold divine sword that shined all over the sky!

And then!

It was an indifferent voice: "Qiandaoliu, you are indeed qualified to take my sword!" ”