The surging golden light began to render the entire Angel Temple, and all the divine patterns engraved in the temple seemed to come to life.

Under the interplay of the two, the entire Angel Temple was already filled with dazzling golden light.

Seeing this, Qiandaoliu smiled, his eyes were full of scorching light, and he said excitedly: "Grandpa Gaozu, you ......"

"Hmm!"

Qianzhong Ling bowed slightly, and in the middle of his steps, he came to the dark angel statue.

"Grandpa Gao, if you feel that your life force has passed too much, ......"

Qiandaoliu said cautiously.

"Shut up, if I can't do it, can you still do it?"

Qianzhongling glared at Qiandaoliu, and then leaned out with one hand and pressed directly on the angel statue.

Bang!!!

Intense golden flames suddenly rose from Qianzhongling's body and poured towards the angel idol.

In an instant, the golden light in the entire Angel Temple became even more dazzling.

And the gray angel statue was frantically absorbing the energy that burst out from the golden flames.

And, as the more energy absorbed, the whole statue gradually became bright and dazzling, as if it was slowly coming to life.

This golden flame is not an ordinary flame, its fuel is soul power and life force!

This is called sacrifice!

In order to open up the path to the succession of the gods, sacrifices are inevitable.

Originally, this sacrifice was supposed to let Qiandaoliu and let the great offering of this angel god be carried out.

It's a pity that Qiandaoliu is too weak, and if he makes sacrifices, he will definitely die.

Therefore, for the sake of family happiness, Qian Chongling can only replace Qiandaoliu and put on his own armor to go into battle.

At the same time, Qiandaoliu and Qianrenxue, the pair of grandfathers and grandchildren also looked at Qianzhongling with a nervous face.

After all, if something really happened to their own ancestors, then they really didn't have the shame to see the ancestors under the Nine Springs.

"What do you see, isn't it just that the vitality of a peerless Douluo has been sucked away, what else can you do?"

Qian Chongling glanced at the two of them a little speechlessly, and took out a bottle of green plum wine from the soul guide and drank it slowly.

The other hand, still pressed on the angel statue, was burning with golden flames, and he looked as steady as Mount Tai.

What is the situation of the sacrifice, Qianrenxue and Qiandaoliu naturally know clearly.

Therefore, when they saw that Qian Chongling could still drink leisurely, they were immediately relieved.

"The speed of this absorption is a bit slow, and it will take at least ten minutes to complete the sacrifice...... Simply, add fuel to the fire!! ”

Qian Chongling smiled faintly and said.

As soon as the words fell, the green plum wine in his hand suddenly flew high, and Qianzhongling's palm flipped over, and a golden flame appeared in his palm again, and then pressed it on the angel statue.

Thundered!

The next moment, dazzling golden light erupted, and the entire Angel Temple seemed to turn into a brilliant ball of golden light.

The golden ball of light like the sun, the brilliant light illuminated the darkness of the night, and also shrouded the figures of the three of them.

Qianrenxue and Qiandaoliu both closed their eyes, not daring to look at the dazzling light.

"Alright, that's it!"

Hearing Qianzhongling's voice, Qiandaoliu and Qianyue suddenly opened their eyes.

Qian Chongling's appearance still hadn't changed in any way, as if the vitality of a peerless Douluo had passed, and it didn't have any effect on him.

If there is a change, it is Qianzhongling's hair.

In Qianzhongling's pitch-black hair, a bundle of white hair appeared, still in the black hair on the forehead.

The whole person not only does not look old, but adds a trace of evil temperament, quite a bit of domineering president's demeanor.

"Ancestor, why have you become more handsome?"

Qian Lingxue's eyes lit up, and she wanted to raise her right hand and reach out to touch Qian Chongling's white hair.

It's just that she forgot her right hand, and now it's still pressed on the Angel's Holy Sword.

Suddenly, her hand was moved from the gem on the hilt to the hilt by a strange suction.

Sonorous!!!

The angel holy sword was pulled up by Qianyue in this way.

In the next second, the divine patterns in the entire Angel Temple were lit up with a strong golden flame.

Qian Lingxue only felt that her body shook and had changed positions, and the angel statue, which had turned into gold, suddenly opened her arms and hugged her body tightly.

Immediately after, Qianyue felt as if something had merged into her body.

The flame pattern on her forehead flashed with dazzling light, and the huge energy kept rising.

"Heaven-Messenger-Descending-Coming!!"

The majestic voice appeared in Qianyue's heart.

At the same time, the golden light that enveloped the entire temple slowly converged inward.

In that dazzling golden light, the angel statue had disappeared, and only Qian Renxue was left.

The six golden wings on her back were fully extended, and they closed forward to envelop their bodies.

Qian Lingxue's eyes were closed, her long golden hair fluttered in the wind, and the angelic holy sword in her hand bloomed with a strong golden light.

Starting from the tip of the sword, the feather-like pattern began to spread downward, spreading on the top of the sword, and gradually spreading to Qianrenxue.

At this moment, Qian Lingxue only felt that her whole body was as if there were thousands of ants gnawing.

A painful and numb feeling was like a tidal wave, coming one after another, making her a little painful.

I want to shout, but I can't make a sound, I want to scratch, but I can't move.

This kind of pain that she has never experienced before has made Qianrenxue's mental state gradually decline, but she can still support it.

"Fear is the first of all enemies, further widen the sea and the sky, and take a step back from the abyss!"

Suddenly, a domineering and clear voice seemed to appear from Qian Renxue's mind.

This voice, as if there is a kind of magic, makes her subconsciously carry out the words of this voice.

There is no doubt that this is the voice of Qianzhongling!

"Ancestor, grandfather, father...... I will definitely succeed, you can rest assured! ”

In the Angel Temple, Qian Lingxue's body was trembling violently, and every time she trembled, the golden lines on her body would become a little stronger.

Her body, too, was slowly changing in the golden divine pattern and golden light flame.

To put it simply, it's about getting younger and getting in better shape......

Of course, all this change is carried out in a package of six wings, without the risk of going out.

At this time, the flame god pattern on Qianrenxue's forehead had quietly changed, turning into a miniature version of the Seraphim.

Immediately after, five strange golden soul bones emerged from her body.

There is a vague connection between these five golden soul bones, as if they are calling for something.

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