What surprised Xiao Yan a little was that the Martial Spirit Palace's Titled Douluo had been defeated so far, but Bibi Dong's face did not change, but he said with a smile: "You win Qiandaoliu first." ”

“？” Xiao Yan was surprised, and only felt a powerful momentum coming from behind.

Xiao Yan looked back suddenly, but saw that Martial Spirit City suddenly burst out with a dazzling golden light that rushed straight into the body of the Thousand Dao Streams.

The wound that had been pierced by the sword qi recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye under the light of this golden light.

This golden light carried a touch of divine aura, and Qiandaoliu seemed to have really become an angelic god.

Not only that, Qiandaoliu's strength is also improving rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he feels a pressure, and this improvement is still continuing, I am afraid that it will not be long before he can surpass his imagination.

"What's going on?" Xiao Yan asked Bibi Dong in a deep voice.

Bibi Dong chuckled, clasped his hands in front of him, and looked like watching a play: "You don't know this? In vain, you have cultivated such strength! ”

Xiao Yan showed no mercy, raised his sword and pointed at Bibi Dong: "If you know, say it quickly, don't think that Qiandaoliu is promoted, I can't do anything about you." Even if Qiandaoliu is stronger, I can kill you before his momentum stabilizes. ”

"You!" Bibi Dongqi's soul guide trembled slightly, this Xiao Yan was really arrogant, and no one dared to ignore her like this.

Ignoring her status, ignoring her strength, and even ignoring her appearance......

She, the Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace, in Xiao Yan's eyes, was like an ant that could be crushed to death at will.

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, calmed down and said, "For your sake, I'll tell you." The reason why Qiandaoliu has been staying in Wuhun City is because he is the high priest of the Angel God, and his most important duty is to be responsible for the inheritance of the Angel God.

Although his strength has been raised to level ninety-nine, and even when he encounters difficulties, he can borrow the power of the angel god to temporarily exert his god-level strength, but it is difficult for him to advance, and he can only be ninety-nine for life. ”

"Angel God? Is there really a god in this world?! Although Xiao Yan had guessed the existence of a more powerful soul master and the existence of an angel god, he didn't expect that he would stay in the Martial Soul City of this soul master holy land all the time.

Xiao Yan's dazed appearance made Bibi Dong a little surprised, Xiao Yan's strength was so strong that it was not because he got the inheritance of the gods, how did he cultivate his strength?

"Xiao Yan, you are indeed very strong, but you should never do it in Wuhun City. Although Qiandaoliu was able to use the divine power of the Angel God, he couldn't leave Wuhun City too far. He has insisted on the inheritance of the angel god position all his life, how could he let himself have an accident? You threatened his divine legacy, and today, you are dead. ”

Xiao Yan laughed: "Bibi Dong, are you so sure?" This Qiandaoliu has a backhand, do you think this is all my strength? If I didn't have some hole cards, how could I come to this Martial Spirit Hall alone? ”

Bibi Dong's heart trembled suddenly, yes, Xiao Yan has been calm and calm since the beginning of the battle, even if he is facing the ninety-ninth level Qiandaoliu, he has not seen the slightest panic, does he still have stronger skills?

If a person can burst out with a power comparable to that of a god, then wouldn't it be too ridiculous for her to endure thousands of tortures for so many years and accept the Rakshasa inheritance?

"What Bibi Dong said is naturally right, if you provoke the Martial Spirit Palace, you should have thought of this end a long time ago." A magnificent voice came, and a thousand streams flew into the air again.

With the blessing of the angelic divine power, the golden angelic realm was filled around the Qiandaoliu, and the terrifying viscous golden light was like an entity. And the robe on his body was replaced by a set of gorgeous armor.

This golden armor was like half of the body proportions of Qiandaoliu, enveloping its entire person, and the imprint of a cherub appeared on its forehead, and in the center of the ring, a cherub-like gem shone brightly.

The feather-like pattern spread in every part of the armor, and the six wings behind it had completely turned into brilliant and transparent gold, and in the slight vibration, circles of golden ripples continued to spread out around Qiandaoliu's body, and the gauntlet of the angel sword in his hand that had completely turned golden unfolded, like a pair of angel wings, and a huge golden flame permeated every part of Qiandaoliu's body.

The God of Angels has the two attributes of Divine and Flame, and can even absorb and use the power of the sun, but because of the limitations of the gods, the God of Angels can borrow a small part of the power of the true fire of the sun, but this is enough to make the God of Angels reach the strongest state under the sun.

"Qiandaoliu, it seems that you have become stronger, which is interesting." Xiao Yan said lightly, but the light in his eyes flickered, and he held the Peerless Sword in his hand.

This thousand streams were illuminated by that golden light, and it was simply reborn, and its strength was improved by more than one level.

In this battle, it is difficult to say who will lose and who will win.

"It's really interesting, I don't know how many people I have killed in my life, and it's the first time I've killed a genius like you." Qiandaoliu made a heart-warming movement with both hands, "Divine Technique: Angel Holy Sword." ”

A huge phantom appeared behind Qiandaoliu, followed by an angelic holy sword that was a hundred meters long, burning with raging golden flames, and with such a huge volume, it actually made a rising momentum in mid-air.

"Sword Ten, Heavenly Burial!" Thousands of streams use fire, and Xiao Yan uses ice, emitting ice sword qi with extremely cold internal force. Moreover, Xiao Yanjian recruited freely, and was much more skilled than Qiandaoliu, who occasionally mobilized divine power.

The peerless sword moves quickly condensed, and the infinite sword qi also condensed into a crystal blue giant sword, and the cold qi made the golden sky return a little blue.

The two giant swords of Extreme Ice and Holy Flame collided, and the two incompromising forces suddenly caused the space to stir, as if a Dao rift had appeared.

There was a loud bang, after all, the manpower was slightly poor, and Xiao Yan's sword qi was shattered.

Qiandaoliu pulled back a city, and suddenly the momentum rose again, and the heart, which was still a little shadow just now, suddenly recovered again and became the great worship of the Martial Spirit Hall that dominated the world.

"With your strength, you should be able to feel how big the gap between you and me is now. No matter how strong your hole cards are, in the face of a god, you are an ant after all. ”

The angel sword in his hand was slowly raised, and the two wings at the gauntlet released a thousand rays of light, and suddenly, he could clearly see countless golden flying images of the sword condensed that day.

A strange scene appeared, except for the location of Qiandaoliu, the surrounding light became dimmed, and the sun's light actually stopped at this moment, just shining on her angelic holy sword, and the terrifying power of the sun rose instantly, making Qiandaoliu's whole body covered with a layer of reddish-gold brilliance.

One can imagine how terrifying this thunderous blow of the angel god, with the help of the power of the sun god, will be.

Temporarily put away the Wushuang Sword, Xiao Yan used the palm technique: "Pure Yang goes left, Waterfall goes right, Yin moves Yang, Yang moves Yin, Yin and Yang merge, attack the earth and the sky!" ”

"This skill?!" Bibi Dong is a little familiar, but it's a little different.

The internal force of the whole body was vented like a tide, and in an instant, the left half of Xiao Yan's body showed a dark yellow light, and the right half of his body flashed with blue light, and the two extreme internal forces exerted a new limit for a while.

Under the crazy outpouring of internal force, two different-colored thunderbolts between Xiao Yan's palms surged to the sky.

The two aura-like palm forces fused into the Bagua Taiji image, carrying infinite power and bursting out, and suddenly the surrounding air was oppressed and bursting, and the attack speed was even higher than that of a thousand streams.

At the moment when Xiao Yan's palm technique was urging out, in mid-air, the angelic holy sword that condensed the power of the sun was also activated.

The crimson golden blade seemed to plow the entire earth, and the moment the crimson golden light collided with the ground, there was no sound, but the entire earth was cut a huge opening, the air was completely distorted, and countless mud, sand, and stones melted in the terrifying power of the sun.

This blow is another divine skill, called the Sun Holy Sword. It is a power peculiar to the God of Angels. The power is stronger than the explosive power.

The collision of two even more terrifying forces suddenly caused the heavens and the earth to change color, the earth shook, and with a bang, most of the thick walls of Wuhun City collapsed.

Since there is no good weapon blessing, if you talk about attack power alone, the power of striking the earth and the sky is even higher than that of Sword Eleven.

The Sun Holy Sword exploded completely, and the terrifying Sun True Fire burned the terrifying palm power that fused towards Yin and Yang with a scorching force.

In Xiao Yan's palm power, there is a combination of yin and softness, there is a yin in the yang, and there is a yang in the yin, and the attack of Qiandaoliu with the power of the pure sun is difficult to show its true power.

For a while, this Sun Holy Sword was not only consumed by the power of femininity, but it was difficult for his own Sun Power to take advantage, but the divine power was too powerful, and it was not comparable to Xiao Yan for the time being.

Seeing the power of this god-level again, Bibi Dong was also embarrassed, the strength of this god-level is too strong, far from being comparable to Titled Douluo, even if it is a ninety-nine-level Titled Douluo.

It sounded in mid-air like thunder, and a golden sun suddenly appeared in the sky, rapidly expanding, and the aftermath of this terrifying energy was instantly cathartic for thousands of miles.

Bibi Dong transported ten percent of his soul power, and he was very far away from the battlefield, and he also felt a little hot and dry in his body, looking at the air covered by golden light, he was a little embarrassed for a while.

Xiao Yan's strength and talent are rare in the world, maybe he has some secrets, it's a pity to die like this.

Fortunately, there is still Yunlan Academy, I don't know if Xiao Yan has any backup information in Yunlan Academy.

"Close!" Suddenly, Xiao Yan's voice came from the golden light, and at the same time, a black dot that seemed to swallow all the light appeared.

At the moment when this black dot appeared, the terrifying devouring power burst out, and all the golden light rushed towards the black dot, so fast that the two of them were dumbfounded.

"This Xiao Yan must not stay!" At one point, Qiandaoliu felt a touch of fear, even if he had now mobilized his divine power. The power of the Sun Holy Sword is extremely terrifying with the help of the power of the sun, even Xiao Yan has a skill that is not weak, but this energy residual power is the true fire of the sun, and any physical object should be burned into nothingness, how can Xiao Yan still be alive?

No matter what, such a person must not stay, otherwise even if the angel god position is inherited, I am afraid that he will be blocked by this person in the future.

Bibi Dong was still a little lost and regretful in his heart just now, but when he saw that Xiao Yan was not dead at this time, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Suddenly, Bibi Dong felt that something was wrong, this Xiao Yan was so powerful, would Qiandaoliu not be an opponent?

"Transform!" The golden light all disappeared, revealing Xiao Yan's black-robed figure.

At this time, Xiao Yan was not having a good time, and he realized at this time that many things could not be done, and it was difficult to do, where was his fault.

Compared with the divine power, his internal force is still slightly inferior, not only has he not reached a new peak, but the quality of this internal force still has room to rise.

After all, his cultivation time was too short, only fifteen or sixteen years, and his exercises were sparse and ordinary. Compared with the divine power that Qiandaoliu has obviously accumulated for an unknown number of years, there is a lot of difference.

After a short fight, Xiao Yan also knew the power of this divine power, if the quality of his internal force had been cultivated to the level of divine power, condensing the soul ring and increasing the age of the soul ring, I am afraid it would have been achieved a long time ago.

Xiao Yan operated to refine the residual energy of this explosion, and the trick reappeared-

"Nine hundred in one gas!"

Absorbing the energy of the explosion and diffusion of the two moves, Xiao Yan fused his internal force again, and this move was the strongest one by one vaporizing nine hundred.

In the face of the extremely fast attack, Qiandaoliu didn't have the slightest other thought at this time.

The Angel Holy Sword came out of his hand and floated in front of Qiandaoliu, his lightning-like hands popped out, each dotting three times in front of him, and six golden points of light burst out with intense golden light in the air.

At the same time, a little golden light also shot out from the Thousand Daoliu Divine Costume and blended into it, and a golden six-pointed star gathered behind the Angel Holy Sword.

Suddenly, with Qiandaoliu as the center, everything around him became illusory, and the Angel Holy Sword was divided into six, and the six long swords crossed together, and then spun in an instant, condensing into a little cone-shaped golden energy. At the moment when all this was just completed, a burst of nine hundred shots arrived.

The huge roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the soul master of the entire Wuhun City, who was a little weaker, fainted to death in an instant, even the powerful ones felt as if their minds were sounding like thunder, and the pain was unbearable.

A light and crisp cracking sound sounded from mid-air, and Qiandaoliu looked at the broken god costume on his shoulder in disbelief, poofing a large mouthful of golden blood. If it weren't for the fact that he had divine power to support him, and he had used the strongest defensive moves, unloading most of the attack power, I am afraid that his entire body would have collapsed.

"Xiao Yan, you are indeed very strong, if you cultivate for another two years, even if I use this angelic divine power, it will be difficult for me not to be your opponent, but you are a human after all, after all, you are too young." The Angel Holy Sword in Qiandaoliu's hand was slowly raised, and his cold eyes looked at Xiao Yan, who was covered in blood.

(End of chapter)