A rich golden light spread from the Angel Martial Spirit, enveloping a radius of thousands of meters, bringing everyone in this area into it.

Tang San and Haotian Sect, the two powerhouses, were oppressed by a powerful and divine aura, and they suddenly felt that they were in a distorted space.

The strength was suppressed, everything around him became a little illusory, and he was confined to a space with a diameter of five meters, and the soul power in his body was rapidly dissolving.

Not only that, but there were also four golden rays of light that entered the bodies of the ghost leopards, and the aura on the ghosts leopards became stronger.

The Angel Realm is like the Killing God Realm, which can both support teammates and suppress opponents.

The already one-sided battle between the two Haotian Sect powerhouses was once again worse, blood was spilled, flesh and blood were flying, and the whole body was covered in blood.

"Huh!"

The demon bear and the ghost leopard made another move, leaving a deep wound on the body of Haotian Sect and the two of them.

"Ahh

After the two screamed again, they went crazy and brandished the Haotian Hammer, wanting to drag a Titled Douluo of the Wuhun Hall to death desperately.

The other side.

Field! Feeling the dissolution of the soul power in his body, a look of horror flashed on Tang San's face, but he quickly calmed down and decided to fight against the water.

Xue Qinghe, even if you exert all your strength, what can you do if you confine me to such a small area? I can still move, and I can swing the Cloak Hammer when my soul power is dissolved.

Tang San closed his eyes and released his spiritual power, locking the maximum range of his spiritual power to be extended, guarding against Xue Qinghe's attack.

The Haotian Hammer in his hand kept swinging, stirring the angel realm and making it easier to make his body easier.

Forty hammers, the black light of the Haotian Hammer had already covered Tang San's whole body, isolating the surrounding angel realm without the influence of the angel realm, Tang San suddenly recovered his state, and the feeling of soul power melting was gone.

Just when Tang San was full of confidence that he would win, and then held Qian Ling Xue hostage and waited for Tang Hao to arrive, the divine prayer suddenly sounded, and dense golden flames lit up in the angelic realm.

The golden flames turned into a holy sword, floating above Tang San's head, the astonishing temperature made Tang San feel like he was in a sea of fire, and when he opened his eyes and looked at the dense flying swords in mid-air, his heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.

"Tang San, the mobility of the chaotic cloak you transformed is indeed worthy of praise, but the biggest weakness of this self-created soul technique is to move on the ground."

"Suffer death, Angel Realm, Extreme Fire."

"Self-created soul technique, Ten Thousand Swords Verdict!"

As soon as the words fell, 10,000 flying swords fell, killing Tang San.

"Tang San, you are not the protagonist here, and you don't have a wisdom reduction aura, no one will be stupid enough to wait for you to be tough after the cloak hammer method is completed."

"You dare to use this trick of the Dance of the Cloak against the soul master who has the angelic martial soul, even if you superimpose the ninety-nine eighty-one hammer, how can you catch up with and hit the little Xue'er flying in the sky by relying on the flying ability of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone."

"Such a move can only overwhelm the soul masters below the Title Douluo who can't fly at high speed."

"After this move, it's time for a new battle to begin." Bibi Han muttered, looking into the distance, the soul power was raised, and the Haotian Hammer Martial Spirit in his hand appeared.

"The guy who should have come is finally here."

Countless flying swords fell, and Tang San's Xuanyu hand was running to the extreme, stepping forward with his left foot, smashing the stacked 45 hammers heavily on the ground.

With a loud bang, the air wave sputtered in all directions, shaking thousands of flying swords away.

Tang San then condensed the six 10,000-year soul rings on his body, and the Haotian Hammer became the size of a water tank, turning into a shield to resist in front of him.

Bell.

The sound of metal collision continued to sound, the floor under Tang San's feet collapsed, his feet sank into the stone slab, and the green tendons all over his body burst out, frantically pouring the little soul power left into the Haotian Hammer and flicking the flying sword away.

Looking at the flying swords around Tang San, Qian Ling Xue snapped her fingers, "Explode!" ”

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Ten thousand flying swords burned again, and the flames exploded one after another.

The scene of the explosion of 10,000 bombs is absolutely spectacular, the crackling sound is non-stop, the fire is soaring, and this large scene also attracts the attention of the side.

The four Titled Douluo of the Martial Spirit Hall swallowed their saliva. Another freak, this combat power should be able to fight with Title Douluo.

The snake spear thorn dolphin was the most shocking, because the two of them knew very well that the young master was far from using his full strength.

The explosion dispersed, surrounded by broken walls and ruins, Tang San's figure was revealed, and the whole person could be described as extremely miserable.

His whole body was covered with bruises, like a bloody man, his hair was unkempt like a bird's nest, and he was half-kneeling on the ground.

The golden light in Qianyue's hand converged, condensing into a sword again.

"No way, I'm not going to lose, I'm definitely not going to lose." Tang San roared in his heart, "Tang Sect is a peerless school, one thousand and one nights." ”

Tang San's hands turned jade-colored, quickly wiped across his waist, and replaced his arms with his hands, carrying a cold light with every time he swept by. At this moment, no one could see how his arms and hands were moving. In an instant, he seemed to have a thousand arms, and both sides of his body were completely illusory of the arms.

Jingjing's brilliance swayed from Tang San's body, pointed, barbed, edged, bladed, curved, arc-shaped, tapered, needle-shaped. Countless hidden weapons scattered as if they had suddenly exploded from him.

or fly straight, or obliquely, or in an arc, or collide with each other. Almost at that moment, a dazzling flower seemed to bloom in front of Tang San, and the countless hidden weapons unfolded beautifully in the clanging collision, and the target of these hidden weapons was not only Qian Ling Xue but also the surrounding soul masters.

Seeing this, the sixth soul ring on Qian Lingxue's body instantly lit up, "Sixth soul skill, angel roars." ”

Taking a deep breath, Qian Lingxue suddenly exhaled, and an extremely sharp and loud long roar erupted from her mouth, and at that moment, a strong golden flame suddenly erupted from her eyes, exceeding a meter in length.

Angel Roar was originally half of the angel's soul power converted into a spiritual attack through a special transformation method, although the soul power was sealed, but the spiritual power was not affected at all, if Qian Ling Xue did this, her huge spiritual power no less than Super Douluo would immediately make the hundreds of soul masters around her die violently.

In order to prevent them from being overly harmed, Qianyue converted all her soul power into a sonic attack, shaking the surrounding space and scattering all the hidden weapons launched in the Thousand and One Nights.

Tang San was shocked by this sound wave, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that had succeeded in his plan, his eyes spewed out two purple rays of light again, and the last soul power was close to Qianyue Xue, and a cylindrical metal product that was only a foot long appeared on his hand—Peacock Feather. It was created by the divine craftsman Tang Hao and completed by Tang San.

Peacock Feather, covering an area of dozens of square meters, can spew out three hundred and sixty hidden weapons, with twelve kinds of hidden weapon needles, Tang San in order to make these hidden weapons hit Qian Ling Xue as much as possible, lifting the last soul power, stepping on the ghost shadow trail quickly approaching.

It is as exquisite as a peacock opening screen, brilliant and splendid, making people dizzy.

"Suffer death, Xue Qinghe, the third machine of the Tang Sect, the Peacock Ling."

Countless hidden weapons were launched at Qianrenxue, just when Tang San thought that Qianrenxue would be beaten into a sieve, six soul bones floated on the surface of Qianrenxue's body, and then turned into a set of incomparably gorgeous golden armor, the golden armor blocked all the hidden weapons of Peacock Ling, and even the ** needle that could break through the true body of the soul saint-level martial soul with the greatest damage failed to break through the defense of the soul bone armor.

After Bibi Dong obtained the soul bone armor, Qiandaoliu confirmed that the soul bone armor could grow to more than 100,000 years, so he agreed to Qian Renxue to absorb other soul bones.

After that, Qianyue was recognized by the soul beast souls and completed the possession of the angel armor.

As for the original angel six god costumes, they are still in the angel temple, waiting for Qianrenxue to open the angel divine examination, absorb the angel divine power in the soul bones, and use it as a tool for growth.

"What, what is this?"

Tang San half-knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, the set of attacks just now had completely exhausted his soul power, and now it was difficult to even stand up.

Looking at the armor that suddenly appeared on Qian Lingxue's body, his eyes were full of disbelief, he Tang Sect's three major machine bracket secret weapons, he couldn't break through the defense of this armor, Tang San felt that his faith had collapsed a little.

Since there was no Xiao Wu to sacrifice, Tang Sanba's spider spear was gone, so he didn't devour the human-faced demon spider to get the rudiments of the soul bone armor, so he didn't know what was in front of him.

Qian Lingxue, who was possessed by soul bone armor, was like a Valkyrie, holding a holy sword, looking at Tang San's eyes full of killing intent.

Facing the beautiful eyes full of murderous intent of thousands of snow, Tang San's hands and feet became cold, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

At this moment, the sky suddenly became cloudy, thunder flashed, and a domineering voice full of infinite killing intent sounded: "The descendants of the Qianxun disease dare to kill my son, Haotian Nine Uniques, Flying Hammer for Death!"

PS: Readers, I'm sorry that the author accidentally reversed.

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