"Although the momentum is huge, how do you feel..."The awakened martial soul doesn't look right?

The elder couldn't say the next words, because in the next second, the ground of the entire Pope's Palace suddenly began to tremble, as if there was an earthquake, and everyone immediately entered a state of alert, expanding their spiritual power, searching for the source of the tremor.

"Hum—"

The golden soul power rippled in the air, and a powerful aura that could not be ignored suddenly became the focus of the eyes of the others in the hall.

"Grandpa, you?" Qianrenxue, who was forced to follow and appeared together, looked at Qiandaoliu with a completely changed momentum.

The latter turned his head and looked at the source of the vibration from afar—the sacred worship hall on the Divine Mountain of the Martial Spirit Palace.

In the center of the worship hall, where no one was, the huge angelic statue trembled without warning.

As if to break through some kind of confinement, the stone eyes suddenly flashed with a golden light, and the golden flames gathered around the idol were like huge waves churning on the sea, converging into a golden pillar of light and rising into the sky, instantly passing through the hard dome at the top of the main hall, and the huge energy fluctuations went straight to the sky, connecting the heavens and the earth, dyeing the gloomy sky into the golden of dawn.

"Boom ——!"

The mighty and divine golden light shines through the huge stained glass windows in the Papal Palace.

Invisible coercion escapes in the air.

It was not the coercion exuded by the martial spirit, but another indescribable aura, which made people unable to have any thoughts of resistance.

"It's the angels..."

Qiandaoliu's dark golden eyes revealed an excited light, and in several suspicious eyes, he lowered his arrogant head in the direction of the Martial Spirit Divine Mountain, bent his right knee, half-knelt on the ground, and saluted reverently.

Qiandaoliu's movements seemed to be a signal, including Bibi Dong, whose expression was stiff, also lowered his head in the divine aura that shone in the main hall.

[Di - Faith +10]

[Di - Faith +11]

[Di - Faith +7]

......

Countless Faith Enhancement beeps rang out one after another.

But Qian Yuelong couldn't hear any sound at this time.

The illusory golden ripples continued to shine in the void, as if she was in a hot spring, and the endless warmth enveloped her pure white soul that was out of step with the world around her.

Qian Yuelong's closed eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened them, and everywhere she looked, the world was bright gold.

"Thousand Moon Dragon."

The voice of kindness and majesty came ethereal and reached the ears.

She turned her head with a sense of feeling, and looked at the statue that slowly emerged from the golden mist, a statue of more than ten meters like the Seraphim statue seen in the worship hall.

Under the Soul Vision, the Spiritual Vision is automatically activated.

In the eyes of ordinary people, there is a dull gray Seraphim statue, in her eyes, the huge golden light of merit is like sunlight to form this huge space, and the Seraphim statue itself is like a burning sun, almost blinding her eyes.

This is... Angel God?

The moment this thought came to mind, Qian Yuelong's eyebrows suddenly began to become extremely hot, as if roasted on fire.

"Boom ——!"

The scorching eyebrows slowly condensed a golden wing pattern, and the rich golden light burst from the center of the eyebrows in an instant, devouring Qian Yuelong's soul as well.

"Whew!"

In the real world, Qian Yuelong, who was suspended in the main hall, suddenly opened her eyes, and the golden wings that lit up her eyebrows spewed out a rich golden mist towards the front, and finally formed a thousand-petal lotus with no roots, no leaves, and no branches.

The thousand-petal lotus is golden, as if carved from natural crystal, and the layers of petals slowly bloom in the nourishment of the golden mist, revealing a purple-gold lotus platform that seems to flow with mercury and shines with divine light.

The divine light was dim, but in the Pope's Palace, the golden thousand-petaled lotus the size of an adult's palm reflected the hall into a purple color in gold.

Qian Yuelong floated to the ground, without that divine coercion, everyone who stood up from the ground suddenly turned their eyes to Qian Yuelong, who was holding a golden thousand-petal lotus, and after seeing the thousand-petal lotus on the palm of the other party's right hand, his brain was stunned, as if there was a thunderbolt exploding, and it was blank.

"Where's the Angel Martial Spirit?!"

Someone couldn't help but blurt out.

Then he was stared at by several eyes.

The red-robed elder's expression froze when he was speechless, and he silently lowered his sense of existence.

The rest of the people who came back to their senses also looked at the thousand-petal lotus that was held by Qian Yuelong on the palm of his right hand with dark eyes, and all of them could twist twist the twist flower with complex expressions.

Who would have thought that in such a big battle, even the angel god himself fell a miracle, and the result was not the Seraphim Martial Soul, nor one of the two martial spirits on the mother's side, but... A lotus flower!

This "Son of God"... It's a little bit of a god...

Could it be that on the family genealogy of the great enshrinement, there were ancestors who were combined with soul masters who possessed plant-based martial souls?

Just when they couldn't help but doubt their lives, and thought about whether they should ask the Great Worship to check the genealogy of the angel clan of the past dynasties, and then investigate the genealogy of Bibi Dong's previous generation, a thousand ways flowed.

In Qian Lingxue's anxious and worried expression, he walked to Qian Yuelong, who looked indifferent, and everywhere he passed, all the whispering suddenly stopped.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Qiandaoliu, who had no different color on his face.

In the silence, Qiandaoliu slowly spoke: "Although Yuelong has not awakened the angel martial soul or the martial soul inherited from her mother, the miracle of Fang Cai cannot be faked. This time, you were all present and witnessed it with your own eyes. ”

Qiandaoliu's majestic gaze swept over the hall.

The deterrent power contained in that gaze made people dare not look at each other.

"And I, too, heard the oracle from His Crown." Qiandaoliu looked down at Qian Yuelong, his eyes were soft, and there was a hint of sigh-

"She is the son of God under the crown of the angels."

No one doubts the words of the thousand streams who are the great offerings of angels.

Not only because Qiandaoliu is absolutely loyal to the angel god, but also because in this world, if you blaspheme, you will be punished by God.

And since Qiandaoliu has said so, and the divine punishment has not fallen, it proves that what Qiandaoliu said is true, and everything is true.

The others who lowered their heads quietly exchanged glances with their acquaintances.

[Di - Faith +5]

[Tick - Faith +8]

[Di - Faith +3]

【......】

The belief value prompts with different points sounded one after another, and the small ball of light of 886 excited by Gou in the sea of Qianyuelong's soul consciousness jumped, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Bibi Dong looked at the immature boy standing beside Qiandaoliu with complicated eyes, and he didn't know whether he was mostly lost or happy.

This child didn't inherit the angelic martial soul she hated, but she didn't inherit her martial soul either, but... There is a mutated martial spirit.

Bibi Dong lowered his eyes and listened to the calm voice of Qiandaoliu sounding again, bringing the final end to today's martial soul awakening ceremony-

"Then, from now on, Qian Yuelong will be the Holy Maiden of my Martial Spirit Palace."

"But the saint is too young to show herself in front of other forces. The matter of canonizing the Holy Maiden must be known to all the high-level members of the Martial Spirit Palace. But until the saint is full-fledged, she must not leak out. ”

"Wait, do you have any objections?"

The others respectfully kept their heads down: "None." ”

Qiandaoliu bowed slightly: "In this case, you can do your own thing." ”

After speaking, Qiandaoliu raised his hand, and golden soul power gushed out of his palm, and everyone saw a flash of gold, and there was no Qiandaoliu and Qianyuexue and Qianyuelong in the main hall.