Wuhun City, in front of the angel statue, Qiandaoliu looked like he was about to die.

Previously, Si Ren spent ten days and ten nights on Qiandaoliu, and it took a month for Qiandaoliu to recover.

But that's not the end, Qian Renxue, who was originally well-behaved and sensible, suddenly began to rebel and refused to visualize the angel god.

Qiandaoliu can also be understood, after all, according to the records, visualizing the angel god is at most seven days and seven nights, which is nothing under Si Ren's record of ten days and ten nights.

If you can't understand the essence of the Seraphim Martial Spirit, then you won't even be able to reach it for seven days and seven nights, such as Chihiro, for five days.

Qian Lingxue was obviously in trouble with Si Renqiang.

Now Qianrenxue's soul has entered the statue for nine days and nine nights, and such a long time makes Qiandaoliu happy and worried.

After all, it doesn't matter if Si Ren visualizes failure or whatever, Qianrenxue is his own cub, and if he fails, he will be hit by Si Ren once, and Qiandaoliu will be distressed.

Just when Qiandaoliu was full of worries, an incomparable holy light burst out from the center of the archangel god statue's eyebrows, and it was still in awe of Qiandaoliu's demigod-level cultivation.

The bright light shrouded Qianrenxue, and also carried Qiandaoliu, experiencing the purity of this holy light, Qiandaoliu only felt that even if he had to hold on for nine days and nine nights, he would not be tired at all.

A mysterious aura permeated from Qianrenxue's body, but Qianrenxue didn't care at all, and stubbornly opened her eyes and asked, "How long did I use it?" ”

When is this coming, hurry up and meditate! Qiandaoliu was very anxious, but there was an approving smile on his face: "You don't have to be that holy son!" ”

Only then did Qianrenxue feel at ease, close her eyes and practice, and feel the guidance from the angel god.

A white soul ring floated up, and Qianyue began to condense her own second soul ring, which was obviously related to that pure holy light.

Qiandaoliu wanted to summon his Seraphim martial soul and condense the holy light to "charge" Qianrenxue, but he was worried that the quality of his holy light was not good enough and carried his own soul power, which affected Qianrenxue - Qiandaoliu only visualized it for seven days and seven nights.

But Qianrenxue had just stayed up for nine days and nine nights, and Qiandaoliu was very worried about whether the child's body could continue to consume.

At this moment, Qiandaoliu slapped his head suddenly, and his body turned into a golden streamer and rose to the sky, hanging high in the sky, the huge soul power and spiritual power continued to surge, and the endless sunlight was guided by Qiandaoliu, gathered together, and poured into Qianrenxue's small body.

Although the energy of heaven and earth in nature is mottled and loose, after being divided and compressed by thousands of streams, the pure and blazing sunlight has become the best nutrient for Qianrenxue.

The dazzling golden brilliance continued to seep into Qianyue's body, and then it was refined and absorbed by it, and merged into the soul ring.

The age of the soul ring continues to grow, and Qianrenxue has also ushered in a new round of tempering......

When Qian Lingxue woke up again, Ye Lingling's pretty face with blue hair and blue eyes appeared in her field of vision.

After confirming that Qianrenxue had raised the soul ring to a thousand years and was "not inferior" to Si Ren, Qiandaoliu went to rest, and Qianrenxue also absorbed the soul ring and broke through to the twenty-seventh level in one fell swoop.

If it weren't for Ye Lingling's treatment, Qian Lingxue would probably have to sleep for a few more days.

"It's Ling Ling!" Qian Lingxue got up, stretched a big lazy waist, squinted her eyes and said, "Why are the dead spiders looking for me again?" ”

Ye Lingling was recruited by Si Ren after all, and he also followed Si Ren on weekdays, and he came to Qianrenxue rashly, so he naturally had something important.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son has found a person, saying that His Majesty the Pope also values it, and he wants to guide the two of us in our cultivation." Ye Lingling's voice was still soft, sounding like a spring breeze.

Qian Lingxue was interested, put her arm on Ye Lingling's shoulder, and waved her little hand: "Let's go, go and see!" ”

Yu Xiaogang stood outside Wuhun City with a stiff face, looking at the two girls who walked over slowly.

"Hello Master!" ×2

In politeness, Yu Xiaogang reluctantly pulled the corners of his stiff mouth and showed a nondescript smile, which was regarded as a response.

Next, the master asked the two to tell them about their abilities, and then according to their own calculations, let the two of them carry a certain weight of stones on their backs and run around Wuhun City, and on the way, they also had to guard against hyena attacks.

Qian Lingxue was still concentrating at first, but the more she listened, the more confused she became, so she asked Yu Xiaogang what was the purpose of training like this?

Yu Xiaogang casually said two empty words to hone his will and exercise his actual combat ability, and then put on the "majesty of the elder", intending to suppress the two.

Qian Ling Xue took a few seconds to confirm that Yu Xiaogang was serious, and broke out directly.

The Seraphim martial soul appeared, and I don't know how many layers of martial soul suppression, so that Yu Xiaogang's breath was suffocated, and he almost knelt down on the spot to worship to show his submission.

Barely supporting his body, Yu Xiaogang wanted the Soul Saint sent by Si Ren to protect him, but before he could speak, he saw Qian Lingxue turn into a knife in his right hand and cut off his left arm.

Yu Xiaogang went down directly.

But Qian Lingxue didn't care what Yu Xiaogang was thinking, and after easily controlling her soul power to stop the bleeding from the wound, she started her own performance.

The exaggerated pain emerged, and Qian Lingxue covered her left shoulder and shouted, "You actually cut off one of my hands for no reason?!" ”

Ye Lingling lowered his head, covering his expression, and also blocking the sight of Qianrenxue's next move.

Without waiting for Yu Xiaogang to react, the angelic judgment that he couldn't resist came, and his left arm was also cut off by Qianrenxue.

The blazing light and fire were the pain that Yu Xiaogang couldn't bear, the pure divine power, the mortal crisis of dying, the two seemed to activate a certain power in Yu Xiaogang's bloodline.

But Yu Xiaogang himself didn't have the slightest intention of confronting Qian Lingxue, and his will to resist was completely suppressed by the angelic judgment - he was the one who wanted to run away at the first time when he encountered a four-hundred-year-old mandala snake.

As a result, that power quickly extinguished again, fell silent, and became more difficult to awaken.

And intuitively felt the power of the angelic judgment, almost instantly, Yu Xiaogang's perennial stiff face was crawling with pain.

Originally, Yu Xiaogang could faint directly, but the divine purification power was attacking his spirit at the same time, and the burning sensation in his mind forced Yu Xiaogang to maintain two clarities.

The Soul Saint who was responsible for protecting Yu Xiaogang was also like dead—he didn't dare to do anything to Qian Lingxue.

And Si Ren's order was originally very "warm", which seemed to imply something.

Qian Lingxue's face returned to normal, and the pain of a broken arm was completely negligible compared to the death intent in Si Ren's eternal creation.

With a slight shock of wings, Qian Lingxue floated in front of Yu Xiaogang, slapped it to the ground with a backhand, and then kicked it in the chest, and said without being salty or indifferent: "If it weren't for His Majesty the Pope and the dead spider, you would have let me take a second look?" ”

Yu Xiaogang has no ability to compete at all, even if he was fighting with Flender Liu Erlong at the beginning, he is only a "horn of wisdom", and the experience of fighting in person is about the same as nothing.

Falling to the ground lightly, Qian Lingxue put away her martial spirit, took two steps forward, grabbed Yu Xiaogang's neck with one hand, made his upper body stand upright, and his lower body was still kneeling on the ground, and sneered: "What about your will?" What about your actual combat ability? Let me see! ”

Yu Xiaogang raised his hand with difficulty and grabbed Qian Lingxue's wrist, the intense pain made him unable to think, he only felt as if there was an iron tong clamping his throat, and he had the heart to resist but could not do anything.

Sensing the end of the battle, Ye Lingling picked up the left arm that Qian Lingxue threw aside, and took it on his shoulder, and the nine heart begonias appeared, but the white light with a fragrant fragrance only shrouded Qian Lingxue alone, completely ignoring Yu Xiaogang-

Anyway, Qianrenxue's light flame has already "stopped the bleeding" for the wound, so there is no need to worry about Yu Xiaogang losing too much blood and dying directly, the precious soul power should be used on Qianrenxue first!

Yu Xiaogang was speechless, his breathing was intermittent, his eyes were bloodshot, and the strength of his struggle was constantly decreasing.

"What? Are you not convinced? Qian Lingxue held Yu Xiaogang in one hand, her face full of disdain: "Huh? Speak! ”

"Xiaoxue, it may be that you strangled his neck, and he couldn't speak." Seeing that the master was about to lose his breath, Ye Lingling opened his mouth to mention it.

You can't really let Qianrenxue strangle this master to death, right? After all, he is also the person found by His Majesty the Pope and His Highness the Holy Son.

"Cut!" Qian Lingxue threw Yu Xiaogang to the ground, turned around and hugged Ye Lingling again, and said, "Lingling, that dead spider is too hateful, it disgusts me so much!" I don't believe the Pope will take a fancy to this waste! ”

Ye Lingling thought about it, stepped forward a few times and kicked Yu Xiaogang unconscious, and after confirming that he was unconscious, he turned around and whispered in Qian Lingxue's ear: "Xiaoxue, why don't you ask His Highness the Holy Son?" If he wants to disgust you, he should take action himself! ”

"Ling Ling, you have also learned to speak ill of him behind his back!" Qian Lingxue laughed out loud, and immediately left Yu Xiaogang behind, only to feel that she had dug into the corner of Si Ren's wall, and she was full of accomplishment.

"I didn't speak ill of His Highness the Holy Son." Ye Lingling retorted with little confidence, scratched his head and said, "I'd better save him, I always feel that His Royal Highness the Holy Son asked me to come with me, just to prevent this guy from being killed by you!" ”