The flawless "eggshell" broke open at this moment, and the "egg liquid" inside poured out, and the angel realm was in a mess, and along with the broken defects, Si Ren successfully found Qianrenxue's figure.

Without any hesitation, the Thundering Hellvine reached into the angelic realm and wrapped itself straight around the phantom.

"Boom!"

The golden sun suspended above Qianyue's head exploded violently, and feathers fell all over the sky, and the power of the holy light and holy fire was once again raised to a higher level at this moment.

Feathers are supposed to be extremely weak, but Angel Feathers can invade defenses and break anything.

Under the combination of several forces, the Thundering Yan Prison Vine could not advance an inch, but because of the separation of the power probe, there were loopholes in the thunder and lightning cage.

Divine power gushed out from the cracks in the cage, and with it, the slender figure of Qianrenxue's constricted wings came out.

The chain was snapped back into Si Ren's hands, and the thunder fell from the sky, and the continuous offensive stopped.

Si Ren's soul power has already consumed more than sixty percent, but Qian Ling Xue shouldn't be much better—using the Soul Saint Realm to urge a hundred thousand years of soul skill is not a pleasant thing.

"Are you the power of the God of Destruction? In addition to death, there is another ability that is difficult to purify even ...... sacred."

Qian Lingxue lowered her eyelids, as if she had made up some kind of determination, and shouted: "The sword is coming!" ”

Si Ren's eyes slowly widened, and he watched as a golden streamer shot out from the Angel Temple in the distance, and fell into Qian Lingxue's hands along the ceiling that was pierced by falling thunder.

It was a holy sword, the hilt was gilded throughout, the blade also exuded a silver glow, and the two wings at the gauntlet were close together, protecting the fingers, palms, wrists, and even some of the forearms.

"Angel Holy Sword? Surrender! I'm not playing anymore! There's dirt! Si Ren's momentum dispersed.

The Angel Holy Sword is an artifact cast by a main god, but it is not the same thing in Dousan - pull out the artifact that all humans in Dousan have, and the Angel Holy Sword will go down with a sword, and none of them will be spared, and all of them will be broken.

Only the Golden Dragon Lance, the Seagod Trident, and the Heavenly Saint Rift Abyss Halberd can resist it, but none of these three are man-made, and they all have something to do with the gods.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't run, don't run! I can't fully exert the power of the artifact yet! Qian Lingxue hurriedly explained: "The artifact has a spirit, and after I have the martial soul truth, the Angel Holy Sword took the initiative to choose me, but if you want to exert the true power of the artifact, you have to become a god." ”

"Now, it is probably equivalent to the Angel Holy Sword has not yet been opened, and it can only be called the Angel Sword."

"Really?" Si Ren turned back, narrowed his eyes, and stepped forward to take a closer look at the artifact.

Qianrenxue doesn't hide her selfishness, although she can't fully exert her power, but she still has a little bit of a desire to show off.

See! My big baby!

Si Ren's upper hand stroked the blade of the sword, it was not cold, but like a volcanic rock that had just solidified, the surface was warm, and the inside contained unimaginable heat.

"The game continues!" Before Si Ren's hand left the blade, his big foot flew up violently, hitting Qianrenxue's waist and abdomen, and it was only at this time that the words came out.

"Ahh That's how it feels! It took two and a half turns for Qianyue to roll on the floor before she steadied herself, and raised her angel's sword against the scythe of death that followed her.

The golden light shrouded Qianrenxue, and the blade of the Angel Sword suddenly attached to the previous layer of burning holy fire, and Si Ren immediately withdrew and withdrew the Death Scythe.

Perhaps because of the silent protection of the Thundering Hell Vine, the Destruction Thunder neutralized the Holy Flame, and the Death Scythe was not damaged.

Taking advantage of Si Ren's observation of his martial soul, Qian Lingxue's wings were shocked, and she stepped forward, and the angelic holy sword burning with holy fire stabbed at Si Ren's heart.

Si Ren rarely dodged sideways, not using his heart to measure the hardness of the artifact.

But even after avoiding the frontal attack, the blazing flame still swept through Si Ren's clothes, forcing Si Ren to use his soul power to resist.

Qian Lingxue took the lead and immediately made a short fight, so that Si Ren's two-meter-long Death Scythe could not be wielded.

Si Ren wanted to retreat, but Qian Lingxue was pressing forward step by step, not giving a chance at all.

Under the control of Qianrenxue, the holy flame can occasionally break away from the angel sword for long-range attacks, but as the distance increases, the holy flame will decay sharply, and it will degenerate into a state without the blessing of the artifact ten meters away.

Si Ren was in a hurry, but without losing his order, he ordered the Thundering Yan Prison Vine to interfere with the attack trajectory of the Angel Sword, while the other eight chains launched a fierce attack on Qian Renxue's left leg.

Ankles, knees, these joints that are not protected by muscles, have climbed onto Siren's chains.

At the same time, Si Ren held the middle end of the Death Scythe with his backhand, leaving a length of one meter on the left and right, and launched an offensive against Qianrenxue who was close at hand with the blade.

Qianyue does not dodge or dodge, but just turns on the shining form to resist the suppressive power of the chains, and at the same time adjusts the power point, with the right leg as the fulcrum and the left leg as the battlefield.

In the face of the blade, Qian Lingxue only raised the angel's sword to confront it head-on,-for-tat against Mai Mang, to let the divine dispel the destruction.

Si Ren's heart moved, and he began to mobilize the power of death, and a faint gray air flow wrapped around the blade, used to fight against the holy flame.

The power of the Destroying Thunder is naturally to return to the Thundering Hellvine.

Although the Angel Sword is not bladed, it is also a genuine artifact, and colliding with such an artifact is very helpful for Siren to forge his own artifact, the Death Scythe.

Qian Lingxue noticed this, and instead of forcing the angel sword to pierce Si Ren's body, she kept slashing at the death scythe-

Even if he could really stab Si Ren to death, it would just be a momentary mistake for Si Ren, and using divine power to suppress the death of the Death Scythe was the strength of the origin.

This kind of suppression at the source is the real pleasure that Qianrenxue pursues.

The two of them went back and forth for dozens of moves, and the blood volume almost didn't drop much, but the blue amount quickly bottomed out.

"Ding!"

After a collision, the soles of Si Ren's feet slipped and he sat on the ground, seemingly losing his last strength.

"How do I feel that your angel sword is getting heavier and heavier?" Si Ren stuck out his tongue and panted, rolling on the ground and continuing to resist, although his posture was embarrassed, he was still able to persevere.

"The Angel Sword weighs 36,000 catties, but I have always controlled its weight and not crushed you—now I can't control it when my soul power is almost exhausted." Thousands of snow courses.

"Bang!"

Another violent collision, the Scythe of Death. Under the heavy pressure, even Si Ren himself sank into the ground, creating a large pit in the ground to confirm the weight of this angel sword.

"Can't beat it! I throw in the towel! Si Ren went on the spot and rolled his eyes and surrendered directly.

(End of chapter)