Douluo: Angel Martial Soul at the beginning, was hunted down by Tang Hao

Chapter 393 God of sin, be punished!
This milky white light is not strong, but it is full of unspeakable majesty, as if anything that is stained with this milky white will melt instantly.

There was a hint of horror in the eyes of the God of Rage, and the dark golden runes on his body suddenly lit up, turning into dark golden ripples and sweeping towards Qian Yu, trying to resist the domain he released.

At the same time, he lifted his left leg violently and stomped hard on the ground.

The earth collapsed in an instant, and hard rocks shot up into the sky, heading straight for Qian Yu.

At this time, Qianyu has evolved, and he has become an eight-winged angel. Generally speaking, angels only have six wings, not two wings, which means that the strength of angels has increased by two levels.

Qian Yu's right arm drew a circle in the air, and a circle of extremely dazzling milky white light emerged.Immediately afterwards, the light wheel rotated and turned into a round mask, protecting him inside.

The dark golden ripples slammed fiercely on the light curtain, making loud roars.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The dark golden ripples collapsed under the constant impact, but the light wheel was still hanging firmly in the air, always protecting Qianyu's body from damage.

The furious god's eyes were full of fierceness, he raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, his body instantly swelled up and turned into a huge demon ape more than ten meters high, his huge right fist thumped his chest brazenly, and suddenly, a bright light erupted from his body.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

More than a dozen heavy punches hit the light film, but they failed to shake the light film at all, not even leaving a single crack.This light shield is really too tough.

The scarlet in the eyes of the Raging God became more and more intense, and suddenly, his body froze.

At this time, the holy angel sword in the hand of the eight-winged angel Qianyu once again emitted an extremely intense light, and that dazzling white light almost illuminated everything within a radius of several hundred feet.

"Ah—" The God of Rage let out a scream.The dark golden runes on his body exploded in an instant, and the flesh and blood on his body melted at an alarming speed.An incomparably miserable feeling pervaded the audience, and the God of Rage wailed in pain, struggling desperately to escape, but the mask followed him like a shadow.

"Chop." Qian Yu snorted coldly, and crossed the angel's holy sword in his hand, pointing diagonally at the ground.

"Ang—" Amidst the resounding dragon chant, a giant white dragon appeared out of nowhere, enveloping the wrathful god within the white light.

The God of Wrath twisted, struggled, roared, and roared crazily.

Immediately, the body of the wrathful god trembled under the strong light released by Qian Yu.

The whole person let out a roar, and hot bubbles quickly appeared on the surface of the body, and then were evaporated by the blazing flames.In just a few breaths, his nearly five-meter-high body had shrunk to three meters in size.

The white brilliance flickered, and under the flowing halo, the figure of the wrathful god re-condensed into shape, but he looked much older, and the original smooth hair had long since disappeared, leaving only a mess of hair hanging behind him, and his eyes were dim , his face was covered with wrinkles, and even his originally thick limbs were shriveled.

Qian Yu slowly approached the God of Rage, his lips were buzzing, and he said word by word: "Rage, do you know your mistake?"

His voice was not loud, but every word was clearly heard by the God of Wrath.The violent god's body shook violently, and the ferocity on his body exploded even more.

"What's wrong with me?"

The deep voice of the God of Rage was like thunder, shocking people's hearts.

Qian Yu said indifferently: "I brought you to the God Realm and gave you god positions, but you betrayed me, are you still not guilty?"

The God of Rage sneered, "Do you really think of yourself as the king of the gods? Let me tell you, you will never be. The position of god belongs to everyone. You are just lucky enough to become the general who leads us."

"Really?" Qian Yu's voice suddenly turned cold.

"Yes, I have long wanted to challenge you, not only me, but the seven of us all want to drag you down from that altar!!"

Hearing this, the surrounding temperature dropped significantly.

The God of Wrath laughed loudly, "I admit that you were indeed strong in the past. But you are nothing now. I will kill you, deprive you of all the divine power, and make you completely lose your godhood and become Everyman."

While speaking, fierce light burst out from the eyes of the God of Rage.

He violently raised his right arm, the black hair all over his body stood on end, and a terrifying dark golden light burst out from his body, causing the dark golden ripples around his body to violently twist and fluctuate.

"Roar—" The God of Rage roared, and his body jumped out in an instant. His speed was extremely fast, leaving a series of afterimages in the air, and he was in front of Qian Yu in an instant.

The chill in Qian Yu's eyes flashed away, the second layer of gold and silver intersecting light on his body shone, and the angelic holy sword held in his right hand suddenly swung out.

The reaction of the God of Wrath was also extremely sharp. The moment Qian Yu swung the angelic holy sword in his hand, it had already flew back a hundred meters away, narrowly avoiding the mortal sword.

"Pfft—" The sharp angelic holy sword passed through his shoulder, and amidst the blood splattering, Qian Yu turned his wrist, and the holy sword retracted.

"Aww——" Amidst a shrill roar, a one-foot-long mace with a pitch-black body fell from the sky and landed directly on top of Qianyu's head.

Qian Yu snorted coldly, raised his right foot, and kicked directly towards the giant hammer in mid-air.

"Bang——" the giant hammer shattered in mid-air, and a short black spear appeared silently on his toes, pointing towards Qian Yu's eyebrows.

Qian Yu tilted his head slightly, and the short black spear brushed against his forehead.At the same time, the God of Rage opened his sharp claws and grabbed him.

Qian Yu's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

In the next moment, he appeared above the head of the God of Rage.A ray of brilliance burned on the angel's holy sword, and the light blade fell instantly, bringing up a cloud of blood mist.

"Roar—" An angry roar filled the soul of the Raging God.

"pat-"

A huge head fell to the ground, and blood was sprayed everywhere.The soul of the wrathful god was instantly annihilated.

"Zi la——" a small cracking sound appeared in the air.

Qianyu's pupils shrank slightly.

That was the sound of the shattering skull of the Wrathful God.

A wisp of gray smoke floated, and the soul of the wrathful god was trying to escape.

"Death!" The cold voice appeared in his ears like a death sentence.The soul of the wrathful god was immediately frozen, and the next moment, the vortex of hell appeared instantly.

The vortex kept spinning, sucking the soul of the gluttonous god into the terrifying hell.

"Do not--"

The final voice of the God of Rage echoed in hell and gradually weakened.

(End of this chapter)