Douluo: I, Qian Renxue, will be the Empress

Chapter 124 God of Angels
Wuhun Hall, in front of the Pope's Hall.

When Qian Renxue heard this, she leaned down towards Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong gently picked up the saint's crown with her jade hands and put it on Qian Renxue's head, then put a golden robe on her.

"The ceremony is completed!" the cardinal shouted to the bottom.

"I'll meet you soon, Your Highness the Saint!"

"Greetings, Your Highness the Saint!"

"Greetings, Your Highness the Saint!"

The senior officials of Wuhun Palace below the high platform congratulated Qian Renxue on the high platform.

While Qian Renxue was standing on the high platform, looking down at everything below.

In the Douluo Hall that no one saw, the huge ten-meter-high seraph sculpture suddenly emitted golden light and shot straight into the sky.

At this time, they discovered that a sudden change occurred in the sky above the entire Wuhun City. The originally blue sky was instantly covered by a sudden burst of golden and dazzling light.

Streams of bright golden light descended from the sky, bathing everyone in Wuhun City in dark and warm golden light.

In Wuhun City, all the common people walking on the street raised their heads in disbelief and looked at the increasingly dazzling golden light in the sky.

That little bit of golden light seems to be able to disperse the darkness in this world and bring light.

Is this a miracle?
Qian Renxue seemed to feel the vague call to her from the sky.

She directly and slowly incited the white and golden six wings behind her and flew into the air.

The angel spread its wings and flew high in the sky, leaving behind golden traces of flight.

The sky is the home ground for angel spirit owners.

The absolute advantage lies in the sky.

Qian Daoliu couldn't help but feel a little worried when he saw his precious granddaughter flying out.

Bibi Dong frowned and looked at the vision in the sky, thoughtfully.

As if sensing Qian Renxue's arrival, the dazzling light in the sky became even brighter.Just when everyone was confused, a huge golden angel silhouette suddenly appeared in front of Qian Renxue. In an instant, it seemed as if all the light in the world was converging towards them, reflecting them shiningly.

She is also wearing a golden palace attire and a blond shawl. Qian Junlin's cold white skin shines under the sacred light. She holds the platinum scepter with a complex structure in her right hand, and her golden eyes are even more charming. An expression of indifference to anger,

"Then, is that the Angel God of our Spirit Hall?" A senior member of the Spirit Hall muttered to himself.

"Yes, it must be, the angel god has not forgotten us."

When they saw the phantom in mid-air, they all bowed and knelt down willingly towards where the Angel God was. Their fanatical gazes fully proved that they were devout believers of the Angel God.

That is the God of Angels, the god that Wuhun Palace has believed in for thousands of years!

God of angels—dispel darkness and keep light forever.

Legend has it that the God of Angels, the first generation, killed all evil spirits and suppressed the rebellion of evil soul masters on the mainland. She was respected by all parties in the mainland. She became a god and left, so almost all the inheritors of the Spirit Hall from generation to generation. It's a powerful angel spirit!

"Qian Renxue, my descendant." Qian Junlin, the God of Angels, had gentle eyes.

"Ren Xue, I have met the Divine Ancestor."

Qian Renxue naturally recognized the divine ancestor in front of her, whose appearance was somewhat similar to hers.

She had met him once before in the Angel Secret Realm on the Sun Moon Continent, but when she saw him at that time, she felt that the ancestor's divine body seemed a little weak, but now he was much better.

"Saintess, are you willing to take on the responsibility of guarding the Spirit Hall?"

Qian Junlin didn't say nonsense, he said it directly, and then handed the white-gold scepter in his hand to her.

"I am willing."

Qian Renxue calmly took the white-gold scepter from the angel god's hand.

PS: When it comes to updating word count, if you have time and have ideas, use more words, otherwise, use less words.

The author's brain is not good, so he often forgets the beginning after writing, so it is inevitable that there will be discrepancies. I am very sorry and try to avoid it in the future.

(End of this chapter)