Xiao Yan crossed into Tang San and started invincibility from Douluo

Bibi Dong gave a reason that sounded very reasonable: "She is my cousin after all. She will definitely be a good Titled Douluo when she grows up in the future."

Xiao Yan didn't have much doubt about this: "She has really good qualifications, so it makes sense even if she replaces you as the Pope."

Bibi Dong was a little happy that she had hidden Xiao Yan, but who knew that he actually wanted to kill her and support someone else.

"you!"

In fact, Xiao Yan had forgotten about Qian Renxue a long time ago. If Bibi Dong hadn't mentioned it again and had some background, Xiao Yan would not have wanted to pay attention to this woman anymore.

While the two were talking, the worshipers of the Consecration Hall had already taken up their positions outside the Pope's Hall, and joined forces to launch an attack.

"The Ninth Soul Skill, Soul Shattering Roar!"

The sky suddenly turned dark red, and a huge lion emerged, with its bloody mouth wide open, sending out a terrifying attack.

This type of sonic attack is invisible and is the most difficult to defend against.

Especially when used by a peak level 97 titled Douluo like Lion Douluo, the power is even more shocking.

Once it was used, it rolled up thousands of layers of soil, and in conjunction with the howling wind, the sky was filled with sand and sand for a while. Under the haze of dark red soul power, it was extremely terrifying, and the entire Pope's Palace seemed to have fallen into a doomsday scene.

Xiao Yan frowned slightly. These Titled Douluo seemed to be the elites of Wuhun Palace. They were indeed not comparable to ordinary Titled Douluo.

Judging from this, Wuhun Palace really has no rival in terms of the number of soul masters at the top of the pyramid like Titled Douluo.

Lan Lingsu and Yan Lingji each walked to the side of the Pope's Palace, and their majestic soul power came out to protect the Pope's Palace.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, the attacks from the worshipers in the worship hall were like a gust of wind and rain, one after another.

"The eighth soul skill, Subduing Demon Panlong Circle!"

A shocking dragon roar shook the whole world, and the red dragon rushed in with a mighty force, as if it was going to destroy the entire Pope's Palace.

"The eighth soul skill, a critical blow!"

Immediately afterwards, a light blue beam of light rose into the sky, and an extremely thick stick fell down, hitting the Pope's Palace.

"The eighth soul skill, stop!"

Guangling Douluo set up his bow and shot an arrow, the surrounding space trembled slightly, and the extreme cold ice spread out, as if winter had come early.

Countless arrows shot out like fireworks, soundlessly, but exuding a bitter cold air.

As soon as it appeared, a layer of ice condensed on the ground.

Three major soul skills came one after another, and Xiao Yan finally took action.

He turned his hand and pressed it, and the ground around the Pope's Palace suddenly trembled, and a bright blue light curtain suddenly rose up.

With his strength improved to this point, Xiao Yan's manipulation of the Blue Silver Emperor's martial spirit has once again reached a new peak.

With just one thought, countless Blue Silver Emperor vines were activated to condense into a defensive barrier.

In the past, it would never have been possible for Xiao Yan to do this so easily.

The giant red dragon confronts the bright blue light curtain. The giant dragon symbolizes violent power and the endless sea of ​​fire. Its whole body is surrounded by blazing flames. Every breath is like a volcanic eruption, pushing up the surrounding temperature. Toward the apex.The bright blue light curtain appears mysterious and unpredictable. It is as calm as a lake, as if it can absorb all the heat and chaos.

The giant dragon angrily rushed towards the light curtain, its impact was like a mountain collapsing, shaking the air, and the blazing flames hit the light curtain and produced little sparks.However, the bright blue light curtain was like an indestructible shield. No matter how the dragon attacked, it could not leave any trace on it.

On the contrary, the blazing flame was absorbed and dissipated the moment it touched the light curtain.Just like the morning sun shining on the morning dew, it is gently dissolved in an instant.The blue light in the light curtain was even worse, and it even seemed to gradually push back the flames.

The dragon seemed to feel an unprecedented sense of frustration, looking at the unbreakable light barrier in front of him in disbelief.Then, it let out a thundering roar, which was both its anger and its helplessness.

The critical-throwing Optimus Pillar on the other side hit the bright blue light curtain heavily. At that moment, it seemed that even time had stopped, and there was only heavy and tense tranquility in the air.

The power of the stick is extremely powerful. The moment it hits the light screen, it is like a majestic mountain peak toppling in an instant, which is daunting.However, the bright blue light curtain remained unmoved at all. It was like a calm lake, without any waves.

The weight of the critical throw only caused a slight vibration on the light screen.Just like a mountain peak remains stable despite the wind and rain, the attack of the stick is just like a small tree shaking the tree in front of the light screen.The violent attack was perfectly absorbed and resolved by the blue light screen, but the originally violent force became so powerless in front of the light screen.

Qianjun Douluo's eyes were full of shock and confusion. He couldn't understand why his attack was so ineffective.At this moment, the bright blue light curtain was like a huge mirror, without any damage.

Light Ling Douluo's eighth soul skill was like a bolt of lightning piercing the sky, ignoring the solid light curtain, and the hole quickly expanded in the light curtain.

The sharp soul skill did not deviate at all, and shot straight towards Xiao Yan.

Under the pressure of this soul skill, Xiao Yan remained unfazed at all. He calmly raised his hand and clamped the ice arrow with clever strength.The arrow was instantly fixed between his fingers, and then broke into several pieces.

The indifference in his eyes remained unchanged, as if everything was as expected.However, this indifference made him even more terrifying.He sat there quietly, no changes could shake him in the slightest.

The sharp arrows of ice caught between his fingers shattered into pieces, turning into fine ice dust.Xiao Yan blew lightly, and the ice dust dissipated in the air without a trace.He raised his head slightly and looked in the direction of Light Ling Douluo, the sparks of battle flashing in his indifferent eyes.

Bibi Dong's heart was really shaken up. Faced with the three major soul skills enshrined, Xiao Yan didn't make much move.

Xiao Yan shouted low, and before everyone could react, several vines sprouted from the bright blue barrier, like flexible water snakes, pulling everyone into the Pope's Palace.

The blue-gold vines shone attractively in the sunlight, exuding a faint mysterious atmosphere.They dance like long winding snakes, sometimes curling up and sometimes spreading out, seemingly soft but extremely strong.The worshipers were caught off guard by the sudden vine. They screamed and tried to escape, but found that they were deeply trapped and unable to break free.

These vines seemed to have extremely strong power, and the struggles of the worshipers only caused them to be sucked in by more vines.For a moment, their bodies were restrained in place, unable to move.

Xiao Yan stood in the Pope's Palace and looked at the bound worshippers coldly.There was a fierce killing intent in his eyes, as if he wanted to turn them into ashes.

After practicing in seclusion for many years, even though they had heard a little bit about this person's strength, after fighting in person, all the worshipers felt that if this person was not eliminated, he would definitely be the formidable enemy of Wuhun Palace.

Lan Lingsu and Yan Lingji each guarded a position and stood there gently.

The digital worshipers suddenly felt that the soul power in their bodies was solidified like a solid stone and could no longer be mobilized.

"Angel Holy Sword!"

Between the lightning and flint, a golden beam of light rushed into the Pope's Palace. The bright golden light flashed and dissolved the vines on the body of the worshiper.

The worshipers, who were originally ashen-faced, saw the person coming and shouted excitedly: "Big worship!"

Qian Daoliu looked to be only 40 or [-] years old. He was very handsome and had a faint smile on his face.The calm and tranquil atmosphere gives people a very comfortable feeling.

He was tall but not strong. He was dressed in luxurious robes, and his long golden hair was spread behind his head and combed very neatly.The body is filled with a holy atmosphere, giving people a feeling of worship.

Xiao Yan looked at the person who was coming. He was surprised and at the same time, he figured out a lot of things that he didn't understand in the past.

This person's strength is considered top-notch among soul masters. No wonder he is not afraid of Bibi Dong, the one who has awakened his twin martial souls.

Judging from this man's martial spirit, he should have some relationship with Qian Renxue. It's no wonder he was sent to the Tiandou Empire to work as a spy. He really has a great background.

Looking at the two people on the Pope's chair, although Qiandaoliu didn't take much care of Bibi Dong, he still looked extremely unkind when he saw his daughter-in-law hanging out with other men.

Qian Daoliu has been in seclusion for many years and has a pretty good character. He did not take action directly. Instead, he asked: "How can you have such strength if you haven't obtained the divine status? Or is it that half-orcs have special qualifications for cultivation?"

Bibi Dong was also deeply puzzled by this. If Xiao Yan became a god, it would be obvious at a glance, but his body was not filled with divine light.

God's position?Xiao Yan had never heard of this thing before, and was completely attracted by this novelty. As for the family farce in Wuhun Hall, he had no interest at all.

"What is the God's Throne? If you can explain it clearly, I will spare your life." Xiao Yan has no interest in the matter of the Wuhun Palace now. If the God's Throne can greatly increase his strength, research and study on it will be comparable to this martial arts. The power of the Soul Palace is much stronger.

If Xiao Yan wanted to ask questions, Qian Daoliu would also talk about the divine throne. But Xiao Yan said this and said coldly: "Don't even think about the divine throne. I will keep you confused until you die." ghost."

After Qian Daoliu said this, he suddenly made a gesture of praying with his heart in his hands. In an instant, a dazzling golden light shot out from the Wuhun City Enshrinement Hall and shot straight into the sky, landing on Qian Daoliu.

After meeting Xiao Yan in person, Qian Daoliu also felt that Xiao Yan was very powerful. It would be really difficult for him to solve it without using the angelic power.

With the blessing of the angel's divine power, Qian Daoliu's body was filled with a golden angelic field, and the terrifyingly viscous golden light seemed to be an entity.And the robe on his body was replaced by a set of gorgeous armor.

This golden armor seemed to be made according to the proportions of Sendaoliu's body, covering his entire body. There was a mark of a little angel on his forehead. In the center of the ring, there was a little angel-shaped gemstone. shine.

Feather-like patterns spread across every part of the armor, and the six wings on the back have completely turned into a brilliant and transparent golden color. With a slight vibration, circles of golden ripples continued to spread around Qian Daoliu's body as the center, and the completely golden angel sword in his hand unfolded at the gauntlet, like a pair of angel wings, and a huge golden flame permeated every part of Qian Daoliu's body.

The God of Angels has the two attributes of sacredness and fire, and can even absorb and use the power of the sun. However, due to the limitation of the god position, the God of Angels can borrow a small part of the power of the real fire of the sun, but this is enough to make the God of Angels reach the strongest state under the sun.

The worshipers looked at Qiandaoliu who seemed to be the incarnation of a god, and couldn't help but kneel down and worship.

Even Bibi Dong had a strange look, the power of the gods was so terrifying!
However, Xiao Yan's expression did not change. Even the current Qiandaoliu was only slightly stronger than Di Tian. He could not even compare with the Silver Dragon King. He was simply not worth mentioning.

"Now that I have the support of the angel's divine power, I wonder if you can explode the soul ring and soul bone?" Qian Daoliu shouted loudly, with a golden light shining all over his body, "God-level Angel Holy Sword!"

A huge phantom appeared behind Qian Daoliu, followed by a [-]-meter-long angelic holy sword, burning with raging golden flames, and with such a huge volume, it made a flaming gesture in midair.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but laugh. Qian Daoliu had no choice but to use this fire attribute skill to fight him.

Without using too strong a flame, Xiao Yan raised his hand and shot out a black and white dark sea flame.

The dark sea's black flame rose in the storm and condensed into a huge palm, which easily blocked the hundred-meter holy sword.

Not only that, this dark sea black flame carries a powerful devouring ability, sucking the energy of this golden giant sword, and in just one or two breaths, the entire Pope's Palace is restored to its original state.

The golden giant sword disappeared without a trace, and the huge palm turned into a flame and returned to Xiao Yan's hand.

After some perception, Xiao Yan was a little moved. If he condensed the soul ring again, and added this angel god as a part of the energy core, he would definitely gain a lot.

This is much better than Wuhun Palace collecting medicinal materials for several years.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but have more expectations for his improvement in strength.

Qian Daoliu suffered a big loss with his first move and immediately used a stronger move.

The angel sword in his hand was slowly raised, and the two wings on the guard released thousands of rays of light. Suddenly, you could clearly see countless golden colors condensing towards the angel sword quickly.

A strange scene appeared, except for where Qian Daoliu was, the surrounding light became dimmed. The sun's light actually stopped at this moment, but only shone on her holy angel sword. The terrifying power of the sun rose instantly, covering Qian Daoliu's whole body with a layer of red-gold brilliance.

One can imagine how terrifying this thunderous strike from the God of Angels, powered by the power of the sun, would be. (End of chapter)