Douluo: Oath of the Guardian Angel

"Uh...huh...ah..." The pressure on her neck made Ning Rongrong's breathing extremely difficult.

Under the blood moon, the image of the enemy printed in her eyes had become extremely blurry. She tried to struggle, but to no avail.

In the eyes of a combat-type soul master, the resistance of a pure auxiliary soul master is like a mantis trying to defeat a chariot.

The black-clothed soul master in front of him looked at the former eldest lady of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect with an expressionless expression. The murderous intent gushing out from under the black robe was almost erupting, and the strength of his hand did not relax at all.

"Are you going to die..."

Ning Rongrong thought like this, tears began to appear in the corners of her eyes, and her vision gradually became dim. She used her last strength, and Brick raised her hand, wanting to take one last look at her father and two grandfathers.

The low roar of the beast spirit came to my ears again, and my scalp began to feel the sound of breaking wind caused by the falling claws. She closed her eyes helplessly.

puff...

The expected pain did not appear, but there was indeed the sound of flesh and blood tearing. Ning Rongrong mustered up the courage to open her eyes again, and found that the right hand of the black-clothed soul master who was strangling her neck stopped in the air, trembling slightly.

Whoosh whoosh!

There was another burst of wind behind him, and two elite Seven Treasure disciples with Contra cultivation arrived in time, grabbed Ning Rongrong and pulled her back.

"Miss, leave quickly!!"

At their level, they are usually the core members of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, excluding Sword Bone Douluo, and their loyalty to the sect is evident.

Whoosh...

The last 1000 disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect are still desperately resisting foreign enemies, vowing to live and die with the sect.

Qian Renxue ignored the Qibao Glazed Sect disciples who were still resisting and rushing towards them. She immediately spread her arms and her twelve wings shook violently!

Countless red-gold flames entangled around the waist, turned into gorgeous skirts, and hung around the waist. The strong pressure spread, and the Seraph seal on his forehead also lit up, and at the same time, powerful light and fire elements burst into the sky. The strong soul power fluctuations almost changed the sky.

Blazing Sky Realm, open! !

The dark night becomes brighter and brighter at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the clouds are mixed with elements of fire and light, all gathered together to form a "fire cloud"

Seraph's face was expressionless. She walked towards the void, as if accepting the cheers of all living beings, and slowly stepped onto the invisible stairs. With every step he took, a light golden round platform appeared on the soles of his feet. The crisp sound of Hentiangao's footsteps was infinitely amplified, and every step carried infinite majesty.

The Pope of Wuhun Palace opened her arms, then slowly closed them forward. The illusory lightsaber condensed in her jade hand, and she pointed forward.

After receiving the order, the black-clothed soul masters rushed to increase their offensive, and their morale soared, because the Pope was their belief.

Seraph stood in the void, walking slowly upwards, with fire and golden light dancing in her pupils. She stared at the entire battlefield, continuing to climb the invisible ladder in the blood and fire.

Qian Renxue, as the "Pope", announced the goal of Wuhun Palace to the Qibao Glazed Sect on the battlefield, or to the entire continent.

"It's time to end, Shangsanzong..."

The Qibao Glazed Sect's losses continued to increase. Since Gu Rong also had to face the entanglements of three titled Douluo, Tuoba Yun, Ling Yuan and Jin Yuetian, he was unable to help his sect's disciples out of trouble. They could only rely on themselves to face the darkness and the soul masters of the Wuhun Palace who were beaten like chickens.

"After tonight you will become history."

As more and more Wuhun Palace soul masters broke through the defense, the Qibao Glazed Sect had less than 800 people left.

"But this is just the beginning..."

The roar of the soul skill in his ears did not affect Gu Rong at all when he heard the mourning of the disciples of the sect. In this desperate situation, his eyes were deep and terrifying. The ninth soul skill Bones Divine Dragon instantly appeared, and from the three titled Escaped from Douluo's siege.

"The two great empires... they will soon follow in your footsteps."

After slapping dozens of black-clothed soul masters away with one slap, Gu Rong glanced at Ning Fengzhi, who was gradually escorted away by Qibao disciples, and her tense old face finally relaxed a little.

But his relaxation could not last long, because a translucent barrier suddenly came down, completely isolating him from the last elite disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect. Looking back, I saw Tuoba Yun sneered and stretched out his right arm, with a pink-white soul bone on it. "Martial Soul Palace will eventually dominate the continent..."

With no way out, the disciples of Qibao Glazed Sect looked at Qian Renxue who was still making a declaration, and let out different roars. Immediately, whether it was soul skills or hidden weapons, they all aimed at the aloof Pope of Wuhun Palace.

The soul skills and hidden weapons of 700 people are firing at once. Even a titled Douluo will be seriously injured without using all his strength to defend.

"The faith of angels will also unify the continent!"

shhhhhh...

The soul masters of the Wuhun Palace seemed to have noticed something, and they also retreated at full speed.

Under the roar of those seven hundred people, all soul skills and hidden weapons were released with all their strength. Unfortunately, in Seraph's eyes, those artillery fires were just fireworks set off for her arrival, gorgeous but harmless.

Qian Renxue's eyes projected the beautiful blazing divine seal, and she smiled sarcastically. He raised his right hand and pressed his thumb on his middle finger.

Snapped--! !

A crisp snap of the fingers is particularly "sweet" on the battlefield. The moment he snapped his fingers, all sounds seemed to disappear.

Empty, empty, empty...

In front of her, countless red-gold fire walls rose from the ground. All attacks were instantly swallowed up. The Blazing Sky Domain converged, and the sky returned to a dark red color that could not be seen in the sky!

When the last soul skill was swallowed by the wall of fire, the twelve wings behind Qian Renxue merged at this moment, or all disappeared, and were replaced by the Fire Dragon King's wings. The dazzling red gold condensed into a small ball, quietly The earth lies in the hands of the Seraph.

She squeezed the ball wordlessly, as if these things were not worth a second glance, but the Fire Dragon King's wings on her back instantly stirred up a sea of ​​fire!

"No! Hurry up..."

Bear bear bear...

The dazzling golden light also flashed for a moment, but at that moment, all the disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect were unable to move. Gu Rong's last shout seemed to have been lost, including Ning Fengzhi, who was still running away a hundred meters away.

All the fire elements on the battlefield seemed to have come alive, gathering crazily around Qian Renxue and condensing into nine fire dragons with teeth and claws!

Roar--! !

Nine fire dragons came to kill not only the last 700 people, but also many buildings of the Qibao Glazed Sect, as well as Ning Fengzhi in the distance.

Rumble——! !

The only sounds left in everyone's ears were dragon roars, explosions and burning sounds.

Whether it was people or buildings, they were all submerged by the power of the nine fire dragons.

Seraph looked coldly at the smoke-filled battlefield. She just showed her ultimate control over the fire element and completely physically destroyed the entire Qibao Glazed Sect.

Are there really no survivors?

Yes, Ning Rongrong was the only survivor outside the Wuhundian camp. She fell to the ground in despair, looking up helplessly at the blazing golden figure above her head.

A tiger roar came from the distance. Helia had completely transformed back to her original form. She just flapped her wings a few times and flew from the skyline to Seraph's side.

Qian Renxue tapped her toes and stood on top of the hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast. The tiger under her feet let out a roar in time.

Those black-clothed soul masters either knelt down fervently and paid the highest respect to the Pope, or cheered for victory and felt the supreme glory.

Long live the angel, everlasting. (End of chapter)