Douluo: Peerless Angel Qian Renxue

The waters of the Sea of ​​Spirit were also occupied by the devil's poison at this moment. Those were Chang Gongwei's most essential spiritual powers and the origin of a god's consciousness.

Logically speaking, the sea water should all be contaminated with his spiritual power, the angel of light, so it should undoubtedly be golden spiritual power, but at this moment it is emitting a creepy purple-black color.

The sky of the sea of ​​spirit also turned dark at this moment. No light could be seen in the body of this angel of light. Only the black and white halo summoned by the little devil was flashing.

And around her, there were tiny dots of light surrounding the little devil, like a galaxy flowing in the dark sea of ​​the soul. At this moment, the sea and the sky seemed to be reversed, and the beauty was breathtaking.

It was indeed suffocating, because in the outside world, death had begun to emanate from Chang Gongwei's body, and on his head, a crown of thorns appeared that had nothing to do with an angel.

He seemed to have fallen, from a holy and bright angel to an evil one, and the twelve wings behind him began to shrink at this time. The wings folded forward and surrounded his body from the sides. Just from his movements and expression, one could see the pain he was experiencing at this moment.

The tip of the wing became like a sharp thorn, came to his chest and pierced into it, as if telling his heart to stop jumping mischievously.

At this moment, his long golden hair seemed to begin to grow inwards, shrinking and falling out on its own.

In the sea of ​​spirit, countless holes appeared on the horizon. They were gaps caused by the erosion of the toxins used by the little devil. In just a minute or so, the sea of ​​spirit of the peak first-level god instantly became riddled with holes. Those golden hairs growing inward seemed to be used to plug these holes to prevent the spiritual power in his sea of ​​spirit from flowing out.

"it's useless."

The little devil snapped her fingers, and countless strange creatures reappeared in the sea. That was her third soul skill - Summoning of Ten Thousand Threads, a summoning type soul skill. At this moment, the little devil used Chang Gongwei's mental power as strength and used it for her own benefit.

Various spiritual creatures mimicked by Chang Gongwei's own mental power emerged from the sea. At this time, the little devil was like a complete villain, killing the so-called angel of light, but she did not regret it. She even wanted this guy to die quickly.

Putting aside the prejudice of judging people by appearance, this guy has become Qian Renxue's enemy in terms of "Angel God King's uniqueness". Although the little angel has disintegrated the angel god position by himself and wants to verify himself, what the little angel said is "the so-called assessment perception of the God King's uniqueness has weakened", not "disappeared".

In other words, the little angels did not completely escape the supervision of the laws of the universe, but their supervision was weakened.

Therefore, they wanted to try to see if they could break the curse by letting the little devil kill the angel of light, Chang Gongwei. They were not sure about the success rate, but it was always worth a try.

The little devil is also Qian Renxue, isn't he?

The spiritual creatures summoned by the little devil rushed to the surroundings one after another and then dispersed.

It is not known whether it is because their origin is Chang Gongwei's spiritual power, so they are afraid of their creator; or because they have been overwritten by the power of the little devil, and have the ability to devour and erode, and are full of greed for the pure soul power around them.

At this time, the spirit of the little devil inserted the sickle blade she had conjured into the sea. The ancient purple-blue sickle was covered with the power of the evil god. As she moved, the sickle blade emitted eight sharp blade lights, which spread out in all directions with the little devil as the center.

The blade lights were like purple thorns or the sharpest attacks, and the sea automatically separated and split in response to those attacks. The ancient books of the Spirit Hall once said that gods split the strait with sharp swords, and now the little devil is enough to split the "sea of ​​spirit" or "plane of consciousness" of the peak of the first-level god into a shape similar to the Jingyang Mountains - like the eight legs of a spider. She turned her body slightly, turned the sickle handle from her right hand to her left hand, and exerted force with both hands.

"Mother, even though you've always told me not to blindly imitate the abilities you once had..." she said softly, "I still can't help but imagine the abilities you once had in my mind."

As soon as she finished speaking, another eight sickles suddenly emerged from the cracks or scars in the sea that she had split, and a total of nine magic sickles were under her control.

The sea of ​​spirit seemed to be in turmoil at this moment. The little demon creatures summoned by the little devil suddenly accelerated again, floating up and down in the sea water. The huge waves of spiritual power rolled, and countless points of light splashed when the waves fell back to the sea.

It was as if there was a ghost wailing in the "air". The sound came from the black and white halo summoned by the little devil. On its left and right sides, the black border was slightly elongated, and it looked like a giant eye, but with only white of the eye and no eyeball.

"You are not an angel... why do you want to interfere in our fight... who are you... anyway?" Chang Gongwei's spirit body was also in this broken sea of ​​spirit, but he could only watch it all happen.

Because of his mistake, when he realized something was wrong, his sea of ​​​​spiritual soul had almost become a playground for little devils. When his consciousness returned to his sea of ​​​​spiritual soul, he found that he had lost part of his ability to control his sea of ​​​​spiritual soul.

Because the little devil's poison was too strong. In fact, whether it was the poison of the Eternal Spider King or the poison of the Dark Demon Evil God, taking one alone was enough to make him struggle to death, and now that both of them came together, how could he resist?

"Have you never thought that your opponent should never be just an angel?"

"Don't you know that if you hadn't come to us on your own initiative, then according to our plan, we probably wouldn't want to have too much karma with you in the future?"

"Oh, you really don't know. Because you probably don't know why you have a face that is almost exactly the same as others. You are just a chess piece on the chessboard of God, but you are complacent because you are a [General]."

The little devil stood calmly between the black and white halos, like the strongest reef in the ocean. No matter how it was washed away, it remained motionless. It even took control of the ocean that did not belong to it, and set off a huge frenzy, impacting the boundaries of this world.

The black and white halo that looked like an eye suddenly seemed to come to life at this moment.

"The eyes of the Rakshasa ghost can see through the heaven and earth; in one breath, they can kill all three thousand worlds!"

The little devil didn't speak, but the violent sound echoed throughout the sea of ​​​​spirituality. It was the whisper of the devil, carrying endless killing intent and destruction. The most powerful attack of Bibi Dong's 100,000-year-old torso bone was simulated by the little devil. This was not an ability she possessed, but she relied on her own mental power to achieve the effect of replicating it.

This kind of situation is hard to come by and it may be difficult to replicate it next time.

A huge red beam of light burst out from the black and white halo, and at that moment, the sound of wind appeared in Chang Gongwei's ears. (End of this chapter)