Douluo's Heavens Upgrade

The words fell, and there was a trace of confusion in Xue Di's always vigilant eyes, but the word "God" gave her a great shock.

Stronger than her, she still can't see through Chen Xiaoming at this moment, no, it should be said that compared to what she saw eight years ago, the Snow Emperor felt that Chen Xiaoming was unfathomable.

Eight years ago, he was still able to fight with him. At this moment, just because the opponent was standing in front of him, Xue Di knew that he would definitely lose.

"Are you silent? Then I'll assume you agreed. After all, I was optimistic about you back then!"

Without giving Xue Di a chance to speak, Chen Xiaoming flicked his right hand, and a silver ball of light flew out and merged into Xue Di's body.

In an instant, a dazzling silver light bloomed, and a silver ancient tree logo appeared on Snow Emperor's forehead.

The countless feats of Chen Xiaoming's great achievements were like slideshows, echoing in Xuedi's mind, and Xuedi fell into a circle.

There is no assessment, no reward, and no divine power.

Could this be the so-called divine inheritance?Has she been deceived?

Looking at Chen Xiaoming with puzzled eyes, seeing Chen Xiaoming's sophisticated appearance at the moment, he nodded lightly and smiled with satisfaction.

"Well, yes, you can continue to practice here first. After I finish fighting with the Sea God, Angel God, Shura God, and Rakshasa God, I will come back and pass on your divine position."

Having selected the inheritor of his divine position in advance, Chen Xiaoming did not explain much to the Snow Emperor, but flew out directly and went to the other side.

In the distant sky, Chen Xiaoming felt a scorching flame coming, although he wondered why Qian Renxue didn't look for Tang San, but instead came to him.

However, Chen Xiaoming, who had been looking forward to this battle for a long time, naturally would not be shy, and went up to him directly.

Flying over the extreme north, Chen Xiaoming found a quiet place, stopped, and waited quietly.

I don't know how long it took, the temperature around it rose slightly, and there seemed to be two suns in the sky in the distance.

"It's finally here, God of Angels."

Chapter 92

"You came."

The snowflakes were flying all around in winter, but at this moment, all of them melted, the sky suddenly cleared, and a scorching sun was on the horizon. Chen Xiaoming glanced casually and smiled lightly.

In the midair, a woman who looked only ten years old was wearing a golden palace dress. The style was simple and elegant. The golden stand-up collar protected her snow-white and slender neck. Scattered behind.

The golden eyes are as calm as water, and between the eyebrows, there is a small Seraph branded, and with her stunning face, it is extraordinarily attractive.

"You don't seem surprised at all!"

Looking at Chen Xiaoming more indifferently than herself, Qian Renxue couldn't help but be a little puzzled. The latter and him had never been masked. The reason why she knew Chen Xiaoming was because of the humiliation Chen Xiaoming brought to Wuhun Hall in that battle.

The lives of his grandfather and several elders in the Spirit Hall must be paid for in blood.

"Huh? Surprised, why should I be surprised."

With a raised eyebrow, Chen Xiaoming slowly floated into the air, standing at the same height as Qian Renxue.

"You know, in order to wait for you to become gods, I have waited for a full eight years!"

"Do you know how I spent the past eight years?"

Chen Xiaoming's mood gradually increased, his eyes were excited and excited, his hands gradually clenched, and in the past eight years, he had insisted on basking in the sun for an hour every day, taking a lunch break for an hour, plus afternoon tea leisure time. Douluo Continent, see the scenery everywhere, etc.

"In the past eight years, I have been practicing hard every day. Every day, um, you just need to know that I work hard."

Chen Xiaoming is still going to continue to talk, but he has never practiced hard, how can he know what it is like to practice hard.

Anyway, he worked very hard, and he has been cultivating for eight years. After all, his system has been breathing every day for eight years, adding experience points to him. This should be regarded as his cultivation.

Hmm, it must be counted!

System: p, Lao Tzu gave you the hang, but you are shameless!That is Lao Tzu practicing!

"I don't want to know how you lived. I just want to say that the shame you brought to the Spirit Hall back then needs your blood to repay today!"

Qian Renxue's eyes gradually turned cold. Eight years ago, Chen Xiaoming defeated Qian Daoliu and destroyed most of the Spirit Hall. The title Douluo of the Spirit Hall suffered heavy casualties. She was lurking in the Heaven Dou Palace and was urgently recalled.

Qian Daoliu, who was severely injured by Chen Xiaoming, has been dragging his severely injured body to start the test of angel inheritance.

In the end, Qian Daoliu, who was seriously injured, finally made it to the end of the assessment and sacrificed himself.

However, defeating Chen Xiaoming has become Qian Daoliu's greatest obsession.

This obsession also influenced Qian Renxue in the past eight years.

Only then did Qian Renxue come to look for Chen Xiaoming as soon as she became a god.

Qian Renxue's words made Chen Xiaoming frown, the smile on his face gradually narrowed, and his eyes sharpened.Pay with blood?

"Very good, what happened in the past, don't ask right or wrong, since you have become a god, then if you want to be ashamed, it depends on whether your fist is big enough."

Chen Xiaoming's body was shaken, and an invisible wave spread out around it, and a faint silver light instantly enveloped the surrounding area of ​​[-] meters.

Qian Renxue was very calm, letting the silver light shroud her, her face still indifferent, she looked at Chen Xiaoming with a pair of eyes, waiting for his shot.

She wanted to defeat her grandfather with one blow when Chen Xiaoming was the strongest.

"Go ahead!"

Qian Renxue's indifferent words made Chen Xiaoming stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Let him go?For many years, since he came to this Douluo Continent, no one dared to speak to him like this.

"Interesting, interesting, a mere god of angels dares to be so arrogant."

Chen Xiaoming was also interested for a while. He glanced at the experience points in the system, but he was not in a hurry to upgrade. A cold light flashed in Chen Xiaoming's eyes, but he wanted to see how strong a real god is.

"boom."

Chen Xiaoming's soul power exploded, the majestic soul power poured out like a vast ocean, nine hundred thousand year soul rings danced out, slowly rhythm around the body, the soul bones revolved to the extreme, the terrifying breath turned into a blood-colored pillar , soaring into the sky.

"Boom, bang, bang, bang, bang"

There was a dull sound all around, a violent roar from the air, and nine blood-colored [-]-year-old souls danced around the blood column.

"out."

Aokishu Martial Spirit appeared in his right hand, nine spirit rings flew down in an instant, a hot red light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, Aokishu Martial Spirit instantly grew wildly, but in just a moment, it grew to a height of [-] meters. .

The nine soul rings rhythmically rhythmically moved around the green tree from top to bottom. With Chen Xiaoming's right hand grip, they suddenly retracted, like a ring, strangling on the green tree.

The red [-]-year spirit ring continued to infiltrate, and with the infiltration of the first [-]-year spirit ring, there was a blood-colored trace on the originally blue green tree.The already powerful Aoki Tree is now a bit more powerful.

Chen Xiaoming was in control with concentration, he was not in a hurry to use his bloodline origin, since Qian Renxue gave him the opportunity to let go, he didn't mind playing.

This move can be said to be Chen Xiaoming's highest level of soul power, inspired by Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

It has to be said that although Sword Douluo Chenxin is not strong enough, the latter's comprehension is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

He integrated all his spirit rings into the Martial Soul Seven Killing Sword, which greatly increased the power of the Seven Killing Sword. Chen Xiaoming had this idea when he fought against him.

Although he didn't have the ring blasting stunt of Clear Sky Sect, over the years, Chen Xiaoming has also achieved the point where the rings are one and the nine rings are one.

ding ding"

Second Soul Ring, Third Soul Ring, Fourth Soul Ring

As one after another hundred thousand year spirit rings merged into the Cyanwood Tree martial soul, the originally blue Cyanwood Tree now emits one after another dazzling red light.

The majestic soul power is constantly gathering, Qian Renxue, who has been unmoved, has a dignified expression at this moment. She has just become the god of angels, and from this blow, she feels the threat.

"not good."

Qian Renxue's face changed drastically, her smile disappeared, an indescribable majesty bloomed from her body, and a layer of golden brilliance emerged from the surface of her body like a mist.

"Ding."

With the last soft sound, the ninth spirit ring merged into the green wood tree. Under the majestic spirit power, the green wood tree, which was more than thirty meters tall, instantly shrank to three meters in size, like a red wooden stick. He smashed down at Qian Renxue.

The terrifying power, just waved, seemed to smash the surrounding space, and in an instant, dark space cracks appeared.

"Accept the call, Qian Renxue."

"The epee has no sharp edge, and it doesn't work."

Chapter 93 Angel Judgment

"The epee has no sharp edge, and it doesn't work."

A simple stick, including Chen Xiaoming's current pinnacle of soul power, rank ninety-ninth spirit power, a hundred thousand year spirit ring, and a hundred thousand year spirit bone, all exploded in this stick.

Chen Xiaoming didn't believe that Qian Renxue dared to resist this blow without using divine power.

"Humph."

Qian Renxue snorted coldly and came back to her senses. The six wings behind her fluttered at the same time. The incomparable golden flame instantly enveloped her body completely, and her whole body was like a golden meteor.

The right hand formed a fist, and the majestic golden flames gathered, attached to the fist.

Without hesitation, he directly faced the attacking stick and smashed away with a punch.

"boom--"

The stick shadow and the fist shadow collided, and a huge golden beam of light rushed into the sky as high as several hundred meters, and the terrifying shock wave went all around.

Within a radius of one thousand meters, it turned into ruins.

"click, click, click"

With a crisp sound, one after another cracks appeared on the red wooden stick that contained Chen Xiaoming's full-strength blow, while Qian Renxue only frowned slightly.

"Are you so strong?"

A golden flame rose up, Qian Renxue's right fist made an effort, and he punched the wooden stick again. The wooden stick flew upside down in an instant, and a hole appeared where it was hit.

"Snapped."

The figure jumped, caught the wooden stick, and the majestic power came from above. Chen Xiaoming stepped back three steps in a row, and waves of space ripples fluctuated before canceling the power on it.

"Sure enough, this is the gap between gods and mortals!"

Feeling the majestic divine power emanating from Qian Renxue at this moment, as if the power of the sun's fire was endless, Chen Xiaoming felt that he was facing a big furnace.

"It's really disappointing. It seems that you have recognized the gap between mortals and gods."

One blow destroyed Chen Xiaoming's strongest blow, Qian Renxue's eyes had a trace of self-satisfaction, God's power cannot be resisted by human beings.

Even if the opponent is a Limit Douluo, it is still not enough to see in front of God.