Reject the Goddess from Douluo

The slender and thick sword is covered with dark golden magic patterns, and the blood-red long sword is full of extremely fierce killing breath.

Although it was the first time for everyone present to see this blood-colored giant sword with their own eyes, there is no doubt that this is a real "artifact" used by the gods!

I haven't seen its owner, but just the aura emanating from this huge sword is enough to make Sword Douluo feel a sense of powerlessness and fear from the bottom of his heart at this moment.

"Those who want to kill me from the Clear Sky School! Haha! People from the Spirit Hall must die! People from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School must die too! People from the Heaven Dou Empire must die too!"

A young voice with these madness and cold killing intent resounded through the battlefield.

At this moment, after hearing this voice, the four elders of the Clear Sky School instantly had a flash of excitement in their eyes.

"Haha, old suzerain! I have finally stepped into the realm of gods! My Clear Sky School has finally succeeded!"

The second elder of the Haotian School laughed excitedly, and as soon as the laughter fell, in the distant sky, a blood shadow flew towards him at an extremely fast speed.

Sensing this aura that was so powerful that no one could resist at all, Jian Douluo's expression changed instantly, and the Seven Killing Sword turned into a stream of light, carrying Ning Fengzhi and fleeing in an instant.

Chapter 580 God-level powerhouse

Chapter 580 God Level Powerhouse

As for Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo, naturally they didn't react too slowly, and immediately split up and ran away.

Even Golden Dragon Douluo didn't care about the severe pain of the severed hand, feeling that powerful and terrifying aura approaching quickly, he immediately ran away with fear on his face.

However, at this moment, although the owner of the blood-colored giant sword has not yet arrived.

But the bloody giant sword suddenly moved.

Facing the direction in which Golden Dragon Douluo was fleeing, he slashed in the air!

Suddenly, the sky was bright or dark, and a reddish blood curtain phantom appeared, instantly covering the surrounding sky and Golden Dragon Douluo who had just escaped a moment later.

Then, the bloody giant sword turned into a blood thread, and appeared behind Golden Dragon Douluo in an instant.

puff!

Suddenly, Golden Dragon Douluo's body was torn apart, and blood rained from the sky!

After killing Golden Dragon Douluo, the blood line also turned into a giant sword and flew back into the sky, in the hands of the handsome long-haired young man with blue hair and red pupils, exuding a bloody aura.

"The battle situation has changed! All armies retreat quickly! Retreat quickly!"

Accompanied by the appearance of this young man, the combined army of the Wuhun Temple, which had already entered the fortress, immediately issued orders to retreat urgently.

The battle situation changed instantly.

"Old Sovereign!" The four elders of the Haotian School, who were obviously several rounds older than the young man, stepped forward respectfully after seeing the young man's figure, and saluted.

"Trash! How about the casualties of my subordinates?" The young man swept his bloody eyes towards

Hearing the young man's question, the Second Elder seemed a little afraid, and stepped forward to answer boldly.

"Those soul masters who came out of the Slaughter City almost all died in order to resist the army of the Wuhun Palace..."

"Hmph! What a waste! It's good to die! Now that the king has obtained the god position, he doesn't need these nutrients anymore! However, those who dare to touch the king's things will not have a good end!" The corner of the young man's mouth curled up. , Looking at the troops fleeing like ants under their feet.

With a light wave of the blood-colored giant sword in the palm of his hand, a thousand-foot-long blood-colored sword shadow fell from the sky in an instant, and chopped down directly!

"what!"

The bloody sword intent slashed down, and countless stumps and corpses splashed. Accompanied by horrified wailing, the bloody aura instantly filled the sky.

The young man took a breath of the faint smell of blood in the sky, a happy smile appeared on his face for an instant, and then disappeared.

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As the suzerain of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the president commander of the joint army this time, although Ning Fengzhi fled the battlefield immediately, he did not leave too far away, but quickly returned to the barracks, issuing orders to retreat one after another.

Now, with the emergence of god-level powerhouses, it is meaningless to have more of these conventional forces.

This situation is no longer within his control.

in the camp.

"Father! What happened?" At this moment, Ning Rongrong was holding a little white rabbit and asked anxiously.

Beside her, Zhu Zhuqing's indifferent face also showed a hint of worry, and he looked at Ning Fengzhi.

"Didn't I tell someone to let you go quickly! What are you doing here!" Ning Fengzhi raised his head suddenly when he heard his daughter's voice, and said anxiously.

"But, what happened? And Dad, you haven't left yet..." Looking at his father's anxious look, Ning Rongrong seemed to be aware of the seriousness of the crisis, and said hastily.

"I don't have time to explain to you, Uncle Jian, quickly take them away!" At this moment, Ning Fengzhi didn't have the heart to explain to Ning Rongrong, and ordered directly to Jian Douluo beside him.

This place is very close to the battlefield of the fortress, and the god-level powerhouse will come chasing and killing them at any time. If the god-level powerhouse appears, none of them will be able to leave!

Sword Douluo also understood the current situation, and didn't talk nonsense, he immediately called out the Seven Killing Sword, wanting to fly with the sword, and take Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing away from here.

However, just when Jian Douluo called out the Seven Killing Sword, a slightly crazy laugh suddenly sounded.

"It's really lively. There are a lot of old acquaintances, but why do you want to run away? It's hard to meet, let's chat together."

At this moment, Sword Douluo's figure suddenly froze, and with a faint blood-colored field spreading, the Seven Killing Sword that was originally summoned from within his body also fell powerlessly to the ground, then turned into a streamer, and returned to the inside him.

Sword Douluo looked desperate. Although he had expected the power of a god-level powerhouse, he never expected that in his domain, he would not be able to mobilize even a trace of soul power, just like an ordinary person.

And Ning Fengzhi at this moment, seeing the young man with blue hair and red eyes appear, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he sighed a long time, and said with a little trembling.

"Your Excellency, let them go..."

Although Ning Fengzhi knew that the chances were slim, he still wanted to fight for a chance of life for his daughter and Zhu Zhuqing.

"Haha, Uncle Ning, what are you talking about? Rongrong Zhuqing and I are old friends, do you think I will hurt them? No, no, no!"

"Old friend?" Hearing the young man's words, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flickered slightly.

"Oh, it seems that you have noticed something? That's right, I am Tang San." As if noticing Zhu Zhuqing's gaze, "Tang San" shifted his gaze to Zhu Zhuqing at this moment, and said with a smile.

"Tang San!?" Ning Rongrong couldn't help being startled when she heard it at this moment, and exclaimed, seemingly unbelievable.

Tang San hadn't heard from Tang San for many years, and she hadn't seen him since the soul master contest left.

But in her memory, Tang San didn't look like this at all, whether it was temperament or appearance!

"Tang San?! Aren't you King Shura?" Hearing what "Tang San" said, even Ning Fengzhi couldn't help shrinking his pupils and said in surprise.

"King Shura is me, Tang San is me, Tang Chen is me, God Shura is also me!" Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Tang San said with a smile, his face twisted, like a lunatic with a twisted mind.

After Tang San laughed out loud, he immediately shifted his gaze to Ning Rongrong. Of course, to be precise, it was the little rabbit in Ning Rongrong's arms.

"Xiao Wu, my little sister, to save brother Ning Fan, turned into this appearance, she really is... a waste!" Tang San said with a sneer.

"Speaking of which, where is my big brother Ning Fan? Did he inherit some kind of god position? In my memory, I seem to be unable to see through this big brother Ning Fan..."

"The so-called inheritance of the God of Angels in Wuhundian is still Bibi Dong's inheritance of the God of Slaughter. In my eyes, it's nothing more than trash. In fact, in my eyes, Brother Ning Fan is what I look forward to the most."

In the eyes of "Tang San" at this moment, whether it is the God of Slaughter or the God of Angels, he can see through it, or in other words, he has known it for a long time.

However, Ning Fan was something he couldn't see through all the time. He couldn't see through what kind of god position he had inherited, and he didn't know how strong he was.

It is precisely because he has been unable to see clearly that the person he fears the most is "Ning Fan" who has disappeared for many years and has never heard of it!

"So, for the sake of big brother Ning Fan, I won't kill them. On the contrary, I have to 'protect' them well!" Tang San replied looking at Ning Fengzhi with a wicked smile on his face.

Hearing Tang San's words, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Ning Fengzhi's mouth.

They are not in danger for now, but it is obvious that "Tang San" wants to use Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu as hostages to threaten Ning Fan.

At that time, even if Ning Fan returns after inheriting the "divine position", he will be afraid of the safety of Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiaowu.

Although he understood Tang San's intentions, he couldn't stop it all.

In front of a god-level powerhouse, not to mention him, even Sword Douluo is like an unarmed ordinary person...

However, just when Ning Fengzhi was desperate and powerless.

Suddenly, a figure like a golden shooting star flashed into the tent from the sky, and immediately a majestic cold shout sounded.

"I originally wanted to see if he would be here! I didn't expect that at the last moment of the Haotian School, a god-level powerhouse would appear."

Chapter 581 Is it over?

Chapter 581 Is it over?

Accompanied by this majestic cold shout, a woman who looked like only eighteen or nineteen years old appeared, tall and plump, dressed in palace attire, with elegant temperament.

His face is noble and glamorous, with a small seraph brand between his eyebrows, his golden eyes are as calm as water, and there is no energy fluctuation in his body, he looks like an ordinary person.

Qian Renxue!

After Ning Fengzhi saw this woman appear, a gleam of hope burst into his eyes instantly!

Qian Renxue was able to easily intrude into "Tang San"'s domain, without a doubt, she has also been promoted to that extraordinary domain now, becoming a god-level powerhouse!

"It's you?" At this moment Qian Renxue looked at "Tang San" with her pair of slender phoenix eyes, and murmured with some surprise.

Back then, when Xue Beng launched the palace coup, the strong man beside Xue Beng was exactly this person.

And she also fought against him at that time, and her means of strength were extremely weird, if Ning Fan hadn't reminded her before leaving, otherwise she might be in danger...

"Oh, did Qian Daoliu succeed? However, the God of Angels is nothing in my eyes!"

Immediately, Tang San smiled charmingly, the giant sword in his hand gleamed with blood light, his whole body exuded a bloody aura, powerful fluctuations of divine power spilled out, and even before he could make a move, the space around him was slightly distorted.

Seeing this, Qian Renxue's expression suddenly changed, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Suddenly, the whole body shone with golden light, and the divine power surged in his body.

After a while, the light dissipated, and the original elegant and noble palace attire disappeared, replaced by the angelic attire evolved from six soul bones, the angelic holy armor.

The gorgeous golden armor is completely built according to the proportions of her body, the raised breastplate, the narrowed slender waist armor, the golden and white battle skirt as long as about a foot, the round shoulder armor, and other armors that perfectly contain the body, Envelop her whole body in it.

At the golden brand mark on her forehead, a ring encircled her forehead, and in the center of the ring, a cherub-shaped gemstone shone brightly.

There are waves above the ring, a total of seven wave crests, forming a headdress like a princess crown.

Feather-like patterns spread across every part of the armor, and the six wings on the back have turned into brilliant and transparent gold, vibrating gently.

Circles of golden ripples spread continuously in the center of Qian Renxue, and the huge golden holy flame spread to every part of Qian Renxue's body.

Sensing Tang San's terrifying aura, Qian Renxue directly displayed her strongest state at this moment!

And with Qian Renxue's transformation, under the holy light she radiated, the domain originally formed by Tang San also disappeared.