Birth mother Douluo Bibidong? Please abdicate the Pope

The dissipation of power continues.

However, the monstrous rules cannot come even close to Qian Renfeng.

On one side is a thousand-foot wind standing in the sky, on the other side is the rough sea of ​​rules.

The advent of every rule brought about a destructive momentum, and everyone regarded Qian Renfeng as a thorn in their side.

It's a pity that these rules can only be stared at by Qian Renfengqian in the Douluo plane.

If these rules were sensible, I would definitely hate Qian Renfeng with all my teeth.

People who violate the rules.

At this time, all the rules of heaven must be forcibly imposed on him alone.

All judgments must be borne by him alone.

Once again, when the rules do not exist, once again the rules are challenged.

It's tolerable, but it's intolerable.

"puff--"

Suddenly, a trace of blood spurted out from the corner of Qian Renfeng's mouth, and the bright red blood kept dripping downwards.

Before it landed on the sea, all the blood had evaporated halfway.

"Haha, the backlash of the rules has finally begun?"

Qian Renfeng said to himself, looking at the monstrous rules outside the Douluo plane, looking at the endless rules that had not completely come to the Douluo plane.

But his body was already covered with hidden wounds.

"Meditation!"

In the God's Forbidden Land, Qian Dao Liu opened his eyes violently. He saw Qian Renfeng vomiting blood from his mouth, and also saw the sharp light bursting out of Bibi Dong's eyes, and he immediately shouted.

"Feng'er is already on his own. He can shoulder all the responsibilities of the Douluo plane on his own. We can't cause him more trouble."

"You should be very clear that the extent of Feng'er's power loss just now cannot be replaced by you and me. It won't help if we go up."

"On the contrary, if he ends up protecting us because of our sudden action, there may be even worse results."

Qian Daoliu's aura was steady, his martial soul was being continuously tempered behind him, and his voice was low and hoarse.

Every word he said spoke to Bibi Dong's heart.

Bibi Dong pursed her red lips tightly. Her eyebrows stood up as she listened to Qian Daoliu's words. She hesitated for a long time but finally made no move.

Not only her, but Gu Yuena on the other side was also in a very wrong situation at this time.

Although she didn't move at all, the aura on Gu Yuena's body became very unstable at this time.

Obviously, all this was because Qian Renfeng was emotionally affected after she was suddenly struck back by the rules.

If it weren't for her strong concentration, she wouldn't have been able to sit still at this moment, and she would have rushed to Qian Renfeng's side.

Seeing that no one moved, Qian Renfeng curled up into a smile.

The worst case scenario did not occur.

After understanding all this, he felt completely at ease.

"cut!"

With a soft drink, the Death Scythe appeared in his palm. The dark scythe blade was very thin in the sea of ​​rules.

Unlike before, Qian Renfeng was talking about slashing, but he did not actually slash the death sickle towards the sea of ​​rules.

A cracked gap appeared on the Death Scythe, Qian Renfeng just watched quietly.

Seeing the cracks appearing, the smile on his face became even wider.

His beheading is not the beheading rule, but the beheading itself.

What cuts is the death sickle.

Use the sharp edge of the Death Scythe to kill the body of the Death Scythe.

It cannot be broken or established.

If it is broken, it will pass through the sky and the earth.

After all, he is an outsider. Qian Renfeng understands Douluo Continent very clearly.

The so-called super artifact is actually just that.

He doesn't need a super divine weapon, the one he condenses with his own martial soul is already comparable to a super divine weapon.

so……

Ordinary super artifacts simply cannot meet his needs.

At this time, what he had to do was to apply what happened to Qian Daoliu, Bo Saixi, and Bibi Dong to himself.

Shatter your own martial soul.

Tempered by rules, he merged into the true position of God King.

Card rub——

Card rub——

There are more and more cracks on the Death Scythe, and some places have become completely hollow.

Qian Renfeng did not do anything to stop it.

Not only did he not stop him, but the eight-winged fallen angel spirit also appeared behind him.

Rules, one after another, are wrapped around the eight-winged fallen angel as if they have eyes.

"cracking--"

A strange cry came from the eight-winged fallen angel martial spirit.

The voice is sharp and penetrates the soul.

Qian Renfeng remained unmoved. He just watched indifferently as the eight-winged fallen angel spirit was being torn apart under the rules.

Just like the Death Scythe, cracks appeared on the body of the eight-winged fallen angel spirit.

However, at this time, the cracks on the body of the eight-winged fallen angel were like wounds on a human body.

Every time a crack appeared, black blood spilled from it.

"It's just as expected."

"This martial spirit is indeed not a good thing."

Qian Renfeng's expression was indifferent, and his cold childlike light fell on the eight-winged fallen angel spirit.

The black blood confirmed his suspicions.

"Fortunately, I suddenly had this idea. If I become a god in this way, this eight-winged fallen angel spirit may eventually become my biggest problem."

"The incarnation of darkness, the body of evil, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my true heart in the end, and I will truly become the most evil person in this universe and space."

One by one, cold words popped out from the gap between Qian Renfeng's lips, and his cold expression did not change at all.

He vaguely remembered that when he first awakened his martial spirit, he almost died.

At that time, it was not Bibi Dong who wanted to take action against him, but Qian Daoliu.

At that time, Qian Daoliu was the high priest who guarded the throne of the angel god. He was the one who made sacrifices for the next angel god. He was also the last trump card of the Wuhun Palace at that time.

Evil will not be tolerated by Wuhun Palace.

The emergence of evil martial spirits is a thorn in Qiandaoliu's side.

Fortunately, he showed enough courage and showed that he was not corrupted by the evil spirit.

In the end, he survived.

Finally, he got to where he is now.

Since that time, Qian Renfeng has been thinking about a problem.

How can a martial soul control a soul master?

Until now, after verifying his guess, he must have done something.

The evil martial spirit may not be considered a martial spirit in essence.

Because of some special properties of Wuhun, these evils will affect people in a subtle way.

Just like Tang San.

After the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline was deprived of it, the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit mutated into a vampire vine.

The vampire vine is an evil martial spirit, a martial spirit that can only be possessed by evil spirit masters. Under the influence of the vampire vine, Tang San became what he is now despite Tang San's own self-destruction.

And he didn't want to take Tang San's path.

He didn't want to become a puppet affected by martial arts.

What is happening now is the changes he has made for all this.

Three evil spirits.

The eight-winged fallen angel, the abyss dragon, and the death scythe.

Any single martial spirit is enough to affect a normal soul master. He has three such evil martial spirits, and they are also original trinity martial spirits.

If you are really affected, the consequences will be disastrous.

Qian Renfeng did not dare to imagine that if he truly created the position of God King, he created the Second God Realm, but was eventually affected by evil.

At that time, he may become the second Dragon God.

Destroy the heaven and earth, destroy the Second God Realm into a mess, and even kill the closest relatives around you.

In the end, in order to keep sanity alive, he may also take the path of the Dragon God and have to be cut apart on his own initiative.

After understanding all this, he will naturally not let the evil spirit become his biggest weakness, he will remove all these weaknesses.

"Next, it's your turn."

Soon, Qian Renfeng's eyes fell on the Abyss Demonic Dragon Spirit.

The death sickle was extremely cracked, and the eight-winged fallen angel spirit was also scarred.

Right now, the only one who is still healthy is the Abyss Demonic Dragon.

Qian Renfeng was very cold and arrogant, and he did not hesitate at all.

To do it is to do it most absolutely.

"cut!"

Roar--

Qian Renfeng let out another soft drink.

The next second, the Abyss Dragon roared hysterically.

Just like the Eight-Winged Fallen Angel Martial Spirit and the Death Scythe, there were also wounds on its body.

The same black blood spilled from the dragon's body, and pieces of purple-black dragon scales fell down the sky.

The dragon scales burned with black flames, and black flames dotted the sky.

Black lotuses bloom, and blood flowers overflow.

The beauty of the sky is breathtaking.

"puff--"

At this time, Qian Renfeng spat out another mouthful of blood, and the Death Scythe was completely shattered.

The martial soul was shattered, and the backlash struck.

Blood was sprinkled in the sky, and Qian Renfeng's breath suddenly fell.

His tall and straight body was slightly stooped.

A rare vein appeared on Qian Renfeng's forehead, and his knees were already somewhat bent.

However, even in such a situation, he still maintained his arrogance.

No matter what, you must stand.

Kneeling down or lying down is absolutely impossible and absolutely impossible to appear in Qian Renfeng's life dictionary.

In the forbidden land, everyone noticed Qian Renfeng's situation at this time, and all of them had a look of unbearability in their eyes.

Unlike before, their auras had begun to rise at this time, and they could even feel something hard growing between their eyebrows.

Those are their godheads.

However, in the process of creating godhood in this way, they did not feel even the slightest bit of pressure.

All the pressure was shouldered by Qian Renfeng alone.

At this moment, Qian Renfeng is not only carrying all the pressure alone, but is also shattering his own martial soul.

The shattering of the martial soul is fatal to the soul master.

It can range from severe injuries to death by hammering and being unable to recover.

Seriously, he fell on the spot and turned into a handful of loess.

It is definitely very dangerous to behave like this when you are safe, not to mention that Qian Renfeng is still responsible for all the rules at this time.

There is no movement in the sea of ​​rules, but the backlash of the rules continues to riot on Qian Renfeng.

No one felt the backlash of the rules, just because Qian Renfeng never showed it.

Moreover, the real suppression by rules has not yet completely arrived.

"Continue to break through!"

"He has fought everything for you on his own. If you can't break through, you will be ashamed of his help to you."

"Also, the Douluo Soul Beast obeys the orders. If none of you can become gods this time, I will personally send you on your way after that."

"The unique conditions have been prepared for you. If you can't even pass the test of becoming a god, how can I expect you to help me control everything in the future?"

Gu Yuena spoke, her voice was very solemn.

The king's temperament, which is not inferior to that of Qian Renfeng, is undoubtedly displayed at this moment.

Every time Qian Renfeng vomited blood, she saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart.

The relationship between the two has already undergone a qualitative change unconsciously.

She wouldn't be willing to bow her head in front of Qian Renfeng, but she definitely couldn't bear to see Qian Renfeng get hurt.

Qian Renfeng at this time was the weakest Qian Renfeng she had ever seen.

The man who used to stand upright now has embarked on this path because he wanted to lose his strength and shatter his martial soul.

She was very shocked.

And at the same time, she also knew very well how much it would help all the creatures on the Douluo plane to become gods.

The simplest way to become a god is this.

When Di Tian and others heard Gu Yuena's evil roar, they all gathered their thoughts again and began to focus all their attention on condensing the divine personality.

Chen Xin and others, Qian Daoliu and others, as well as Golden Crocodile Douluo and others, did not dare to waste any more time at this time, and all looked away from Qian Renfeng.

Not adding to the chaos is the greatest help.

"cracking--"

The roar of the eight-winged fallen angel spirit sounded again.

Finally, after persisting for a long time, the eight-winged fallen angel spirit was completely transformed into nothingness under the tempering of the rules.

A black aura filled the space between heaven and earth.

Every black aura wants to return to Qian Renfeng, but it still can't blend in.

No more Death Scythe, no more Eight-Winged Fallen Angel Spirit.

Qian Renfeng's aura became weaker, and the only remaining abyss demon dragon spirit in front of him continued to struggle in the sky.

Uncontrollable wounds appeared one after another, and it hurt to the extreme.

It is not willing to just turn into nothingness, it wants to continue struggling.

However, no matter how hard it struggled, it could never stop the rhythm of its body being torn apart.

"Roar--"

The roar of the dragon shook the heaven and the earth.

The Abyss Demonic Dragon was roaring, and finally after the last roar, its majestic body turned into a ball of air.

Black lotuses bloom in the sky.

Blood-colored flowers are dotted around the black lotus.

The Death Scythe disappeared.

The eight-winged fallen angel disappeared.

The Abyss Demonic Dragon also embarked on the path of disappearing.

The three major martial arts spirits, the trinity of martial arts spirits, are Qian Renfeng’s biggest reliance since his debut.

At this moment, it completely turned into nothingness.

The breath dropped crazily, and Qian Renfeng's knees bent even more.

Beads of sweat fell from his forehead, and his breath became very heavy.

Every time I exhale, it's like I'm breathing while carrying a mountain.

The dull sound echoed between heaven and earth.

Drops of blood splashed in the sky.

No heartache, no regrets.

At this time, Qian Renfeng's face was filled with a faint smile.

Watching the three martial spirits dissipate before his eyes, the big rock that hung the highest that he was most worried about finally fell to the ground.

The biggest weakness has been completely removed.

His Qian Renfeng martial soul was finally completely shattered at this moment.