Douluo: Peerless Angel Glory

Without giving Ling Bai an extra second, the two Level 96 Titled Douluo Qianjun and Jiangmo attacked. The third soul ring of the Panlong Stick shone brightly, and the entire long stick expanded several times. The momentum was so strong that it even had the tendency to cover the angel field.

The two Panlong Sticks attacked Ling Bai, one on the left and one on the right, one up and one down, with swift movements. The two brothers cooperated perfectly. The long sticks were swung, and the angry dragons on the sticks roared.

Feeling the determination of the two super Douluos, Ling Bai's golden eyes reflected every subtle movement of the two like flowing molten gold, and his facial muscles were so tight that they were as sharp as a sculpture.

The third soul skill, the Sacred Heart, and the sixth soul skill, the Great Sun Angel, the two amplification soul skills were activated, and the six angel wings instantly burned up. The Angel Holy Sword was attached with the blazing sun holy fire, and the first angel soul core at the center of the eyebrows was spinning wildly. In addition to the Angel Holy Sword in his right hand, his left hand also held a sky blue long sword, and the extreme coldness condensed the surrounding water vapor into frost!

Emperor Sword, Ice Extreme Unparalleled!

Double Swords vs. Double Sticks!

"Boom--"

A blast sounded above the sky, and a black shadow screamed down. It was a broken rain curtain, torn from the sky by the aftermath of the Titled Douluo-level battle, and smashed down like a bullet!

Hongchen brothers and sisters were shocked by the scene, and they tried their best to support the soul guide shield to resist the spectacular rainstorm from the sky!

The rumbling sound lasted for several seconds before it ended. The earth was shrouded in smoke and dust, and there were deep pits everywhere. Hongchen brothers and sisters just breathed a sigh of relief, and then found that ten huge suns appeared in the sky.

It was late at night at this moment, and the brilliance of the ten suns instantly suppressed the bright moon, like a blazing fireball, releasing powerful heat and light regardless of everything. The sun danced in the sky, the fire dragon ran wantonly, the violent sun covered the world, and the torrential rain was swallowed by the holy fire of the sun!

The fifth soul skill of the six-winged angel, the Sun Wheel!

After absorbing the power of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, the fifth soul ring from the Burning Sun Fire Dragon has advanced to the 100,000-year level. Although it will not bring the second soul skill, the original soul skill will evolve again!

Radiant Sun Wheel·Ten Suns Across the Sky!

The endless roar sounded over Jialing City, the shadow of the sticks roared endlessly, and the rolling heat waves swept across. The Lord of Jialing City was stunned. How could a tourist city like us attract so many Titled Douluo to fight? The Lord of the City mustered up the courage to look up to the sky and shout, "Stop fighting."

A shadow of the stick flashed over his head. The Lord of the City touched his bald head, shut up immediately and returned to the City Lord's Mansion to pretend to be dead.

"Sizzle——"

The Angel Holy Sword and the Ice Extreme Wushuang intersected heavily with the two Panlong Sticks, bursting out scorching sparks. Qianjun Jiangmo held the Panlong Sticks tightly with both hands, and kept pressing towards Ling Bai, getting closer and closer, so close that the three of them were almost face to face, pupil to pupil.

Demon-Subduing Douluo leaned against Bingji Wushuang, looked at Ling Bai and gritted his teeth and said, "It's quite difficult. You, the six-winged angel, are much stronger than Xue'er in the past!" Qianjun Douluo said in a deep voice, "Little guy, with your strength, ordinary Titled Douluo can't do anything to you, but you are definitely not the opponent of our two brothers. Go back with us obediently, so as not to suffer physical pain!" Ling Bai said nothing, but his golden eyes became brighter and brighter. Qianjun Demon-Subduing saw the hot flames circling quietly in these golden pupils, just like the lava that burst out after the earth cracked and burned deep in the pupils! "You kid has a bit of the toughness of the big brother!" Qianjun Douluo and Demon-Subduing Douluo laughed at the same time, but the movements in their hands did not stop. The two level 96 Super Douluos joined forces, plus the natural tacit understanding of the twins, they did not need any communication, the two Panlong sticks flew up and down, forcing Ling Bai to retreat step by step, and the double swords were still overwhelmed. The Demon-Subduing Douluo swept away the Ice Extreme Wushuang with a stick, and the Dragon-Coiling Stick in his hand suddenly spun like a windmill. The golden dragon seemed to come alive and formed a huge golden ring with the sound of dragon roars, rushing straight to hit Ling Bai.

Qianjun Douluo flew up from behind the Demon-Subduing Douluo, and chopped down the head with the Dragon-Coiling Stick in his hand without any fancy moves. The eighth soul rings in the same position lit up on both of them, and the terrifying soul power surged out like a crushing force.

Two passionate dragon roars sounded from Ling Bai, which did not come from his mouth, but from the suddenly boiling soul power in his body. His right leg and right arm bloomed with magnificent gold, and his body devoured the light elements of the bright moon above Jialing City, and the huge pattern of a giant dragon emerged brazenly!

Holy Dragon of Light, Yaohui Thunder Prison Dragon!

Holy Dragon of Light's right arm soul bone skill Holy Dragon Judgment!

Yaohui Thunder Prison Dragon's right leg soul bone skill Guangyao Gathering, Brilliant World!

Under the amplification of the light gathering, the endless dragon-shaped lightning of Hui Ting Cang Shi almost rendered the entire Jialing City. The Holy Dragon Judgment turned into a bright holy dragon wrapped in lightning, opened its huge mouth and bit the two super Douluos!

The two real dragons faced the eighth soul skill of the Demon-Subduing Douluo, the Demon-Subduing Panlong Circle, and the eighth soul skill of Qianjun Douluo, the Thousand-Thirty-Five Throw!

The impact force generated by the explosion rushed straight into the sky. Qianjun Douluo took seven steps back in succession. His arms holding the Panlong Stick were numb, and the Panlong Stick was jumping with dense dragon-shaped lightning.

The Demon-Subduing Douluo hid his right hand, and the blood on his fingertips snaked down like a small snake, passing through the clouds and falling to the ground. The blood of the super Douluo will nourish the land to bloom more beautiful flowers.

Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen raised their heads and stared at the sky with worry. Before they could figure out the situation, they suddenly saw a figure falling towards them. When they got closer, they could see the six wings of an angel behind the figure, and blood was flying like torn red silk.

The brother and sister hurriedly ran over and saw Ling Bai supporting his body with his two swords, his breath weak to the extreme.

"Are you OK?"

Meng Hongchen carefully wiped the blood from the corner of Ling Bai's mouth.

"There seems to be something wrong..."

Ling Bai coughed up a mouthful of old blood. The sixty-ninth-level soul emperor fought against the ninety-sixth-level titled Douluo. It was still one against two. He could survive thanks to the powerful combat power of the seraphim, which had evolved to a higher level, and the creatures. The abnormal body after the gold increase.

"Xiao Hongchen, Meng Hongchen, you two should retreat." He said softly.

Xiao Hongchen was stunned for a moment, while Meng Hongchen blurted out without even thinking: "No, I can't give up on you, I have to kidnap you back to the Sun and Moon Empire!"

"Is it……"

Bingji Wushuang merged into his left arm, Ling Bai slowly walked towards Meng Hongchen. Meng Hongchen looked at Ling Bai who was constantly enlarging in his field of vision, swallowed his saliva, and couldn't help but dream about a friend in need, and whether he had defeated him. From then on, the lover and the concubine wanted to stay together and fly together.

Happiness came and went quickly. Meng Hongchen felt a pain in the back of his neck, and his eyes immediately fell into darkness. Ling Bai handed the limp girl to Xiao Hongchen and said lightly:

"Take her away and go back to Shrek."

"I understand." Xiao Hongchen nodded heavily and looked at Ling Bai firmly.

"Meng and I are waiting for you at Shrek. The three of us will live a good life from now on!"

Xiao Hongchen was not that naive. In the Super Douluo battlefield, he and his sister could only be a drag, and they carried the lives of Shrek exchange students on their shoulders.

If they die unfortunately, Jing Hongchen will lose his mind, and Ning Tian, ​​Wu Feng, Huo Yuhao, He Caitou...all Shrek exchange students will be buried with them.

Because of this, Ling Bai wanted to drive them away in advance and stay alone to deal with the two super Douluo.

The Hongchen brother and sister fled far away, but Qianjun Demon did not stop them. Compared with Ling Bai, the seraph, the Hongchen brother and sister were too insignificant.

The two super Douluo landed on the earth. At this moment, they no longer looked at the descendants with contempt, but only treated the powerful enemy with solemnity.

"The fact that they left has freed me from my shackles, and I can use some things to my heart's content."

Ling Bai looked relaxed. The Seraphim switched to the Death Hell Spider King. The gray soul ring shone with light. The dark gate rose. The Death Hell Bone Dragon slowly walked out of the Gate of the Dead and rushed straight towards the two super Douluo.

"I come."

Qianjun Douluo wields the Coiling Dragon Stick. He may not be able to defeat the Hell Bone Dragon, but it will definitely be no problem if he entangles it for a while. Demon-Conquering Douluo alone is enough to defeat Ling Bai, who is at the end of his crossbow.

"Difficult boy, the game is over!"

The Demon-Conquering Douluo held the Coiling Dragon Stick in one hand and rushed in front of Ling Bai with just one breath. The long stick was raised high, and the violent roar of the dragon could be heard from the stick.

"Snow Emperor, help me."

Qingyue's voice resounded, and the next second, a plain white hand stretched out from behind Ling Bai, like snowflakes shaking all day long in the far north. The hand brushed the side of his face, and his slender fingers gently He closed it lightly and grabbed the golden dragon on the dragon coiling stick.

The coiled dragon stick obediently stopped in front of this hand, making no waves, not picking up the slightest breeze, not even blowing Ling Bai's forehead.

"You know you're looking for me at this time?"

The voice was cold but still popular, and the white cuffs rubbed Ling Bai's ear, bringing with it the warmth that made him feel itchy.

Ling Bai turned around and saw a stunningly beautiful woman standing behind him, looking straight at the Demon-Conquering Douluo opposite.

Qianjun Douluo fought with the Hell Bone Dragon and then separated, staring at the Snow Emperor from a distance, wearing a pure white dress that was incomparably plain, yet extremely dazzling.

Those clear sky-blue pupils had no warmth at all, and they looked at them with a cold and cold look, as if they had inadvertently looked down at the moving ants.

This contemptuous look reminded Demon-Conquering Douluo of another person, who was also a woman. His anger suddenly ignited, and the ninth soul ring at the bottom burst out with a bright light!

The ninety-sixth level of soul power surged, and the golden dragon broke away from the dragon coiling stick and soared upwards. All the clouds and mist were attracted by the hurricane caused by the golden dragon, and bloodthirsty eyes lit up in the hurricane!

Heavy snowfall fell, and an inviolable ice and snow domain instantly expanded within Jialing City.

In the cold weather, the snow dances and the sun shines!

Along the path of the golden dragon, a ten-meter-deep ravine appeared on the ground. Then everything fell silent. The golden dragon was frozen in the realm of the Snow Emperor's Three Ultimate Skills, and even the lingering clouds and mist in the sky were frozen.

The Snow Emperor pointed his sword at the same time, and a sky-blue sword light flashed past. It was the real Emperor's sword, extremely unparalleled in ice!

Everything that stood in front of Bingji Wushuang was destroyed. Demon-Conquering Douluo knelt down on one knee, his hand holding the Coiling Dragon Stick trembling. A huge gap appeared on the stick. Bingji Wushuang almost knocked out this top-level attack system. The weapon spirit can be cut in half with one sword.

"So you still need me."

Snow Emperor's beautiful face was bare, with a calm expression, but there was a hint of smile hidden deep in his eyes.

"Yes, you are my trump card."

Ling Bai chuckled and said: "Let me take a breath and leave the second battle to you, Lord Snow Emperor."

"Watch carefully, how to use this emperor's unique skills."

Within the realm of Xuewu Yaoyang, the Snow Emperor held it up with one hand, and the sky and the earth suddenly split apart, as if an invisible hand had knocked a crack into the sky and earth from the outside, and then inserted his fingers to tear it apart violently!

The first person to be unlucky was Qianjun Douluo. The super Douluo's instinct told him that something was not quite right. The Coiled Dragon Stick was placed in front of him, making a posture that could resist any attack, but he faced half of the battle. The powerful 700,000-year-old ice and snow girl, the Snow Emperor.

That hand tore open the Coiling Dragon Stick like a thin piece of paper. The soul master was connected to the soul of the martial soul. The martial soul suffered heavy damage. Blood spurted out from Qianjun Douluo's mouth, and the Hell Bone Dragon grabbed hold of it. Seizing the opportunity, the divine dragon swung its tail, Qianjun Douluo flew up like a broken sack, and just hit the side of Demon-Conquering Douluo.

The two brothers were each more miserable than the other, staring miserably at the Snow Emperor and the Hell Bone Dragon. It was already outrageous that Ling Bai, a Soul Emperor, could withstand their attacks several times, but he didn't expect that there would be something even more outrageous!

Level 95 undead creature with ultimate attributes!

The third most ferocious beast on the mainland, the Snow Emperor!

This unscientific!

"That was the Emperor's Palm just now?"

Ling Bai walked to Snow Emperor's side and looked at the white hand thoughtfully.

"Yes." The Snow Emperor nodded, "The advantage of the Emperor's Palm Dahan Wuxue is that it is powerful, but the disadvantage is that it must be hit with the palm itself. I reduced a little of the power of Dahan Wuxue in exchange for long-range attack capabilities.

Both methods have their own advantages, depending on different combat scenarios. If you want to learn, go to the Sea of ​​Spirits and I will teach you. "

"Okay, but I need to review the two Spirit Hall enshrinements first."

Ling Bai waved his hand, commanding the Death Bone Dragon, and its tyrannical power enveloped Qianjun to subdue the demon.

“Earlier you said someone ordered you to capture me alive, who was she?

The last pope of Wuhun Palace?

Why did she want to arrest me?

Rebirth? resurrection? Seize the body?

You two, please help me clear up my doubts. "

Amidst the might of the dragon, Qianjun Jiangmo barely stood up. The former said decisively:

"No comment unless you come back with us!"

Ling Bai said slightly distressed: "After all, you are seniors of Wuhun Palace. I don't want to use those evil methods to deal with you, such as the soul-searching technique. If you really don't cooperate, then you will have no choice but to offend me."

"Whatever you want." Qianjun Douluo said coldly, "But I want to remind you one thing. The two of us can be reborn with the evil power of Rakshasa, and the same can be done with other offerings. The battle just now was quite powerful... They It’s almost here.”

"Qianjun is right, we are all here!"

A thunderous sound exploded, and four powerful figures appeared in the clouds. Their respective martial spirits formed phantoms and roared.

"Golden Crocodile Douluo, Qingluan Douluo, Lion Douluo, Light Ling Douluo..." Ling Bai's face was twisted.

"The six major worshipers of Wuhun Palace have arrived together, which is incredible..." (End of this chapter)