Douluo: Rely on the dress-up system to hold the Goddess set

Chapter 34 The Name of the Son of God

Author: Mohua Chengli

"Although the momentum is huge, why do you feel that something is not right with the awakened martial soul?"

The elder couldn't say the next words, because the next second, the ground of the entire Pope's Palace suddenly began to tremble, like an earthquake. Everyone immediately entered a state of alert, expanded their mental power, and searched.

The source of the vibration.

"Buzz——"

Golden soul power rippled in the air, and a powerful aura that could not be ignored immediately became the focus of attention of other people in the hall.

"Grandpa?" Qian Renxue, who was forced to appear with him, looked at Qian Daoliu, whose aura had completely changed, in confusion.

The latter turned his head and looked far away at the source of the vibration - the sacred worship hall on the sacred mountain of Wuhun Palace.

In the center of the worship hall where no one was present, the huge angel statue began to tremble without warning.

As if trying to break through some confinement, the stone eyes suddenly flashed with golden light, and the golden flames surrounding the statue were like huge waves churning on the sea, converging into a golden beam of light rising into the sky.

Instantly passing through the hard dome at the top of the hall, huge energy fluctuations shot straight into the sky, connecting heaven and earth, dyeing the gloomy sky into the golden color of dawn.

"boom--!"

The majestic and sacred golden light passes through the huge colorful glass windows in the Papal Palace and shines into the palace.

Invisible pressure dispersed in the air.

That was not the coercion emanating from the martial spirit, but another indescribable aura that made it impossible for anyone to think of any resistance.

"It's under the crown of the angel."

Qian Dao's dark golden eyes revealed excitement. Amid several doubtful glances, he lowered his proud head in the direction of the Spirit Mountain, bent his right knee, half-knelt on the ground, and paid his respects devoutly.

present.

Qian Daoliu's action seemed to be a signal, and Bibi Dong, who looked stiff, also lowered his head in the sacred aura that shone in the hall.

[Beep——Faith value +10]

[Beep——Faith value +11]

[Beep——Faith value +7]

Countless beeps for increasing faith value overlapped and sounded one after another.

But Qian Yuelong couldn't hear any sound at this time.

Illusive golden ripples continued to shine in the void, as if she were in a hot spring. Endless warmth enveloped her pure white soul that was incompatible with the world around her.

Qian Yuelong's closed eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened them. Everywhere she looked, the world was filled with brilliant gold.

"Qian Yuelong."

The voice of kindness and majesty came vaguely and reached my ears.

She turned her head with emotion and looked at the ten-meter-long statue that was no different from the seraph statue seen in the enshrinement hall, slowly emerging from the golden clouds.

Under the soul vision, spiritual vision is automatically turned on.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the Seraphim statue appears to be a dull gray color. In her eyes, the huge golden light of merit constitutes this huge alien space like sunlight, and the Seraphim statue itself is like burning.

It was like the sun, almost blinding her eyes.

Is this an angel god?

The moment this thought came to mind, Qian Yuelong's eyebrows suddenly became extremely hot, as if they were being roasted by fire.

"boom--!"

A golden wing pattern slowly formed between the burning brows, and a rich golden light exploded from the brows, swallowing up Qian Yuelong's soul as well.

"call!"

In the real world, Qian Yuelong, who was suspended in the main hall, suddenly opened his eyes, and the golden wings that lit up between his eyebrows spurted out a thick golden mist towards the front, eventually forming a thousand-petaled flower with no roots, leaves, or branches.

lotus.

The thousand-petal lotus is covered in gold, as if carved from natural crystal. The layers of petals slowly bloom in the nourishment of the golden mist, revealing a purple-gold lotus platform that seems to be flowing with mercury and shimmering with divine light.

The divine light was dim, but in the Pope's Palace, the golden thousand-petaled lotus the size of an adult's palm illuminated the palace into a golden and purple color.

Qian Yuelong fell to the ground, without the sacred pressure. Everyone who stood up from the ground immediately turned their attention to Qian Yuelong, who was holding a golden thousand-petal lotus. After seeing the thousand-petal lotus on the palm of his right hand, Qian Yuelong

, my mind was confused, as if thunder exploded, and everything went blank.

"Where is the angel spirit?!"

Some people couldn't help but blurt it out.

Then he was stared at by several eyes.

The red-robed elder who consciously made a mistake had a stiff expression and silently lowered his sense of presence.

The other people who had come back to their senses also looked at the thousand-petal lotus held by Qian Yuelong in the palm of his right hand with dark eyes. They all had complicated expressions and could twist it.

Who would have thought that in such a huge battle, even the Angel God himself performed a miracle, and what ended up being awakened was not the Seraphim martial spirit, nor one of the two martial spirits on the mother's side, but a lotus flower!

This "Son of God" is a bit un-Son of God.

Is it possible that in the family tree of the Grand Priest, there was an ancestor who was married to a soul master who possessed a plant-based martial soul?

Just when they couldn't help but doubt their lives and thought about whether to ask the great priest to look up the genealogy of the angel family in the past, and then investigate the genealogy of Bibi Dong's previous generation, Qiandao flowed.

With Qian Renxue's anxious and worried expression on his face, he walked towards Qian Yuelong, who was looking calm. Wherever he passed, all the whispers suddenly stopped.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Qian Daoliu, whose face was expressionless.

In the silence, Qian Daoliu slowly spoke: "Although Yuelong has not awakened the angel martial spirit or inherited the martial spirit from her mother, the miracle just now cannot be faked. This time, you are all present, and

Witnessed it with my own eyes.”

Qian Daoliu's majestic gaze swept across the hall.

The intimidation contained in that gaze made people dare not look at him.

"And I also heard the oracle from my crown." Qian Daoliu lowered his head and looked at Qian Yuelong, with soft eyes and a hint of sigh——

"She is the divine child appointed by the crown of angel God."

No one doubts the words of Sendoliu, the great angel worshiper.

Not only because Qian Daoliu is absolutely loyal to the angel god, but also because in this world, if you blaspheme the gods, you will be punished by the gods.

And since Qian Daoliu has said so and the divine punishment has not beenfallen, it proves that what Qian Daoliu said is not false and is all true.

The other people who lowered their heads calmly exchanged glances with their familiar colleagues.

[Beep——Faith value +5]

[Beep——Faith value +8]

[Beep——Faith value +3]

【.】

Belief value prompts with different points sounded one after another. 886's excited little ball of light, which was in the sea of ​​Qian Yuelong's soul consciousness, jumped, but did not dare to make a sound.

Bibi Dong looked at the child standing next to Qian Daoliu with complicated eyes, and she didn't know whether she felt more disappointed or more grateful.

This child did not inherit the angelic martial spirit she hated, but he also did not inherit her martial spirit. Instead, he had a mutated martial spirit.

Bibi Dong lowered his eyes, listening to Qian Daoliu's steady voice sounded again, bringing the final conclusion to today's martial soul awakening ceremony——

"Then, from now on, Qian Yuelong will be my Saint of the Spirit Hall."

"But the saint is young now, and it is not appropriate to show her face in front of other forces. The senior officials of Wuhun Palace must know about the canonization of the saint. However, it must not be leaked until the saint's wings are full."

"You guys, do you have any objections?"

Others kept their heads bowed respectfully: "No."

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly: "In that case, you can just do your own thing."

After saying that, Qian Daoliu raised his hand, and golden soul power surged out of his palm. Everyone saw a flash of golden light, and Qian Daoliu, Qian Renxue, and Qian Yuelong disappeared from the hall.

——Digression——

Tomorrow is a double update!