Douluo: time travel, I became Tang San

Chapter 81 Golden Skyline

Hu Qingming's eyes were a little complicated. No wonder there were rumors that Qian Renxue would challenge the soul emperor realm by the end of the year. It turned out that she was already so close.

Qian Renxue's progress was faster than they imagined.

Only the Soul King in the early stage can match her in the later stage. How will Qian Renxue improve when she truly reaches level 55?

Such a talent really makes those who want to chase her feel helpless. Is a god-level seraph really so domineering?

Buzz!

The sword blade, as hot as the divine sun, whizzed down, and a deep ravine appeared silently on the ground beneath his feet. The sides of the ravine were smooth as mirrors, and green smoke rose at the same time, bringing with it a blazing high temperature.

The sharp edge of the Shenyang sword was reflected in the red eyes of Saint Rakshasa. It did not dodge at this time, but the strange grimace on its face seemed to be deeper.

Jie!

It even let out a weird laugh at this time.

It didn't seem too surprised by Qian Renxue's surprise attack.

Qian Renxue was also aware of it, and her eyes fluctuated slightly. Does this Holy Rakshasa seem to be deliberately exposing a flaw to let her take action?

He is really cunning and cruel.

He is clearly a Rakshasa ghost, but his mind is more complicated and colder than that of a human being.

But at this time, Qian Renxue did not show panic because of this. Her expression was unmoved, and the bright soul power surging above the sword edge became more fierce and domineering.

The fifth soul skill, Golden Skyline.

call!

Holy Rakshasa opened his grimace-like mouth full of black sharp thorns, and seemed to take a deep breath.

Boom boom!

Then the next moment, the clay figurine on the nearby clay platform shook slightly, and billowing black smoke emerged from the clay figurine and quickly poured into the body of the Holy Rakshasa.

The strength that had weakened before instantly increased.

But at the same time, inside the stronghold, Tang San and others discovered that the power of the contaminated ones was rapidly weakening. Obviously, those amplifying powers were being drained away.

Even more than that, what was taken away was the power that originally belonged to them.

"Seize the opportunity to restrain and suppress all the polluters!" Tang San shouted violently. This was the opportunity Qian Renxue took the risk to fight for them.

Everyone shouted in unison and took action one after another. The powerful soul power offensive quickly overwhelmed the polluters.

But outside that stronghold, the Holy Rakshasa's power was rapidly recovering, and at the same time it screamed, the sound waves shaking the void like wild waves.

It struck out with one palm, and under that palm, it seemed as if darkness covered the world. It was obviously just an ordinary palm, but it made people feel that the world was covered by it.

Under darkness, everything is destroyed.

But in the darkness, there is only the sword of Shenyang, which still shines with light, drives away the darkness, and cuts down suddenly.

One sword and one palm, a fierce collision.

boom!

An astonishing energy impact exploded at this moment. Centered on Qian Renxue and Holy Rakshasa, the nearby land was blown away layer by layer, and the diffuse black mist was all crushed to pieces.

The other ghost Rakshasas who were approaching were directly shaken into wisps of black energy.

In the stronghold, many eyes looked at the source of the violent energy impact, but their expressions changed because they could all see that the divine sun sword light was being pinched out bit by bit by the dark hand at this time.

cracked.

Obviously, there is still a gap between Qian Renxue's power and that of the Holy Rakshasa that cannot be ignored.

"Jiejie! Gugu!"

The Holy Rakshasa let out a harsh laugh, and then his black palm suddenly grasped it, and with a clicking sound, the hot and domineering Shenyang Sword Light suddenly shattered.

"Your Highness, retreat quickly!" Zhao Yulan and Fu Xinyi shouted, their faces turning pale.

Tang San's eyes were fixed on Qian Renxue's figure, and the hand holding the straight knife was trembling slightly. He resisted the urge to rush out, because he knew that with his strength, rushing out would just become Qian Renxue.

It's just a burden.

Inside the stronghold, there were constant shouts of exclamation.

But surprisingly, Qian Renxue did not step back. Her golden eyes reflected the broken divine sun sword light, and her face remained calm. It seemed that this scene was also expected by her.

This sword cannot hurt a Holy Rakshasa at the Soul Saint level.

So, instead of retreating, she took a step forward.

She stretched out her slender palm and suddenly wiped the sword's edge.

There was bright red blood flying and falling on the sword light.

At that moment, the fragmentation of the sword light suddenly intensified, as if there was an extremely hot breath rising from the broken sword light. That sacred breath caused the weird and exaggerated smile on the face of Saint Rakshasa to stop.

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Immediately, it slapped Qian Renxue directly.

In the palm of his hand, the astonishing power of evil thoughts condensed and condensed, as if forming a black vortex, enough to swallow up and drown any attack.

Qian Renxue took a deep breath, as if there was golden air flowing through her nose. She closed her eyes slightly, reached out her slender jade hand, inserted it into the broken sword light, and suddenly grabbed a piece that seemed to be burning.

Feathers of flaming light.

"Holy Flame Feather, all things are unclean, burn them to purify them."

On Qian Renxue's delicate body, a flame rose that was so domineering that it made people feel horrified. The flame was so sacred, as if it could burn away the filth in the world.

The feather of light swept down like a sword.

It actually avoided the Holy Rakshasa's attack and instead slashed directly at his face.

Such a fierce attitude of fighting for one's life.

Between the two options of protecting herself and killing the enemy, Qian Renxue directly chose the latter.

Qian Renxue's choice obviously surprised the Holy Rakshasa, but it was too late to defend at this time. In the end, it could only watch the light feather burning with the sacred flame like a sword light.

beheaded.

The moment it hit Qian Renxue with its palm, the light feather also struck on its weird face.

In the stronghold, everyone looked at this scene, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

boom!

Outside the stronghold, a terrifying energy hurricane swept across suddenly at this moment, and the earth was torn apart by the violent impact, leaving deep scars one after another.

The moment the two touched each other, Qian Renxue's slender figure flew backwards as if being hit hard, and her delicate body fell on the ground. The angel sword in her hand penetrated the ground, cutting a bottomless mark.

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cough.

Qian Renxue coughed violently and spit out a mouthful of blood. The bright soul power emanating from her body also became extremely chaotic at this time.

This is a sign of severe setback.

Obviously, the previous palm of the Holy Rakshasa directly seriously injured Qian Renxue.

However, Qian Renxue ignored her injuries. She immediately raised her head and looked at where the Holy Rakshasa was. The previous attack was the strongest attack she could launch.

That was her peak blow.

The Holy Rakshasa used weakening her own strength as bait to lure her to take the initiative. However, Qian Renxue had also predicted this before, but she finally took action without hesitation.

That's because she understands in her heart that although this move is dangerous, it also contains opportunities.

A chance to break the game.

As long as she can succeed, then they will no longer have to passively wait for support that will arrive who knows when, and the crisis in the stronghold will be easily resolved.

Otherwise, Qian Renxue did not have much confidence that she would be able to survive the past few days with the help of the stronghold's defensive light shield, based on the many strange methods the Holy Rakshasa had displayed before.

So, she had to take a risk.

Qian Renxue's eyes were focused on the previous position, and she could only see the figure of Holy Rakshasa standing there. On its strange face, a golden crack appeared. The crack was slowly moving downwards, as if to

Split it into two.

There is still a golden flame burning at the crack.

Kill all enemies without stopping, kill them without stopping

(End of chapter)