Chapter 7 Choice
Leng Yaozhu stared blankly at the unbelievable scene in front of him. A martial soul awakening could have such ups and downs.
She still remembers what the old man said to her before he left.
“Please me...him...”
Leng Yaozhu’s eyes fell on Qiangu Qitian again,
"This little guy is really interesting."
As soon as the slightly teasing voice fell, Leng Yaozhu no longer restrained her momentum. The golden and red gorgeous four-character battle armor possessed her, making her whole body full of momentum. Take it to the next level.
Seven drop-shaped white energy emerged from her fingertips. This was the Heavenly Phoenix True Fire that she had condensed with the essence of her own martial soul. Every drop of the Heavenly Phoenix True Fire contained energy that could rival the ultimate. The power of Douluo.
Under the control of Leng Yaozhu, the extremely violent Tianfeng True Fire flew towards Qiangu Qitian. Seven drops of Tianfeng True Fire protected him in it, ready to attack Qiangu Qitian at any time. attack.
At this time, the elemental tide is still continuing, and there are still elemental particles moving around Qiangu Qitian. In addition, there is also a thunder and lightning that does not belong to the elemental tide.
Qiangu Qitian did not usher in the second elemental baptism. He could feel that there was an energy full of destruction and violence that locked him.
Because the window had been shattered, the strong wind outside the house poured into the house through the gap, blowing the white paper documents on the table flying all over the sky, and the decorated porcelain bottle was blown to the ground by the wind and smashed to pieces.
The scalp-numbing power of thunder also poured in from outside the house, making Qiangu Qitian's hair stand on end.
No, brother, it has only been six years since I traveled through time. Why do we have to play the resurrection match again so soon? !
Qiangu Qitian complained speechlessly in his heart.
It would definitely be unrealistic to say that there was no fear at all, but the most regretful thing in Qiangu Qitian's heart was regret.
After all, he hasn’t tried his own strength yet.
The faces of those who originally came to awaken their martial souls were so frightened that the calmness and calmness of the past disappeared completely at this moment. The posture of the superiors who had held power for many years also disappeared at this moment.
In the face of this great power, as ordinary people, they are so insignificant
Most of their lips are white and their expressions are panicked. The women are holding their children and shouting, standing The man who was sitting tried to half-lean on the wall behind him, because his trembling legs were not enough to support him standing, but the man who was sitting tried to straighten his body as much as possible to make himself look calmer, but the fear in his eyes and the sweat on his forehead were still there. The veil of concealment was torn cleanly.
"Is... the world doomed?"
Have they not seen soul masters take action before, but the destructive power displayed by those soul masters who had the highest cultivation level than the soul emperor in the past was far less than what they saw today. One ten thousandth of.
The rest of the people at the Spirit Transferring Pagoda headquarters were also shocked by this sudden change. The apocalyptic scene outside made people even think that it was an attack from the Holy Spirit Cult.
But this ridiculous idea quickly flashed through the minds of many people. This is the headquarters of the Spirit Transferring Pagoda, one of the four major organizations in the mainland. There are at least twenty titled Douluo-level masters. , there are even Extreme Douluo taking charge!
The King of Fighters Douluo Damo is the resident councilor today. Originally, he was still dealing with some matters related to the ascension platform in his office, but at this moment, he was looking at the strong wind and thunder filled with destructive atmosphere outside the house. His smooth forehead was already covered with a layer of cold sweat.
As a senior titled Douluo, his vision is naturally different from those of ordinary people and low-level soul masters. From this vision, he truly felt his own insignificance.
Yes, it is insignificance. This feeling of powerlessness has never been felt even by the Tower Master Qiangu Dongfeng, the Extreme Douluo...
"Damn it, I won't die today. Here."
Da Mo clenched his hands into fists, which were covered with a layer of golden smoothness.
It’s not that he hasn’t thought about escaping, it’s just that... he can’t.
When despair was about to envelope him, the image of the Taoist man above the clouds was a life-saving straw, which he clutched tightly in his hand,
"Wait... that's... the old tower master! Zhan Tian Douluo!”
The gray eyes burst into light again at this time. Above the clouds, Qiangu Dieting looked at the dark clouded sky in front of him with an awe-inspiring expression.
The black clouds have formed a huge vortex at this time, and the rolling thunder comes from the black vortex. Colorful divine thunder is brewing in the vortex, and occasionally splashes out. Lei Xiao also exudes this terrifying aura.
Faced with these terrifying thunder tribulations that would seriously injure even a titled Douluo even if they were contaminated at all, Qiangu Dieting was not afraid at all.
His eyelids drooped as he looked at the tall building of the Spirit Transferring Pagoda headquarters below him. His cloudy eyes seemed to have penetrated layers of building blocks, and his gaze finally fell on Qiangu Qitian.
A moment later, when he raised his head again, there was an unyielding fighting spirit in his eyes, and the decadence of his old age was gone.
"The Eighth Form of the Unyielding Stick Technique - Reversal of Yin and Yang!"
After a war cry, the Panlong Stick in his hand burst out with overwhelming power, and then another dragon roar came from the stick. After it burst out, everything around it changed color.
Within five meters of Qiangu Dieting, the originally stable space collapsed, and chaotic silver-white space elements escaped in all directions, revealing chaos like a black vortex, constantly devouring the surrounding elements.
Among them, it also includes the thunder that has locked the sky for eternity.
The dragon soul entrenched in the Panlong Stick, the inherited martial soul of the ancient clan, is the evil-breaking dragon. It is born and raised by nature, and is formed by condensing the righteous energy of heaven and earth.
It is said to be a dragon, but it does not belong to any of the nine dragon clans. In addition to being born with the characteristic of destroying some evils, the Evil-Breaking Dragon will show its unyielding spirit no matter how powerful the enemy is, often allowing the owner of the Coiling Dragon Stick to exert its strength beyond its own capabilities.
The inherited stick technique of the Qiangu clan is also derived from the characteristics of the evil-breaking dragon. The one used by Qiangu Dieting is currently the most powerful move among the unyielding stick techniques.
He had never used this move before, and even the highest move he used against Yun Ming in the Battle of Mingdu was only the sixth move.
Most of the nine-colored thunderclouds filled with the aura of destruction were dissipated by Qiangu Dieting's move, and the originally oppressive gray sky also gained a little more brilliance.
Da Mo saw everything in his eyes, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh: "The extremely powerful man is so terrifying!"
But... he seemed to be happy a little early. It's...
The dispersed thunderclouds condensed again at a speed visible to the naked eye. This time, the aura released by the clouds was several times more powerful than before!
Facing the thunder clouds, Qiangu Dieting's pupils suddenly shrank, and the evil-busting dragon soul in the coiled dragon stick in his hand was actually trembling.
Instinct is telling Qiangu Dieting that if it can’t be stopped, it must be unstoppable.
Qiangu Dieting swallowed unconsciously, and could not help but retreat half a minute.
Most of the momentum on him was dissipated at this moment, just like it was during the Battle of Mingdu.
The most taboo thing in fighting with the Panlong Stick is to look forward and backward. Without an invincible heart that is ready for death, how can the true power of the Evil-Breaking Dragon be unleashed?
A deep powerlessness shrouded Qiangu Dieting. If he had to escape, he would definitely be able to escape. Even if a level 12 God-Eating Soul-guided artillery shell exploded beneath him, he could still run away.
But the Spirit Transferring Tower headquarters beneath him will be reduced to ashes.
The next moment, Qiangu Dieting's eyes became firm again, and his aura surged again.
He took a step forward, stepped on the void, blasted away several beams of divine thunder, and veins popped out in his right hand holding the Coiling Dragon Stick.
"Xiaotian..."
(End of this chapter)