Chapter 325 Death and Holiness (the first update to make up for the arrears of December monthly tickets)
The air was distorted and shocked, sending out a shock wave visible to the naked eye, which was still spreading farther away.
Fortunately, the battle location was chosen at an altitude of five thousand meters and a long distance away from the Wuhun Palace. Otherwise, the power of this collision would have been too much for the little soul masters to bear, and their internal organs would have been shattered and died.
The aftermath of the battle spanned many distances, and after attenuating several times, it reached Wuhun City and still formed a strong storm.
"What is this power? The power of death and sacredness! Did Fang Ling and Qian Daoliu fight?" A look of surprise flashed across Bibi Dong's face.
Her strength was suppressed by the Rakshasa Divine Test, but her essence was still that of a level ninety-nine peerless Douluo, who could clearly sense the power of death and sacredness contained in this strange storm.
He quickly rushed outside and looked up at the sky.
All cloud traces within ten kilometers disappeared, and the sun was particularly dazzling.
Of course, the sky was completely empty, and it was only natural for a storm to blow the clouds away.
It looks very powerful, but the power cannot spread so far on the ground after being blocked by mountains and forests.
Bibi Dong summoned the external soul bone obtained from the soul beast Purple Winged Spider Emperor, and six purple wings as thin as cicada wings appeared on her back.
With a slight tremor, she flew towards the source of power.
Qian Renxue naturally sensed it, and also activated her martial spirit and quickly approached with her wings flashing.
She was still complaining in her heart that Grandpa and Fang Ling didn't even call her when they were discussing.
The worshipers in the Enshrinement Hall and the titled Douluo in the Elders Hall also sensed this power, and those with the ability to fly all went to watch the battle.
Above the sky, the Death Scythe carries a powerful force of two hundred thousand kilograms, showing its toughness and strength at Level 9.
Although it creaked and was slightly bent by the powerful impact, the tough sickle handle finally withstood it after being broken and recast many times and deeply immersed in divine power.
Fang Ling's physical strength surpassed that of a ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo, but did not reach the god level, which has a strength of one million kilograms.
Two hundred thousand kilograms of power is enough to break through an invincible golden body, let alone Qian Daoliu's angel guardian who has injected divine power and can block god-level attacks.
The sickle blade shimmered with cold light, glowing with a deep gray-gold light, and struck the angel guard that seemed easily breakable but was actually extremely hard in the shining of holy light.
The whole body's strength was only able to penetrate the three layers of angel wings and the phantom protection of the closed palms.
The sickle blade finally touched the golden ball of light, and the huge power was like a mud cow entering the sea, without receiving any feedback.
It's really a turtle shell with such strong defense.
Fang Ling spat in his heart and observed carefully.
After becoming a titled Douluo, the Death Eye continued to evolve, and the weaknesses of everyone under the god could be seen through, but it would be more difficult for the ninety-ninth-level Peerless Douluo.
With divine power, being the high priest of God at level ninety-nine is even more strenuous.
Qian Daoliu's current skill is rather special. If it were just a simple hundred thousand year soul skill, he could be defeated easily.
But what he used was not just a hundred-thousand-year-old soul skill. He used the power of angels, which meant that his weaknesses were complemented and turned into the magical skill "Angel Guard".
After dispelling all the conditions other than overload, Fang Ling stepped back a little.
Without the pressure of full strength, the fire of death is allowed to burn more and more fiercely, and the divine body is growing rapidly.
After the body adapted, relying on the life force of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, all the injuries on the body surface were healing quickly.
The temptation ends here.
Next, use at least one or two god-level moves to roughly evaluate Qiandaoliu's attack capabilities.
As legends from the old era who are at the same level, Bo Saixi, Tang Chen, and Qian Daoliu have very different attack abilities.
Tang Chen's attack might be a little stronger, but it couldn't be too much.
If he saw the power of Qian Daoliu, Fang Ling would have some confidence in his heart.
The rotating ball of light stopped, and he tightened his grip on his martial soul and prepared himself again.
The golden angelic light gradually disappeared, the eggshell turned invisible, and Qian Daoliu's figure reappeared.
His face was as calm as ever, still indifferent, as if the attack just now had not affected him in the slightest.
However, judging from his unstable aura and the intense consumption of soul power on his body, the angel guardian attack just now consumed at least one-tenth of his soul power. This is one-tenth of the soul power of a ninety-nine-level Peerless Douluo, and it is the ultimate divine attribute. It is more than all the levels from level one to ninety-five combined.
This shows the value of the high priest of the gods.
Fang Ling guessed that Tang Chen might also have such a powerful defensive move?
Tang Chen had a balanced development and had various soul skills. Relying on Shura's divine power, he also had the potential to use this level of defense.
Maybe we can take it by surprise, and before the big bat can react, we can use all our strength to kill both of them together?
"Senior." Fang Ling took this conjecture into his heart and was eager to give it a try, "What was just an appetizer, I will use stronger power next, so please be careful, senior."
"Come." The soul power running in Qian Daoliu's body was extremely active, signaling him to attack like this.
Although the attack just now was strong, it was not enough. It was outrageous without Tang Chen's 100,000-year-old ring explosion.
Based on his knowledge, since Fang Ling is deeply attached to the god of death, he must have god-level power that can be used regularly.
The move against the spirit behind Tang San can probably be used repeatedly!
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After Fang Ling reminded him, he didn't talk too much and rushed forward quickly with the flowing light under his feet.
Let everything wither, and the power of death that ends everything explodes on the sickle blade.
The soul power was greatly transformed into the divine power of death, and Fang Ling swung the Scythe of Extinction at Qian Daoliu.
The magical skill of death, the ultimate beheading!
As soon as this sickle comes out, the sky and the earth will be pale.
Qian Daoliu's senses and every cell in his body seemed to be shouting the word "danger" with his mouth wide open.
With his magical skills ahead of him, he was extremely focused.
A dark soul ring shone, and in an instant, a sacred sword that was condensed with sacred golden light and burned with brilliant golden flames appeared in his hand.
The surrounding sun's radiance was continuously gathered, and the flames instantly turned into a golden red color, and in an instant it was upgraded to the ultimate fire.
The Holy Sword became the Holy Sun Sword.
Qian Daoliu's eyes were sharp, and he poured his divine power into the sword, using the transformed Sun Sword to attract a glimmer of light in the darkness.
The huge golden shadow behind him appeared again, this time not empty-handed, but with a huge golden sword.
The giant sword merged with the golden-red Sun Sword, and the angelic holy sword burning with brilliant golden flames on the statue in the Douluo Hall shone brightly, flying out with a little power and blending into the void.
This power spanned a long distance in an instant and flashed on the Sword of the Sun in Qian Daoliu's hand.
The sacred sword, which was originally only three inches wide and more than two meters long, became a giant sword six inches wide and four meters long.
The blazing flames and the annihilating air of death formed a sharp contrast.
Qian Daoliu relied on the power of the angel god.
This is also the reason why he can rival Tang Chen's explosive ring.
He and Bo Saixi did not have skills such as ring explosions, but as the high priests of God, the strongest power did not come from themselves, but from divine power.
The violent collision between the phantom of the angel's holy sword and the final slash struck by Fang Ling once again erupted into dazzling light.
Compared with the last time where one attacked and the other defended, this time it was two sides attacking each other, and the level of strength was also on a higher level.
The gray-gold death power and the golden angel power tore the sky in half.
The divine power of death is a powerful force opposite to life, and it will definitely become a god king, but after all, no god has been born yet.
Although the divine power of angels is not as good as the divine power of death, they do have a divine status, and the remaining divine power comes from the gods of the real world.
The two fought equally, evenly matched.
Waves of aftermath shook the surrounding space, and deep space cracks of nothingness continued to form.
(End of chapter)