Chapter 162 Follow the emperor and annihilate the enemy! "Great worship, we are here!"
The three worshipers Qingluan Douluan, Lion Douluan, and Guangling Douluo shouted in unison, their bodies were like lightning, and they were blocked in an instant. In front of Qiandao Liu.
They looked solemnly, staring at the murderous Tang Chen ahead, and a hint of chill appeared in their hearts.
Tang Chen's every step seemed to step on their heartstrings, heavy and depressing.
The Haotian Hammer in his hand emitted a cold and cold light, like the sickle of the god of death, ready to harvest life at any time.
Tang Chen, who had exploded the ten thousand-year soul ring, became more and more unfathomable, as if he had surpassed the limit of level 99 and faintly touched the legendary realm. "Go together! Protect the great worship!" Qingluan Douluan shouted angrily, and his voice shook like thunder.
The ice-blue green phoenix behind him unfolded instantly, and the huge blue phoenix phantom roared to the sky and spread its wings, covering the sky and the sun, as if it was about to cover the entire world under its wings .
"The eighth soul skill, the blue sky, clouds and seas are so loud!" Qingluan Douluan formed seals with both hands, his soul power surged wildly, and a huge blue vortex appeared behind him.
As the vortex rotated, the space seemed to be torn apart, instantly pulling Tang Chen into a void space.
In this space, countless curved blades formed by soul power swept towards Tang Chen like a storm. Each curved blade contained terrifying power that could tear apart the title Douluo.
If it were other titled Douluan, facing the attack of Qingluan Douluan, he would have been desperate and could not resist.
However, Tang Chen just smiled coldly, his eyes shining red, as if he had seen through the essence of this void space.
"Just tricks"
Tang Chen's voice was low and cold, and the Haotian hammer in his hand suddenly swung down.
In an instant, the entire void space seemed like a fragile mirror, shattered by the huge force of the Haotian Hammer.
Space fragments scattered everywhere, Qingluan Douluan's soul skills were completely disintegrated, and the backlash made him vomit blood from his mouth and stagger back.
"Qingluan!"
The male lion Douluan and Guangling Douluo were shocked when they saw this and rushed towards Tang Chen without hesitation.
The martial soul of the lion Douluo is a golden lion, with a blazing light all over, as dazzling as the sun.
The martial soul of Guangling Douluo is a silver-white divine bow, with an arrow on the bow, and countless light feathers shot towards Tang Chen like sharp arrows.
However, even the two 97-level titled Douluo joined forces, they were far from Tang Chen's opponent.
Tang Chen's Haotian Hammer seemed to have turned into the heaviest weapon in the world in his hand. Every hammer was swung with the might of destroying the world.
"Haotian Nine Sages, the word "Transparent"!"
Tang Chen shouted softly, and the Haotian hammer in his hand suddenly shook, and the hammer shadow was like a illusion, instantly penetrated the lion's fight. Luo and Guangling Douluo's defense.
The lion martial soul behind the lion Douluo was scattered with a hammer, and the light-length divine bow of the light-length divine bow was also shocked and thrown away.
The two of them felt an unparalleled force coming, and their bodies were hit by lightning. They were instantly shocked dozens of feet away, and blood was squirting from their mouths.
"Is this Tang Chen's strength?"
The lion Douluo barely stabilized his body, his eyes full of horror.
Guangling Douluo also had a pale face, and a feeling of powerlessness arose in his heart.
Although they are all titled Douluo, they are as small as ants in front of Tang Chen.
Tang Chen did not give them a chance to breathe, and his figure flashed and appeared in front of the two of them in an instant.
The Haotian Hammer swung out again, with irresistible power, reaching the vital points of the two. The Lion Douluo and the Light-Ling Douluo tried their best to resist, but they were still unable to resist and could only retreat step by step.
Qian Daoliu slowly clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white due to the force, and an unwilling look flashed in his eyes.
He knew his limitations well--only in the worship hall he could call on the power of the angel god, just as Posesi had to rely on the power of the sea god in the sea.
This is their advantage as a servant of God, but it is also an irreparable disadvantage.
But Tang Chen is completely different from them.
He is a peerless Douluo who has practiced with his own talent and perseverance step by step.
No matter where you are, Tang Chen can exert all his strength without any restrictions.
This pure power made Qian Daoliu feel a little envy and fear in his heart.
Although Qiandaoliu could vaguely sense that Tang Chen's physical condition was not right, as if the oil was gone and the lamp was dry, and the vitality was passing away quickly.
However, it was Tang Chen's state that was on the verge of extremes that made Qiandaoliu feel even more dangerous.
Tang Chen had no worries at this moment, and he had no worries about his body and life.
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Fighting to the death, the bombing ring burns its own life desperately, just to completely erase the enemy in front of you before your vitality is cut off.
This determination and madness made Qian Daolu feel a palpitation.
"You must never die here"
Qian Daoliu recited silently in his heart, his eyes firmly.
He knew that Qian Renxue had not completed the Angel God Examination, and he still needed to protect the future of the Wuhun Palace.
If he fell here today, the foundation of the Wuhun Palace would be shaken and might even be completely destroyed.
The responsibility he shoulders prevents him from falling down.
boom!
A loud noise interrupted Qian Daoliu's thoughts.
The lion Douluo and the light-length Douluo fell heavily into the ruins, dust was flying and gravel splashed everywhere.
The two of them had already been covered in bruises and their soul power was dry, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up.
The golden lion martial soul of the lion Douluo has long been dim, and the light-length Douluo's light-length divine bow has also lost its former glory. The bow strings are loose and the arrows are hanging weakly, as if even the air is It became heavy, and they couldn't breathe.
Their eyes were full of fatigue and despair, and they were obviously powerless to fight again.
The lion Douluo raised his head with difficulty, and Tang Chen's cold figure reflected in his golden pupils, his voice hoarse and weak: "We can't hold on to the great offerings."
His The words were filled with deep self-blame and helplessness, as if feeling guilty for his powerlessness.
Guangling Douluo closed his eyes tightly, and a trace of blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth, obviously losing consciousness.
His body fell weakly in the ruins, and the silver-white light-feathered divine bow lay quietly beside him.
At this moment, a cold and firm voice broke through the silence of the battlefield!
"Carry with me and annihilate the enemy!"
Qian Renxue's figure instantly appeared in the middle of the battlefield like a golden lightning.
She was wearing golden armor and holding an angel's holy sword. Her beautiful face was full of tenacity and sharpness.
Although she only has the level of Contra, even when facing a peerless strong man like Tang Chen, she was not afraid at all, and only had her desire for victory and firm belief.
Behind her, the two titled Douluo, Yueguan and Guimei, followed closely behind.
(This chapter ends)