Chapter 131 Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel of Light
A moment.
A black-robed figure rushed into the distance from where Yang Yun pointed. Yang Yun sneered and said, "What are you still doing?"
The white crane instantly turned into a black dot. Flying towards Tang Hao's position, Niu Gao caught up with him.
Bibi Dong and the other five people had already taken this opportunity to flee away. Qian Daoliu took a deep look at Yang Yun and then left.
Qian Renxue, who was left with her head lowered and wondering what she was thinking, turned around and walked into the carriage.
"Grandpa, I am about to succeed; I cannot give up easily and let all these ten years of hard work and sacrifice fall short."
On this day, Yang Yun's stalwart body The posture is engraved in the hearts of all team spirit masters; it cannot be shaken and cannot be replaced.
Feng Xiaotian from Shenfeng Academy looked at Huo Wu from Chihuo Academy next to him, and saw the reverence and yearning in Huo Wu's eyes; it was the admiration for power.
At this time, Feng Xiaotian bought a seed in his heart, that is, strong strength can capture the heart of a woman more than useless sincerity.
"Sect Master Yang, I finally realized it; after the competition, I want to join the Potian Sect, and I want to become a soul master as powerful as Sect Leader Yang."
This kind of idea does not only appear in Feng Xiaotian's mind In their hearts, all the soul masters who had just seen and heard Yang Yun's powerful strength and domineering style had such thoughts.
That is to join the Potian Sect.
Don’t you see, soul masters with mediocre qualifications like Bai He and Niu Gao were able to break through the title ban in just this year after joining the Potian Sect.
Don’t you see, Yang Poqiu looks so young but has the strength of a hundred thousand year eighth level Contra.
You may not have noticed, but the Potian Sect has such a powerful sect leader; he can face five titled Douluo directly, and there are even strong men hiding in secret who are waiting for the opportunity to make sure they don't fall behind.
You may even have to force the other party to pay a price before you can leave.
Countless reasons for wanting to join the Potian Sect are popping up in my mind at this moment.
Already on the way back to Wuhun City, Bibi Dong returned to the center of the Pope's Palace; sitting in the Pope's seat, his face was extremely gloomy.
Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo looked at each other from time to time, as silent as a cicada, daring not to make the slightest sound.
"Bibi Dong, you are too reckless; you actually let Xue'er get into trouble and almost put her life in danger."
Bibi Dong sneered and said: "Hmph; stop pretending in front of me. , Besides, what does that woman have to do with me? She is from your temple, not from my temple.”
“You promised to take out those soul bones, I didn’t ask you to save them. I; I don’t accept this love.”
The figure in the darkness sighed softly, turned around and left the Pope’s Palace without wasting any more words.
The hatred in Bibi Dong's heart has not diminished at all, and her temper has become even more unpredictable under the influence of that inexplicable divine power.
If what happened today had not been for the fact that the distance between the group of people and Wuhun Palace was not that far, and the battle between Bibi Dong and Yang Yun had a great impact, Qian Daoliu would never have been able to leave.
In other words, if Qian Renxue wasn't there, Qian Daoliu wouldn't even look at her, Bibi Dong.
Those two soul bones were all the price for saving Qian Renxue.
Yang Yun's strength has surpassed Tang Chen, and the aura of the wings behind his back is so strong that even the servant of God feels fatal danger to him.
The two sides started fighting. He might not lose to Yang Yun using the angelic power; but the aftermath was definitely not something that the soul masters below could withstand.
At this time, the team members had initially regained their composure.
Tang San of Team Shrek looked absent-minded, because just now he heard Yang Yun point to a location and say that he wanted to chase Tang Hao; the two titled Douluo just chased after him.
I don’t know how dad’s condition is now.
Can you escape from those two titled Douluo? Or is it possible that he is strong enough to kill those two guys?
Tang San's eyes were filled with deep sadness that couldn't be resolved.
The master put one hand behind his back and sat next to Tang San and said, "Are you worried about your father?"
Tang San nodded silently.
The master stretched out his hand and put it on Tang San's shoulder, comforting him: "Don't worry, your father was the youngest titled Douluo on the road; his record was even more impressive, and he seriously injured the incoming pope in the first battle. "
"It can be said that as long as the person chasing after him is not Yang Yun, the chance of your father surviving is as high as 90%, so don't worry about that; just adjust your mentality and prepare for the next competition. "
Tang San's eyes gradually regained some brilliance.
Raised his head and looked directly into Yu Xiaoan's eyes and nodded heavily: "Okay, teacher; I understand, I will definitely not let you down in the next game."
"It's a pity. This time, we still haven’t been able to see the true level and combat power of Shui Bing’er from Team Tianshui. Her strength has always been shrouded in mystery.”
It’s like the golden generation of Wuhun Palace. Average; no information appears in the information of three people.
You can only see it after going to Wuhun City to see it with your own eyes.
The night everyone arrived at Wuhun City.
A familiar guest came to Yang Yun's account. To be precise, he was a strange yet familiar guest.
"Why is it you? Aren't you afraid that someone else will see your true face outside? How dare you appear in front of my account so openly."
Qian Renxue.
Throwing two soul bones emitting precious light in his hand, he threw them in front of Yang Yun.
"Once you enter Wuhun City, it's my territory. I can appear anywhere I want; why not?" ink color.
“I didn’t expect you to have grown to this extent. Even my grandfather was not sure that he could defeat you in a head-on confrontation. It seems that letting you sneak away was the biggest mistake in my life.”< br>
Yang Yun put away the two soul bones in front of him. There were extremely obvious cracks on both soul bones.
They were soul bones that had been cracked, but some of them were indeed powerful soul bones that were more than fifty thousand years old.
Qian Daoliu was playing tricks on him. The inheritance of Wuhun Palace was indeed very long; he even had soul bones of this level in stock.
Although it is two soul bones with cracks.
“You can’t look back on the past, but have any boys told you that you are really good-looking and have such a divine temperament, but I just want to be the one who blasphemed the goddess!”
< br>Qian Renxue raised her chin proudly and looked at Yang Yun, then walked quickly to Yang Yun; the tips of their noses quickly approached.
"Hmph. You are still very good at playing tricks; but no matter how strong you are now, so what? In my eyes, you will be mine sooner or later; whether you are yours or yours Heart.”
Qian Renxue enjoyed the feeling of troubling Yang Yun's mind but making it impossible for him to do so; it gave her the pleasure of toying with her prey.
Even if the opponent's level is more than ten levels higher than yours, so what?
Now she is a twelve-winged fallen angel of light. The two are one and the same but distinct; they are just waiting to inherit the divine position.
She Qian Renxue will become an existence beyond the angels and gods.
(End of this chapter)