Douluo: Rely on the dress-up system to hold the god-woman set

"Although the momentum is huge, how do you feel" the awakened Martial Soul is not quite right?
The elder couldn't say what was said later, because the next second, the ground of the entire Pope's Palace began to tremble suddenly, like an earthquake, everyone immediately entered a state of alert, expanded their mental power, and searched source of vibration.

"Om-"

The golden soul power rippled in the air, and a powerful aura that could not be ignored immediately became the focus of the eyes of other people in the hall.

"Grandpa, you?" Qian Renxue, who was forced to appear together, looked puzzled at Qian Daoliu whose momentum had changed completely.

The latter turned his head and looked at the source of the vibration from a distance——the sacred hall of offerings on the sacred mountain of Wuhun Temple.

In the center of the worship hall where no one was there, the huge statue of an angel trembled without warning.

As if trying to break through some shackles, the stone eyes suddenly shone with a golden light, and the golden flames gathered around the statue were like huge waves churning up in the sea, gathering into a golden beam of light and soaring into the sky. Passing through the hard dome at the top of the hall in an instant, huge energy fluctuations shot straight into the sky, connecting the sky and the earth, dyeing the gloomy sky into the golden color of dawn.

"boom--!"

The mighty and sacred golden light passes through the huge stained glass windows in the Pope's Palace and shines in the palace.

An invisible coercion dissipated in the air.

That is not the coercion emanating from the martial soul, but another indescribable aura that makes people unable to resist.

"It is under the crown of the angel god."

Qian Daoliu's dark golden eyes revealed an excited light, and amidst several uncertain gazes, he lowered his haughty head towards Wuhun Shenshan, bent his right knee, and half-kneeled on the ground, piously paying his respects. present.

Qian Daoliu's movements seemed to be a signal, including Bibi Dong who had a stiff expression, also lowered his head amidst the sacred aura shining in the hall.

[Beep—faith value +10]

[Beep—faith value +11]

[Beep—faith value +7]

Countless reminders of the increase in faith value sounded one after another.

But Qian Yuelong couldn't hear anything at this time.

The illusory golden ripples kept shining in the void, like being in a hot spring, and the endless warmth wrapped her pure white soul that was incompatible with the surrounding world.

Qian Yuelong's closed eyelashes trembled, and slowly opened, wherever the eyes could see, the world was golden.

"Qian Yuelong."

The kind and majestic voice came from the ethereal and came to my ears.

She turned her head as if feeling something, and looked at the statue of more than ten meters that was no different from the seraphim statue seen in the worship hall that slowly emerged from the golden cloud.

Under the vision of the soul, the spirit vision is automatically activated.

In the eyes of ordinary people, there is a dull gray statue of the seraphim. In her eyes, the huge golden light of merit and virtue constitutes this huge different space like sunlight, and the statue of the seraph itself is like a burning fire. Like the sun, it almost blinded her eyes.

Is this an angel god?
The moment this thought came to mind, Qian Yuelong's brows suddenly became extremely hot, as if on fire.

"boom--!"

A golden wing pattern was slowly condensed between the scorching brows, and the rich golden light exploded from the brows in an instant, swallowing Qian Yuelong's soul as well.

"call!"

In the real world, Qian Yuelong, who was suspended above the main hall, suddenly opened her eyes, and the golden wings lit up between her eyebrows spewed out a rich golden mist towards the front, and finally formed a thousand-petal flower without roots, leaves, or branches. lotus.

The whole body of the thousand-petal lotus is golden, as if carved from natural crystals. Layers of petals are slowly blooming in the nourishment of the golden mist, revealing a purple-gold lotus stand that seems to be flowing with mercury.

The divine light was dim, but in the Pope's Palace, the golden thousand-petaled lotus the size of an adult's palm reflected the inside of the palace into a gold with purple color.

Qian Yuelong floated to the ground, without that sacred coercion, everyone who stood up from the ground immediately turned their attention to Qian Yuelong who was holding a golden thousand-petal lotus, after seeing the thousand-petal lotus on the palm of the opponent's right hand, , my mind was stunned, as if a thunder had exploded, it was blank.

"Where's the Angel Martial Soul?!"

Someone couldn't help blurting out.

Then he was stared at by several eyes.

The red-robed elder who consciously slipped his words froze, silently lowering his sense of existence.

The rest of the people who had regained their senses also stared at the thousand-petal lotus held by Qian Yuelong on the palm of their right hand with gloomy eyes, and everyone with complex expressions could twist it.

Who would have thought that in such a big battle, even the Angel God himself performed a miracle, and the one who awakened was not the seraph martial soul, nor one of the two martial souls from the mother, but a lotus flower!
This "Son of God" is a bit of a not-so-Son of God.
Could it be that in the genealogy of the great priest's family, are there any ancestors who combined with a soul master who possessed a plant-like martial soul?
Just when they couldn't help doubting their lives, and after thinking about whether to ask the priest to look up the genealogy of the angel family in the past, and then investigate Bibi Dong's previous genealogy, Qiandao flowed.

With Qian Renxue's anxious and worried expression on his face, he walked towards the calm Qian Yuelong, and all whispers stopped suddenly as he passed by.

All eyes were on Qian Daoliu, who had no abnormal expression on his face.

In the silence, Qian Daoliu said slowly: "Although Yuelong has not awakened the angel martial soul or the martial soul inherited from her mother, the miracle just now cannot be faked. Witnessed it with my own eyes.”

Qian Daoliu's majestic gaze swept across the hall.

The deterrent power contained in that gaze makes people dare not look at each other.

"And I also heard the oracle from Your Majesty." Qian Daoliu looked down at Qian Yuelong, his eyes were soft, and he sighed——

"She is the son of God personally appointed by the Angel God."

No one doubted the words of Qian Daoliu, who was the great priest of the angel.

Not only because Qian Daoliu is absolutely loyal to the Angel God, but also because in this world, if you blaspheme the gods, you will be punished by God.

And since Qian Daoliu said so, and God's punishment did not fall, it proves that what Qian Daoliu said is true, it is all true.

The others who lowered their heads exchanged glances with their familiar colleagues calmly.

[Beep—faith value +5]

[Beep—faith value +8]

[Beep—faith value +3]

【.】

Faith value alerts with different points sounded one after another, Gou Zai Qianyuelong's 886 excited little ball of light jumped in Qianyuelong's sea of ​​soul consciousness, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Bibidong looked at the child standing next to Qian Daoliu with complicated eyes, and she didn't know whether she was mostly disappointed or grateful.

This child didn't inherit the angel spirit she hated, but she didn't inherit her spirit either, instead she had a mutated spirit.

Bibi Dong lowered her eyes, listening to Qian Daoliu's steady voice sounding again, bringing the finale to today's Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony——

"Then, from now on, Qian Yuelong will be my Saintess of the Spirit Hall."

"But the saint is young now, so it is not appropriate to show her face in front of other forces. All the high-ranking officials of the Wuhun Palace must know about the canonization of the saint. But it must not be revealed until the saint's wings are full."

"Wait, do you have any objections?"

The others respectfully kept their heads down: "Nothing."

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly: "So, you can do your own thing."

After finishing speaking, Qian Daoliu raised his hand, golden soul power gushed out from his palm, everyone saw a flash of golden light, and Qian Daoliu, Qian Renxue, and Qian Yuelong disappeared from the hall.

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