The warrior Yu Xiaogang in Douluo

Hear that vast, familiar voice.

Bibi Dong, who was immersed in grief, suddenly paused and raised her head suddenly.

Her current condition was average, her purple divine armor was covered with deep cracks, and she seemed unable to withstand any more blows. Its once indestructible shell was now broken, revealing a bit of soft skin.

The scales and barbs on the purple divine armor that shimmered with faint purple light were still growing slowly, but at the moment they looked dim.

Bibi Dong's face was pale, and there were severe pains in her wrists and arms. Her hair was messy, and the hair scattered on both sides of her face was stained with blood and dust.

She held onto the 'Rakshasa Demon Scythe' and propped herself up, standing up with difficulty. Her body was still a little shaky and she slowly stood up from the pit.

Look around.

The two worlds and vast figures she and Qian Daoliu used had already dissipated in Yu Xiaogang's shock.

The dark night was illuminated like day by the pure white light from Yu Xiaogang's body.

The tall and majestic Papal Palace is slowly disappearing, and the huge angel sculpture in front of the Papal Palace is melting like a bubble under this light.

It turns into dots of golden light in the pure white world, floating in the air like snowflakes, so beautiful.

"truth."

Bibi Dong stared at this scene blankly, looking at the tall figure smiling in the golden rain.

She glanced sideways at the place where the 'Rakshasa Demon Scythe' collided with the Wuji Jingang Sword, and there was a deep gap. This is a divine weapon! It is an almost indestructible weapon even to gods!

What a powerful force it is to have such a gap created by a Contra-level soul master using his 'soul skill'.

She regained her senses and did not continue to take action. Neither she nor Qian Daoliu could master the god-level power perfectly. Once they took action, they could not hold back. The moment Yu Xiaogang was swallowed by the flames of the sun, her heart instantly became empty, violently The pain came over her and she could barely breathe.

She didn't want to do it again.

What's more, the destruction of the Papal Palace has now become a fact.

"Mr. Jade!!"

At this moment, a roar of anger and grief resounded over the Papal Palace.

Yu Xiaogang turned his head.

Qian Daoliu was standing not far away, glaring at Yu Xiaogang. The golden armor under his ceremonial dress was in pieces, and his neat hair was messily scattered on his face, revealing a pair of angry eyes.

Qian Daoliu watched the angel sculpture continue to turn into golden light and dissipate in the air. The originally calm and tranquil expression on his handsome face was full of anger and grief. His hands were clenched into fists, and veins popped out, as if they were ready to explode at any time.

There was a powerful aura in the air behind him, and an invisible force was surging.

The ‘Seraphic Martial Spirit’ resurfaced with his anger!

"Angel Holy Sword!" Qian Daoliu raised his hand.

At this time, there was a statue standing deep in the place where the Angel True Ancestor was enshrined. It was a ten-meter-tall statue with a golden body. Three pairs of wings were spread out behind it, and a huge golden sword was held high in its hand. The sky.

A ray of golden light flew out from under the golden angel statue and fell into the hands of Qian Daoliu. His aura suddenly increased. It was a golden sword that was exactly the same as Qian Daoliu's Seraphim spirit.

The most peculiar thing is that there seems to be a layer of faint golden flames hovering around the golden sword.

Astonishingly, it is the artifact left behind by the True Ancestor of Angels - the Holy Sword of Angels!

As the representative of the gods in the mortal world, the Divine Attendant is originally the incarnation of half the god. Under special circumstances, with the permission of the God, the Divine Attendant can use ‘artifacts’ to fight against the enemy!

This is Qiandaoliu's strongest state, and he still has his angelic skills yet to be used.

"Big offering!!"

"Big offering!!"

Seeing this scene, the titled elders and six major worshipers of Wuhun Palace who were lying on the ground in front of the Pope's Palace were suddenly startled. They didn't know where the power came from. They stood up suddenly, and several of them ducked and gathered in Qiandao Liushen. beside.

They don't think that if the great worshiper has an 'artifact', he can win over this great bachelor who is like the incarnation of truth.

The Grand Bachelor will definitely hold back.

The vibrating power seemed to be devastating, but in fact it had little impact on them and did not harm them at all.

That power didn't seem to be in the same dimension as them. Even an ordinary guard and maid in the Pope's Palace did not die, but lay quietly in this pure white world.

You must know that the first blow that the Grand Priest Yibi Dongxiang made to the Grand Master, they were on the verge of death. Under the subsequent aftermath, which became more and more terrifying each time, in the end, the fist and the 'Magical Art Angel Saint' Under the aftermath of the sword collision, even they felt that they would die.

But there seemed to be an invisible force on the field that melted away the aftermath, and those mortals actually survived.

The maester's terrifying control over power is simply unimaginable.

It is self-evident that he still has the energy to restrain his power when facing the two god-level warriors, Da Xiangfeng and Bibi Dong.

This scene was also familiar to them.

When would this be done? When adults beat children, these Titled Douluo will also tell these juniors when they give guidance to the juniors of Wuhun Palace: Use whatever soul skills you want, use all your strength, and don't worry about your three-legged cat's soul skills hurting me.

Together, Da Chongfeng and Bibi Dong were obviously not on the same level as the Grand Scholar, and any further attack would be self-defeating.

They were also very angry. Facing the tall figure in the sun's flames, they seemed to have returned to the feeling of being powerless against high-level soul masters when they were young.

But they understand better that strength is the most important thing in Douluo Continent. No matter whether they are good or evil, enemy or friend, they all respect such existence.

Yu Xiaogang's demigod strength was originally as strong as one of the angel Rakshasa, and could not be crushed. If he used his Wuji skills with all his strength, he might win, but the power at that time was absolutely impossible to hold back. Bibi Dong's life and death were difficult. material.

Therefore, Yu Xiaogang did not keep any trump cards and directly activated the 'Hunyuan Warrior' form to suppress them all.

"Qian Daoliu?"

Seeing this scene, Yu Xiaogang's pure white eyes moved slightly, and he said word by word towards Qian Daoliu and the Six Great Enshrinements: "I said, I am very unhappy with Wuhun Hall. After today, I don't want to hear about Wuhun Hall again." The name Soul Palace."

"Do you understand?"

His voice was no longer majestic, and the tone returned to the level of an ordinary person. When he said this, his tone was not serious, and he obviously did not exude a god-level aura, but there was an unquestionable majesty.

The weight of the words this time is much higher than before. Everyone in the Wuhun Palace knows that the Grand Master can defeat them in ten breaths and severely injure them with all his strength. Naturally, he can also defeat them all in ten breaths. The papal palace melted away!

For him, if he wanted to destroy Wuhun Palace, he could just shut them up forever.

This is a kind of 'compassion' from the strong, but as the weak, they can only passively accept it and have no room for bargaining.

"you?!"

Qian Daoliu's pupils flashed with frightening light. He held the 'Angel Holy Sword' tightly, as if feeling the anger in the master's heart, the sword trembled slightly.

"I don't want to say it a second time." Yu Xiaogang's pure white eyes condensed.

He didn't care about the 'Seraphs' in the sky or the 'Angel Holy Sword' held in Qian Daoliu's hand. He was just a demigod and not the 'Ancestor of Angels'. He could only exert god-level power with the help of external forces.

Qian Daoliu held his sword and looked into Yu Xiaogang's calm eyes, but the determination revealed in them was unquestionable.

The two people's eyes intertwined, and there seemed to be invisible forces colliding between them.

The surrounding air instantly became extremely heavy, making people breathless. There are still little bits of sun flames burning on Yu Xiaogang's body, and the air is distorted. The hot temperature contained in the sun flames will turn the titled Douluo into ashes if it touches even a trace of it, but even Yu Xiaogang's hair cannot be burnt. .

This scene made everyone around feel suffocated.

The body is a soul master's shortcoming. Without soul power, even weapons made by ordinary people in the army with the help of 'soul iron' can easily break through their flesh and pierce their hearts.

You must know that Gangyu Xiaogang was able to catch the god-level blow of the great worshiper with his bare hands without any damage, which was even more outrageous than the spirit beast's body.

The bodies of the same gods are extremely weak compared to the divine power of their souls and the offensive ability to control the authority of the gods. Like soul masters, they themselves cannot withstand the attack power of gods of the same level. The battle between powerful gods is The winner will be determined in a flash of lightning.

That's why the protection of artifacts and soul bone armor is needed.

Yu Xiaogang's physical strength is comparable to that of a divine weapon. The ultimate form of defense of the soul bone on his body is very strong, but in fact it is not as good as the 'Martial Arts Golden Body' and his own body. He only uses that armor as a piece of clothing. Portable clothing used to cover the body cannot be easily destroyed.

quite a while.

"Big Offering"

Golden Crocodile Douluo stepped forward and pressed Qian Daoliu's shoulders, shaking his head gently at him: "The Pope's Palace is gone."

Golden Crocodile Douluo is the oldest, mature and prudent, and has the overall situation in mind. The current situation is not good for them. If the great priest takes action again and angers the academician and becomes murderous, none of them can survive. Wuhun Palace does not have ten of them. With the support of many titled Douluo, it will still be destroyed tomorrow.

He could finally understand the choice made by Haotian Sect back then. He was not afraid of death for Wuhun Palace, but he really didn't want to die so unjustly.

The bachelor belongs to Xiaoxue's side, and he can be considered half of his family, so why should he fight to the death here?

Could it be that if the Spirit Hall is disbanded, the faith of the Angel True Ancestor will dissipate? The answer is no!

He refuses to back down, so let’s back down!

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu looked up and saw the last traces of the Pope's Palace and the angel sculpture turned into golden light dots floating in the air. At this moment, he had to admit his own powerlessness.

He sighed softly, a trace of confusion and loss flashed in his eyes: "Everything in this world has its destiny."

"Tomorrow we will announce to the world that Wuhun Hall will be disbanded. From now on, only Douluo Hall will be dedicated to the True Ancestor of Angels." Qian Daoliu collected his thoughts and said slowly.

Saying these words, Qian Daoliu seemed to have exhausted all his strength in an instant. The vast aura in his body was gone. His eyes dimmed and his face was pale and haggard. He lowered his head slightly and his messy hair hung in front of his forehead, looking particularly desolate. , suddenly aged by dozens of years.

After hearing these words, Yu Xiaogang retracted his gaze from Qian Daoliu and the Six Great Enshrinements, and turned to look at Bibi Dong.

Da da da--!

Yu Xiaogang stepped on the void and landed step by step on the ground just one step away from Bibi Dong. The remaining hot sun flames on his body were extinguished as he approached Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong's eyes were still scarlet at this time, and scales and spider-like barbs were growing out of the broken parts and cracks in the purple armor on her body.

There was a layer of purple air with an evil smell everywhere, which made her noble and beautiful face look extremely hideous and terrifying.

Relying on the special characteristics of her twin martial souls and her second martial soul's cultivation of swallowing spider soul beasts of the same kind, it took her less than fifty years to walk the journey that other ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo had to accumulate for thousands of years, and break through the hundred-level natural barrier.

But after all, she has not completely inherited the Rakshasa position, and her current poor condition means that she cannot perfectly control the evil power in her body.

The evil power of Rakshasa in the body breaks out and runs around the body. It is inevitable to be affected by it and cause distortion.

The two looked at each other.

"Dong'er."

Yu Xiaogang was not disgusted by the terrifying look that made the child cry. After watching it for a while, he suddenly stretched out his hand and gently stroked Bibi Dong's face.

Bibi Dong trembled and froze, and did not immediately avoid it. She did not expect that Yu Xiaogang's character would dare to do such a thing.

But just for a moment, she lowered her head and stretched out her hands to see the barbs and scales growing on her body. This ugly and terrifying appearance scared her and took a few steps back.

"Elder Yu, you win."

Bibi Dong looked at the pure white figure emitting soft light a few steps away and said with a trembling voice.

"You didn't lose."

Seeing this scene, Yu Xiaogang just stepped forward without giving Bibi Dong time to react. He suddenly opened his arms and hugged Bibi Dong's ugly body covered with purple barbs and scales, and whispered in her ear:

"I didn't attack the Wuhun Palace for Xue'er's Tiandou Empire. After I finish dealing with the Xingluo Empire, I will retire in the small academy. You can change your Wuhun Empire to something like the Divine Soul Empire or the Tianhun Empire. , Holy Soul Empire, no matter what."

"When this boring worldly game is over, you can come to me at the 'Little Academy'. My words are still valid."

"I'll always be there waiting for you."

Bibi Dong was completely held in Yu Xiaogang's arms, her body stiffened, and she could clearly hear the pounding sound of her heart in her heart.

This sudden and unhesitating warm embrace is as warm as the spring breeze and rain, and as bright as the sunshine.

Bibi Dong wanted to break free but found that she was hugged tightly and couldn't move. Bibi Dong felt as if she was in a safe and comfortable harbor, and all her worries and uneasiness disappeared. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply the breath of Yu Xiaogang.

The restless Rakshasa power within his body calmed down, his scales and barbs began to shrink, and the constant whispers in his mind gradually stopped.

She felt a sense of peace and tranquility that she had never experienced before.

Yu Xiaogang saw the huddled, trembling and paranoid soul in Bibi Dong's heart that protected him.

"The god you inherited is very powerful, and her evil power is extremely domineering, but it corrodes people's hearts. You must be very tired these years, right?"

This evil power and the sacred power of the true ancestor of the angels are said to be restrained, but in fact, pure holy power cannot eliminate this evil power at all.

On the contrary, it is restrained in quality.

The true ancestor of the angels relied on his huge and pure strength to extinguish the evil. As a senior, the Rakshasa God is significantly more powerful than the Angel God and Poseidon God.

a long time.

Yu Xiaogang gently let go of Bibi Dong, his movements gentle and slow. He gently held Bibi Dong's head with both hands, as if he were holding the most precious gem in the world. Her body shrouded in cold armor seemed extremely fragile and in need of protection at the moment.

Bibi Dong raised her head slightly and opened her eyes. Her eyes were as clear as water waves, reflecting his appearance. The tips of their noses touched each other and her breath trembled gently. Her cheeks were stained with a faint blush due to the close contact. The two looked at each other closely. , the eyes collided with more sparks like sparks.

next moment.

Yu Xiaogang lowered his head, and his lips touched Bibi Dong's cold and beautiful forehead, which was as cold as the moonlight. A strange electric current instantly spread throughout Bibi Dong's body.

For a moment, the world around him seemed to freeze.

The scarlet color in Bibi Dong's eyes began to gradually fade, and the purple mark on her forehead was covered by a silvery-white mark of brilliance, which belonged to the power of the 'Moral God'.

"Don't be afraid, Dong'er, my will will always protect you."

"Farewell." (End of Chapter)