Douluo: Awakening the fallen blood angel, the god blocks the killing god

Chapter 10 The Eighth Soul Skill·Gate of Hell
As long as the soul master in the soul master world reaches level ninety, he will be awarded a title by the Wuhun Palace and become a titled Douluo respected by everyone.

Becoming a titled Douluo is not only a proof of strength, but also a symbol of status. This is a supreme honor.

The account ban will accompany people throughout their lives.A person's account ban is a top priority.Even if he dies, his title will be recorded in history with him.

Qian Renhan has never thought about banning his account.

His martial spirit is the twelve-winged fallen blood angel.There is only one Angel Douluo, and it has always been owned by the person with the highest soul power among the thousands of families.The rest can only choose other accounts.

"How about... let's call him Angel Douluo?" Qian Renxue said.

In the past hundred years, Qianjia has only had three Angel Douluo.

The first one is Qian Daoliu, then Qian Daoliu's son Qian Xunji, and the third person is Qian Renxue.

Whether it's Qian Daoliu, Qian Xunji, or Qian Renxue, their talents are enough to be worthy of the title of Heavenly Angel Douluo.

One of the reasons why Qian Renxue is willing to give up the title of Angel Douluo is that she is now level 89 and may not be able to enter the realm of Titled Douluo in her lifetime.The main reason was her recognition of Qian Renhan's talent.

Qianjia's people were almost wiped out.The only person who can revitalize Qianjia now is Qian Renhan in front of him.

"Let's meet our enemies first!" Qian Renhan said.

Qian Renhan and Qian Renxue walked out of the Pope's Palace and headed towards the east gate of the city.

When they came to the street, they encountered the city guards besieging Wuhun Palace.

"They just went through a big battle. Even Mr. Yang died in their hands. Mr. Yang is a Soul Saint! I'm sure that their soul power is exhausted now. I suggest taking them down. This is a great achievement! "

Some city guards had an idea of ​​Qian Renhan and Qian Renxue.They felt that Qian Renhan and Qian Renxue had exhausted their soul power after the battle and could now be captured by them.They wanted to take credit for Qian Renhan and Qian Renxue's heads.

Someone got greedy and took action against Qian Renhan and Qian Renxue.When they just took action, they were immediately killed by Qian Renxue.

Qian Renhan continued to move forward among the crowd without stopping.Qian Renxue killed the city guards blocking their advance along the way.When Qian Renhan and Qian Renxue came to the east wall of the city, they left a trail of blood behind them.

There are thirty thousand troops outside the city.

A man stepped out of the army.He is tall and strong, riding a white horse.He is not young, and his eyebrows are all white.I think this person is Xue Chen's eldest brother, Xue Luotian, the eldest son of Prince Xue Xing!

"How brave, how dare you kill my brother! Tell me your name, who are you? My sword will not kill the nameless people!"

After Xue Luotian finished speaking, eight soul rings appeared under her feet.The colors from the inside out are yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and black.

He is clearly an eighth-ring soul saint.

Xue Luotian held a long black knife in his hand.There are nine rings on the knife, which is 1.5 meters long and [-] centimeters wide.Under the sun's rays, it reflects a breathtaking cold light.

In his sixtieth year, he became an Eight-Hand Soul Douluo, and Xue Luotian's talent was not low.

"You have no right to know my name!" Qian Renhan said.

shh~
The [-]-strong army stared at Qian Renhan on the city wall.

The majestic Eight-Hand Soul Douluo is not worthy of knowing Qian Renhan's name.

Xue Luotian smiled instead of being angry, and sneered, "How crazy... Ever since the Wuhun Empire was destroyed, no one has dared to speak to me like this. You are the first one. Since you are unwilling to declare your family status, then I will Beat until you are subdued, beat until you say your name! Let me see how hard your mouth is! Don’t worry, if you chop off my brother’s legs, I will also let you chop off yours before he dies. Legs!"

"One move!" Qian Renhan said.

"What do you mean?" Xue Luotian asked doubtfully.

"There are too few of you. There are only [-] troops. I can finish you off with one move."

"What did you say?" "I can kill [-] of your troops with one move!"

"Hmph... That's shameless talk. Take the move!"

After Xue Luotian finished speaking, he directly used his seventh soul skill.He had already received news before that the soul saint Yang Lao who protected his younger brother Xue Chen had been killed by Qian Renhan with one move.He despised Qian Renhan with his mouth, but valued Qian Renhan in his heart.

"The seventh soul skill: the true form of the Nine-Bend Great Ring Sword!"

For safety reasons, the seventh soul ring at Xue Luotian's feet lit up with a black halo.Render his whole body black.Soul power spurted out from his body, forming a humanoid shadow more than ten meters high.

Xue Luotian holds a large nine-curved ring knife.The humanoid shadow is also holding a nine-curved large ring knife.

Xue Luotian summoned his martial spirit, and Qian Renhan also summoned his martial spirit.

The difference was that Qian Renhan did not use his seventh soul skill.His eighth soul ring lit up with orange-gold light.Turn him into a golden man.So much so that he, who was full of evil spirits, looked somewhat divine at this time.

"The eighth soul skill: Gate of Hell!"

The space 30 meters in front of Qian Renhan caused ripples.A giant bloody door that was more than 300 meters high and more than 100 meters wide appeared out of thin air.

The super giant door is very eye-catching.

"Boom!"

The giant bloody door slowly opened.The sound of the door opening was like the sky falling.A deep black light emerged from the crack in the door.A cold breath filled the air.It makes people feel that winter has arrived.

The giant blood-colored door only opened a gap, and a black torrent poured out from inside.

When the black torrent was only 50 meters away from Xueluotian, he finally saw clearly that it was not a black torrent, but an army composed of countless ghosts.There are so many ghosts that it visually looks like a flood flowing out of the huge blood-colored door.

"Saras!"

Xue Luotian said a familiar name.

Salas, the platinum bishop of the Tiandou City Temple of Wuhun Palace.

Although Salas was a Contra, he died at Jialing Pass during the Three Kingdoms War.Salas was dead, but now he appeared in front of Xue Luotian again.

"Bibi Dong!"

Not only Salas, but what surprised Xue Luotian was that among the ghosts was the fallen Rakshasa God Bibi Dong.

"Sword Daochen Heart!"

"Bone Douluo Ancient Banyan!"

"Second worship to Golden Crocodile Douluo!"

Xue Luotian was extremely shocked.

Among the ghost army were not only the dead Salas and Bibi Dong, but also Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong from the Qibao Glazed Sect, as well as the second enshrined Golden Crocodile Douluo from the Spirit Hall!
"Mother?"

Qian Renxue stood on the city wall, dumbfounded, staring at Bibi Dong's figure.

"No...she has no breath of life! That's not her...but she is her!" Qian Renxue could tell the difference between Bibi Dong at this time and Bibi Dong in the past.

That face that made time unable to do anything to her was indeed Bibi Dong, the former Pope of Wuhun Palace and the former Queen of Wuhun Empire.

Qian Renxue originally mistakenly thought that Bibi Dong was not dead.Her body was floating in the air, her feet not touching the ground.There was no life left in his body.

(End of this chapter)