Douba's Strongest Master System

Chapter 171 Tenth Formula (Fifth Change)
Chen Qiye held the Chaos Sword in his hand, and did not make any other movements. When he passed through the sky, it seemed that something rose up in his soul, but he couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was.

but!

He suddenly hated the word "God", probably because the "Shen Yu Era" in the mouth of "Haotian" 400 million years ago enslaved all the people of the human race.

There was no sword light, no sword wind, and even this space seemed to have no wind. Chen Qiye just fell on the void like this, and the power belonging to the laws of this plane surrounded his body surface, but in Li Baiyi When there were more than ten centimeters left, the power of this law unexpectedly stagnated for no reason.

Sword intent lingers into a domain!
That's probably what it feels like to be invincible!

Looking from the eyes of the God of Angels, the body of the young man in white robes in front of him was actually covered with strands of faint starlight. It was this kind of starlight that made him feel trembling, and when he raised his eyes, the angel's God saw the eyes of the young man in front of him.

It was that kind of absolutely calm gaze, even with a feeling of indifference!

He is ignoring the gods!

Under such gaze, for some reason, the God of Angels had an extremely ridiculous idea.

I am so small!
Insignificant like a drop of water that is about to fall into the sea, there is no way to find it, and no one is willing to find it.

Then, he heard an indifferent voice: "How dare you invade my soul?"

The God of Angels had a stiff mouth. What kind of existence did he provoke? When he spoke, there was no emotional ups and downs. When his voice fell and swayed, it was like a sea of ​​death surging.

"You destroy the place where my gods inherit my faith... This is blasphemy." The voice of the God of Angels came out slowly and coldly. That sentence: How dare you blaspheme the gods!Come coldly.

"The gods are gone, what do you want to pass on the land of faith?"

Chen Qiye let out a faint voice, which was doomed when the spiritual breath invaded.

If he is not sublimated to the extreme, under the suppression of the laws of the plane, he will not even be able to truly face the angelic sword of the gods. The gap between level 99 and level 10 is so huge, it is like the distance between ordinary people and soul masters, even if he has nine A soul ring of [-] years can't make up for this gap!
Because the gods of this plane have the light of gods, and the god of angels in front of him has ten rings, and there is darkness in the golden ring!
The dark golden soul ring is almost the ultimate soul ring among the gods. Each ring has unparalleled power. The ten rings condense the brilliance, and the golden color reflects nothingness. The three pairs of white angel wings also glow golden. of gloss.

"For millions of years, you are the only one who dares to challenge the power of God."

Listening to the voice, the God of Angels knew that there was no possibility of good.

Immediately!

There was a golden light behind him, and the golden light shrouded the entire space. Gradually, three hundred phantoms emerged, and ten soul rings danced on their unified body. strength.

Even though the three hundred phantoms appeared solidly, and the aura and coercion pierced through the line, the place where the white robe was standing still remained motionless.

"god?"

"Divine power?"

When Chen Qiye closed his eyes and opened his eyes, he murmured to himself, the voice was not loud, but it resounded in the sea of ​​consciousness of all the gods, this is the ability of the sixth sense of heaven and man after it is activated.

In the world of the original universe, it is similar to "He Xintong", but what touches is not the heart, but resounds from the depths of the soul.

When the voice resounded through the souls of the gods, they were all startled slightly.

The young man in white robes in front of him has no god position, nor does he have any power of law that belongs to this space. He stands in the void, as if he is incompatible with the Zhoutian world, but he is so incompatible that he cannot be suppressed by the law.

Well, there is only one possibility!
He is above the law.

Thinking of this, the expressions of the three hundred hunters who appeared with the angel's golden light changed almost at the same time.

next moment!
The voice sounded again: "When I was born, the heavens had no gods!"

This is an idea trembling from the depths of Chen Qiye's soul, but when he uttered it, it was very flat.

The plain ones were just spoken in the simplest statement tone.

That slight pause seems to be recalling some vague things. It is like recalling the old Bai's house next door when I was a child. It has no chickens, ducks and geese. It has the same meaning.

When I was born, the heavens had no gods.

At this moment, a god of angels and three hundred hunters all changed their expressions!
They are one of the most noble existences in this face, possessing a glorious, noble, and even supreme pride and dignity. It is such pride and dignity, but they are completely humiliated by this white-clothed youth who is only 25 years old surrounded by rings in front of them.

He is only 25 years old, let alone born without God.

The holy sword of the angel suddenly showed its brilliance, and the six luminous golden armors appeared on the god of angels out of thin air, bursting out with dazzling brilliance.

At this moment, within the range that Chen Qiye can see, there are only golden brilliance and [-] soul rings condensing endless brilliance, without any warning, they want to annihilate this person who dares to defile the gods .

"Exactly, it proves the tenth form of my Haotian Sword!"

Looking at the vast power in front of him like a scorching sun, Chen Qiye finally grasped the Chaos sword tightly. This is a real grip on the hilt!

After the nine rings were merged into one, this was no longer his martial spirit, but the natal sword that belonged to Chen Qiye.

When he grasped the long sword of chaos, an innate kindness was transmitted from the sword to his heart, as if they had been fused with each other for thousands of years and had never been separated.

At this time, the holy sword of the angel has been condensed out!

What was slashed was not sword light, but the real fire of the sun that pierced through the galaxy, slashing towards Chen Qiye with a high temperature of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of degrees!
Wherever the real fire plundered, the space was scorched, and the distorted law blessed the real fire of the sun at this moment.

"Big Sun, Angel, Wanyang Lingtian!"

As if all the gods were chanting, the countless scorching suns were empty and solid, and in an instant, the power of destroying the world suppressed everything about Chen Qiye.

"Stop!" Suddenly there was a terrifying fluctuating sound resounding in the void, but it was a pity that the sound came too late.

Because, Chen Qiye's sword moved.

"The tenth form of the Haotian Sword Art!"

"Cut the years!"

Accompanying the sound was the hand holding the long sword of chaos. If you look closely, you can see that Chen Qiye's fingers are very slender, which is very suitable for holding a sword.

This sword has no cold light, no sheen, and no lightning-like speed.

Yes, it's just a half arc.

Why a half arc instead of a straight line?
Because, Chen Qiye's sword is only half out, the sword is not out yet, but the years have been cut off!
PS: I just woke up, I am still working hard, I will continue to update at night, I am deeply sorry, thank you all from the bottom of my heart.

　After coding, I will update it together tomorrow morning. You guys have an early rest, but you can watch it tomorrow. The author Yin thanked you all again. I saw all kinds of comments today, and I was moved. I am really touched. There is warmth in the cold winter Words are better than nine heavens and ten suns, thank you, thank you, thank you.

　　
　
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