Emperor Yan of Douluo Continent

Chapter 160 Seraph
After the words fell, the black mist rose again, the gloomy aura gradually disappeared, and the huge coercion slowly receded.

A pleasant female voice rang in God Shura's ear: "This little guy, lend me some use."

Shura God's pupils shrank slightly, but before he could react, the Shura Sword behind him was pulled by a strange force and fell into Ming Prison's hands.

In the black mist, a more dazzling black light flickered slightly, and the black mist began to slowly gather into that black light, and a woman wrapped in black armor appeared in front of them.

The black armor as a whole looks like a natural thorn, giving people a kind of evil, as if born with all the darkness and despair in the world, the black armor is embellished with purple, and in the center of the chest is a star shining with dark light. The crystal, the belt is made of ten round gray crystals, nine as a circle, and one in the center of the circle.

The head is also wrapped in black armor, the eye mask is a red lens, and the center of the forehead is a golden flame spar.

"She's actually... a woman!" This was the voice of all the gods present.

Ming Gui waved the Shura sword in his hand, and said with disgust in his voice, "Fortunately, you still followed Diyan's sword, it's rubbish." The voice paused slightly, and the high-heeled combat boots made a crisp sound when they stepped on the ground. "Little ants, get up."

After Ming Prison's words fell, the trembling gods dared to stand up, but they kept their heads down and didn't dare to look at Ming Prison.

A blue light flashed, and Seagod appeared beside God Shura in a state of embarrassment, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and unbelievable and intense fear in his blue pupils with divine patterns.

The appearance of Sea God successfully attracted Ming Prison's attention, and a black light flashed across the scarlet eyepatch, "You are very good, and you are not dead."

"..." Poseidon lowered his head even lower, and the look he gave to Ming Prison just now almost broke his mind.

"Boring." The Shura Sword in Ming Prison's hand was swallowed by a black light, and the Shura Sword disappeared in his hand. The high-heeled boots made a crisp sound when they stepped on the ground, and the black armor on his body flashed a black light, and disappeared out of thin air. She put on a clean white dress.

The long black hair fluttered with the breeze, the black pupils looked at a certain place with curiosity, and there was a wicked smile on the corner of the mouth, "The people who can impress him, or two at a time, interesting, really interesting. His pupils narrowed slightly, and his voice like a yellow warbler carried a hint of inexplicable meaning, "Reincarnation? Interesting."

A reincarnator is a person who can completely preserve memory in countless reincarnations.

In the Douluo Continent, it was snowing heavily. In the wooden house, Shen Tianze stared blankly at the little flower in his hand, his pupils were dilated, and there were bursts of buzzing in his mind, and the words of the girl with wings on his back kept appearing in his ears.

"It's just an ordinary little flower, what's so good about it?" A sweet female voice came from behind, Tang Ling frowned slightly, a light flashed around his waist, and the little flower in his hand disappeared.

"I regret bringing you here." The voice was displeased. Although his back was turned to Qian Renxue, he still had a piercing chill. He narrowed his black pupils slightly and looked outside the door, "Xue should will stop."

"Stop when you stop, no matter how big it is, for me, it's easy to stay or leave." Qian Renxue narrowed her beautiful eyes and leaned against the wooden wall with her arms folded. Her man, at this moment, is like a hedgehog, erecting all the sharp thorns all over his body to protect himself.

"Are you confident in your own strength?" Tang Ling asked with a slightly sideways face.

"Your level is 39. I can see through your level at a glance. It must be at least two realms higher than yours." Qian Renxue smiled. A golden light flashed.

Tang Ling stared at Qian Renxue's golden eyes, and said lightly, "Let's have a match?"

The two eyes met, and the atmosphere changed subtly at this moment. A snowflake floated in from the door and fell into the flames. He rushed towards Tang Ling like an arrow on a string, lightly grasped his left hand, and a golden long sword appeared in his hand. The golden long sword drew a half-moon and slashed towards Tang Ling's neck.

The corner of Tang Ling's mouth curled into a slight arc, and he shook his left hand slightly. Three colors of flames, white, red, and dark green, gushed out from his palm, instantly forming a three-color sharp sword. The hand holding the Ice Flame Sword shook. lift.

"clang!!!!"

When the two sharp swords collided, sparks were created from the friction.

Qian Renxue let out a small sigh, a gleam flashed in her golden eyes, and the hand holding the golden long sword slowly increased its strength.

The smile on the corner of Tang Ling's mouth subsided in an instant. He felt the strength in his hands gradually increasing. The golden long sword in Ren Xue's hand was directly cut open.

"I advise you to use your full strength, otherwise, you will be injured." Tang Ling looked at Qian Renxue indifferently, and swung the hand holding the Ice Flame Sword, directly shaking Qian Renxue away.

Qian Renxue was shocked back three steps, looked at the hole in the golden long sword in her hand, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and at the same time she was slightly amazed, at this moment, a half-moon-shaped sword energy of three colors Blast towards Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue's reaction was not slow, the golden long sword in her hand was broken and had been restored to its original appearance under the infusion of soul power, and with a fierce wave of the angelic holy sword in her hand, a sword energy full of sacred aura and casually The blasted sword energy blasted together.

The two sword qi canceled each other out, and with a slight cracking sound, the two sword qi annihilated at the same time.

Swish!
A white shadow appeared behind Tang Ling like a ghost, and the holy angel sword in his hand burst into a golden glow, stabbing towards Tang Ling's neck.

With the golden awn holy angel sword piercing through the neck without hindrance, Qian Renxue turned her delicate body around without hesitation, and swung a sword energy towards her back.

Tang Ling's face was indifferent, and he waved the Ice Flame Sword casually in his hand, cutting the golden sword aura in half, and at the same time swung a three-color sword aura that was stronger than the previous one.

Neither of them used their martial souls, but this sword qi, if Qian Renxue didn't know how to use martial souls, she definitely wouldn't be able to catch it.

As five soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and one black, floated on Qian Renxue's body, six pairs of light golden wings as thin as a cicada's wing stretched out from behind, her delicate face was tinged with holiness, and a smile appeared between her brows. The pale golden imprint looks like an angel soaring into the sky with six wings.

　Can I give this 17-year-old giant baby a little reward for a recommendation ticket or a monthly pass? (poor)
　　
　
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