Douluo: I am going to be invincible

"The ceremony for the canonization of the Holy Son and Saint will be held in three days. Qianyang, don't forget it because you are addicted to cultivation."

Yan rarely spoke to Qian Yang with serious words.

Qianyang said: "I know, I know."

Hu Liena said at this time: "It just so happens that the Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition has officially started today, but we don't need to participate in the qualifying and promotion rounds. We can just wait for the elimination rounds in half a year."

"Our strength will definitely improve in the past six months. I really can't imagine how those so-called geniuses in the empire can compare with us."

Qianyang touched Hu Liena's head and said, "Don't be proud. You have to know that there are people out there. At least I know there is someone who is the same age as me but has similar strength to me."

The three of them were shocked, "What, is there another monster like you on the continent?"

Xie Yue couldn't help but ask, "Who is that person?"

"I told you that you don't know each other. You will naturally meet him on the day when the competition starts."

……

Three days later, the Hall of Elders.

The atmosphere in the Elder Hall at this time was very solemn and solemn, because today is a very important day.

Canonize the Son.

Qian Daoliu looked at his outstanding grandson in front of him with satisfaction in his eyes.

He patted Qian Yang on the shoulder and said, "Boy, you are much better than your father. Soul Master has already understood the angelic realm, but you are the most talented person in the history of our Qian Family!"

"Even I only realized the angelic realm when I was the Soul King. Good boy, don't embarrass me!"

Qianyang was really happy to hear Qian Daoliu's praise. He rarely heard the old man praise him.

"Okay, today is a very important moment in your life, are you ready?"

Qian Daoliu put away his smile and said to Qian Yang with a majestic look.

Qianyang nodded.

Qian Daoliu walked out of the Elders' Hall, where several high-ranking elders of the Spirit Hall were waiting for him outside.

There are also some old acquaintances of Qianyang among them, such as Ye Sifeng for the third worship, Ye Fengtian for the fifth worship, Ghost Leopard Douluo, Demon Bear Douluo and others.

After taking a look around, Qianyang discovered that none of the elders from the Elder Hall came today.

"It seems that those who did not come are the elders who have been poached by Bibi Dong..."

Qian Yang vaguely thought that this was a bit scary, because he saw that even the second worshipper was not present.

This shows that Qian Daoliu's dominance in the Elder Hall is no longer what it used to be.

After Qian Daoliu walked out of the Elder Hall, three pairs of huge angel wings suddenly stretched out from behind, and the vast angelic light spread throughout every corner of the Elder Hall.

He stood in the sky, his face full of majesty and solemnity, and a powerful voice like a great bell came from his mouth.

"Today is a crucial day for my Spirit Hall."

"Today, a holy son will be born in our Wuhun Palace."

"Elders, you must respect the Holy Son as much as you respect the Pope from now on."

"The Holy Son will have a status second only to me and the Pope in the Spirit Hall from now on."

"Next, invite the Holy Son!"

Regardless of their status, all the elders present, including Ye Sifeng, all lowered their heads to show respect for the Holy Son.

Qian Yang strode out of the Elder's Hall, countless golden lights gathered on him, and three pairs of angel wings identical to Qian Daoliu appeared behind him.

"Invite the Holy Son to ascend the holy platform!"

As Qian Yang walked out, golden stairs appeared at his feet.

He stepped on these steps step by step and climbed to a high floating platform in the sky.

After he ascended the holy platform, a gorgeous golden cloud robe appeared and was put on him.

Putting on this robe that represented the status of the Holy Son, Qianyang's temperament began to undergo a qualitative sublimation.

His gentle appearance, like that of the boy next door, now became exceptionally majestic, like a god descending to earth.

Coupled with his extraordinary handsome appearance, all the elders present were trembling in their hearts.

Qian Daoliu's voice continued, "Worship the Holy Son!"

The elders all bowed their heads and put their right hands on their chests.

"Meet the Holy Son!"

The sound waves formed by the shouts of more than a dozen Titled Douluo-level experts were like roaring waves, soaring straight into the sky.

The strong momentum even shattered the thick clouds in the sky, revealing the blazing sun hanging high in the sky.

The golden sunshine fell and shone on Qianyang's face. At this moment, his face was expressionless, like a god who controls the fate of all people.

A golden beam of light exploded behind him, and a beautiful barefoot girl appeared out of thin air, followed by three soul rings as black as ink.

The angelic realm was fully opened, as if the entire sky had turned golden.

Qianyang's momentum increased rapidly, and his spiritual power was released wantonly.

If there is a relatively weak soul master now, he will definitely be stunned by Qian Yang's momentum. Even the soul emperor will be suppressed by Qian Yang and be breathless.

The elders in the field also felt the pressure erupting from Qian Yang. Of course, this pressure was no different from scratching an itch for them.

After all, they are all titled Douluo, and the highest level one is even a powerful being at level 97.

But even though this pressure was insignificant to them, it still caused huge waves in their hearts!

The few worshiping elders who had seen Qianyang Soul Ring were okay, at least they were somewhat prepared in their hearts, but those elders who had never seen Qianyang Soul Ring were really shocked beyond measure.

"Three ten thousand year soul rings! Could it be that His Highness the Holy Son has twin martial souls like His Majesty the Pope!"

"No, that's not right. His Majesty the Pope only added a soul ring to the second martial soul after he became a titled Douluo!"

"This kind of soul power pressure, this kind of spiritual power...is the Soul Saint!"

"How is this possible? How is this possible? How can a mere Soul Lord have soul power equal to that of a Soul Saint!"

All the elders were horrified. This phenomenon beyond their common sense really made them feel as if they were in a dream.

Looking down at the attitude of the elders under the holy platform, Qianyang was very satisfied.

He did this firstly to establish his authority, and secondly because he wanted to tell the elders who were still neutral at this time that he had talents that surpassed Bibi Dong!

Are Bibi Dong’s twin martial spirits strong?

It is very strong. The first six soul rings of her second martial soul are all soul rings that are over 5 years old, and even the seventh soul ring is a 10-year-old soul ring!

But so what, Qian Yang dares to say, if we were in the same realm, I would let you torture you with all my limbs!

……

at the same time.

On the other side of the Presbyterian Palace is the Papal Palace.

It's the same scene here.

Canonize a woman.

Pope Bibi Dong looked at his disciple with great joy. He had never thought of her excellence.

The youngest soul king in history, with unparalleled spiritual talent.

Bibi Dong was very satisfied with his disciple in every aspect.

Bibi Dong looked at the countless members of Wuhun Palace kneeling in front of her, exuding the graceful and luxurious temperament of a queen.

Bibi Dong's red lips parted slightly, and a majestic voice came from her mouth, "Please, saint, come to the holy platform."

Hu Liena moved lightly and slowly climbed onto the holy platform.

Like Qian Yang, a gorgeous saint's robe appeared and was draped on her exquisite body.

"Worship the saint!"

After Bibi Dong gave the order, countless people knelt down.

Only a few people were still standing.

For example, Juhuaguan Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo... and the second worshiper standing behind Bibi Dong.

"Meet the saint!"

Countless people shouted.

At the same time, Bibi Dongzhen looked towards the direction of the Elder Hall.

She could clearly feel the momentum there.

Glancing at Hu Liena, a trace of murderous intent condensed in Bibi Dong's eyes.

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