Douluo's Shura Angel

"I have arrived, and this world belongs to me!" The deep voice echoed for hundreds of miles.

Before he finished speaking, a big jade hand with seven fingers held a euphorbia, distorted the surrounding time and space, and swung it down towards the human camp.

The human camp also reacted quickly. Two divine lights, one golden and one blood-red, rose into the sky, followed closely by streams of light of various colors, but it was a titled Douluo.

Qian Daoliu and Luo Qing took action extremely timely. The Angel Holy Sword and the Killing God Sword collided with the big halberd in no particular order.

The moment the three parties collided, Bo Saixi and the others, who had ascended into the air, discovered with horror that the sky was distorted at that moment, and an irresistible oppressive force swept across the entire world.

The titled Douluo who ascended into the air vomited blood and fell from the sky like dumplings. Even extreme Douluo who were as powerful as Bo Saixi and Ditian were unable to resist.

On the contrary, because of their great strength, they were even more oppressed. For a moment, no one was able to get up from the ground. They were all stiff in pain, resisting the instinctive trembling of their bodies.

Titled Douluo's performance was pretty good. Wherever the mountainous pressure that stretched for dozens of miles passed, clouds of blood mist bloomed. The rich smell of blood lingered for a long time, and the connected blood mist enveloped the entire battlefield. .

Under this powerful pressure, the nearly one million coalition troops were instantly reduced to less than 100,000 living people.

There was golden blood dripping from the sky. Bo Saixi and other titled Douluo's minds were fluctuating violently as they struggled to resist the pressure as if the sky was falling. Qian Daoliu and Luo Qing were vomiting blood and collapsed.

When will the battle between true gods end as quickly as the battle between true gods and Ultimate Douluo?

Yes, Qian Daoliu and Luo Qing are not weak, and they are indeed true gods walking in the Douluo Continent.

It's just that they are facing the master of an entire plane!

The Holy Lord of the Abyss itself has the strength of a first-level god. How can a priest and a second-level god resist?

Leaving aside the fact that the Holy Lord of the Abyss has been immersed in the first-level divine realm for who knows how many years, Qiandaoliu and Luo Qing, who have just entered the divine realm for the first time, have nothing to compare with each other.

This time the Holy Lord of the Abyss decided to come, and the halberd he waved was blessed by the power of the entire abyss plane!

This was the Holy Lord of the Abyss resisting the crazy resistance of the entire Douluo Continent while attacking. Otherwise, how could any creature below the god level survive in the area affected by this halberd.

Although this blow did not achieve the best result that Abyss Saint Lord had expected, it had already satisfied Abyss Saint Lord.

After all, the Holy Lord of the Abyss severely damaged the two great gods of Douluo Continent with one blow, and destroyed most of the resistance forces.

After the blow was over, the Holy Lord of the Abyss did not resist the resistance from the Douluo plane, and restrained his own power. The jade-like seven-fingered hand returned to the Abyss plane with its own weapon.

The Holy Lord of the Abyss is confident that his attack will bring Qian Daoliu and Luo Qing to the lowest point of their strength. Before recovering from their injuries, the power they can exert is very weak.

Besides, most of the famous and powerful people in Douluo Continent were gathered here, but all their pride and confidence were shattered by a blow from the Abyss Saint Lord.

At the same time, the confidence of the human coalition to win was also destroyed. Can they really defeat such an enemy?

Qian Daoliu and Luo Qing barely suppressed the surging energy and blood, and after stabilizing their injuries, they didn't care about anything else.

After setting up a barrier at the risk of aggravating their injuries, Qian Daoliu and Luo Qing, who vomited blood again, commanded the coalition to retreat. The barrier they jointly shot down could only last seven days despite their serious injuries.

If there is no bombardment by god-level power within seven days, this barrier will be the most solid defense.

Within these seven days, Qian Daoliu and Luo Qing could only try their best to recover from their injuries so that when the abyss army came out in full force, they could be used as fighting strength instead of a burden.

After taking another look at the Abyss Kings descending one after another in the space rift, Qian Daoliu and Luo Qing led everyone to retreat in some embarrassment.

The coalition forces with less than 100,000 left just found a small town and repaired it here. In just seven days, they could not do anything at all.

The soul masters who were able to survive this collision had extremely thick shadows hanging over their hearts. Some were breaking down and crying, while others had empty eyes and didn't know where to look.

Few people will rekindle their passion. They have witnessed the god's serious injury and defeat.

Even the invincible gods have been defeated, and they have no power to fight back. What should ordinary people like them do?

Resistance is just a useless sacrifice. Their sacrifice has almost no impact on the abyss.

Give up, just wait for death to come, and no one is willing to accept this ending.

Waiting, only waiting, waiting for the final moment to come.

If God really cares and watches over this continent, they can only pray for a stronger miracle to come to the world.

The news of the defeat of the human coalition forces ahead, and even the gods being seriously injured, has inevitably spread throughout the towns and villages of Douluo Continent.

What followed was greater panic and greater turmoil. Even the invincible god was defeated. What else could it be but the final doomsday after seven days!

Some people are entangled in large groups of people to carry out riots, acting out the evil that comes from human despair. Some people drag their families and want to escape with their family and friends to a place where no one can find them. In the distance, there are still people who are venting crazily, venting all the grievances and negative emotions they have suffered in this life, and even more people...

The good and evil, beauty and ugliness of human beings are vividly displayed at this moment when a desperate catastrophe is about to come.

It's not that no one has thought about rectifying this order that is on the verge of collapse, it's just that no one can do it.

Under such a disaster, after four or five days of madness, there was only endless emptiness.

In the end, the vast majority of people spontaneously knelt down and prayed to the gods and everything that could be prayed to.

As a result, most people could only think of the God of Angels whom Wuhun Temple believed in for a long time.

Yes, Qian Daoliu was defeated, but he could only represent himself.

Today's Sendaoliu cannot compare with the real God of Angels.

In the minds of most people, Sendaoliu is Sendaoliu, and the invincible God of Angels is the God of Angels.

Prayer under desperate circumstances is the most pious, and bits and pieces of pure or impurity power of faith rise into the sky.

The great river that finally gathered into the golden power of faith rushed towards Qiandaoliu.

Sendaoliu, who was recovering from his injuries, felt this vast ocean of pure power of faith, and the angel mark on his forehead shone brightly...