I guarded the Wuhun Hall in Douluo for 30 years

"The third soul skill, earth element control!"

Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena followed closely behind, clasping her hands together and spreading her silver dragon wings.

The ground rolled for a while, and the next second, a nearly ten-meter rock pillar rose from the ground, directly wrapping Qiandaoliu in front of the waves.

Such high-strength mud was like a quicksand swamp. The more Qiandaoliu struggled, the stronger the mud became.

The earth element gradually solidifies into rock formations under the erosion of water.

Tang Chen yelled "Hammer of the Titans!", picked up the Clear Sky Hammer, and jumped up. The hammer instantly became extremely huge.

He hit the rock ball with overwhelming force.

Boom——

The earth, water, and rock ball fell apart instantly!

Qian Daoliu slammed the hammer back to the original place, and dust suddenly flew up.

The mage Gu Yuena immediately made up for the damage and shouted:

"The second soul skill, control of the fire element, flame storm!"

The fiery red storm roared past, and Qian Daoliu was involved in it, burning continuously.

Qian Daoliu kept waving his wings, but it was of no use. The storm was too domineering, and it was not an ordinary flame and could not be blown out at all.

He released the angel's control and wrapped his wings around himself.

The remaining flames hit the golden wings, and a magic circle immediately emerged, deflecting the flames.

"Earth fire? What kind of weird ability is this?"

Qian Daoliu coughed twice and came out of his wings.

Before he could stand still, he heard a clear voice and instantly saw a sea blue light pillar falling from the sky.

"The eighth soul skill, inducing, Poseidon's light!"

Qian Daoliu flapped his wings hurriedly, trying to avoid this terrifying attack.

However, he still took a moment and was hit by a sea-blue light on his chest.

Bang! ! !

A violent and unparalleled impact hit his body. Qian Daoliu's body immediately flew backwards several hundred meters and rolled dozens of feet on the ground.

"Cough cough cough cough--"

Qian Daoliu spit out several mouthfuls of blood, his face full of shock and disbelief.

what 's wrong? !

My body can't move? !

Bo Saixi shouted to Tang Chen, "Do it quickly, Poseidon's Light can only control him for three seconds!"

"Got it!"

"Big Sumeru Hammer!"

Tang Chen took three steps and two steps at a time, and quickly rushed to Qian Daoliu.

bang bang bang --

With his current strength, with the blessing of the random cloak hammer technique, the power of each hammer will increase, not to mention the superimposed damage of dozens of hammers!

Qian Daoliu was immediately beaten until he vomited blood, was hammered into the ground, and couldn't even buckle out!

Bo Saixi looked delighted: "Well done!"

"Hahaha, let you fly! I wanted to beat you decades ago!"

Tang Chen cursed.

Qian Daoliu suppressed his anger and immediately used his seventh soul skill, Angel True Form.

Huge wings of light unfolded behind his back, and when Tang Chen wasn't paying attention, he immediately flew into the sky.

"Damn guy,"

After escaping into the sky, he also noticed the dilapidated ruins of the Pope's Palace, and immediately understood the reason why his son Qian Xunji's aura disappeared.

"The ninth soul skill—"

"Wait! Your son is okay!"

Suddenly a handsome man with wings on his back appeared from the sky.

Qian Daoliu frowned coldly and stared angrily.

"Tell me, how is my son?"

Zhang San grinned, showing a smile that he thought was handsome.

"That bitch of your son is dead, I killed him."

puff--

Qian Daoliu almost spit out a mouthful of old blood!

Tang Chen and others couldn't help laughing.

He killed someone's son and still teased him like this.

What a fanatic.

Qian Daoliu suddenly became angry in his heart, and evil grew in his guts.

A strong pressure began to spread from him.

His hair and beard were blown by the angelic realm, and his face was extremely ferocious, like a thousand-year-old white-haired demon.

The holy angel martial spirit appeared behind him, but at this time it looked evil.

A line of blood and tears flowed from the corner of the angel's eyes, and the evil spirit transformed into anger and soared into the sky. Qian Daoliu's momentum suddenly increased to a new level.

Immediately go from the realm of quasi-demigod to demigod and become a powerful quasi-god!

……

Bibi Dong, who was on the ground in the distance, saw the brighter light group in the sky and reacted.

That was Qian Daoliu, the great enshrinement of Wuhun Palace.

This great priest is one of the three peerless Douluo in the world. His strength is far beyond what ordinary people think. It is rumored by the outside world that he has already half-stepped into becoming a god.

But as he retreated to the worship hall for decades, people in the mainland had long forgotten the strength of this Ultimate Douluo.

Not to mention her, even the group of elders in front of me have never met before.

After Bibi Dong was healed by Zhang San using her blood, she obeyed Zhang San's instructions and walked out of the broken Pope's Palace door with Qian Xunji's head, which was bruised and swollen.

After walking out of the gate, there were swords and swords in front of them, a brilliance and splendor.

A sheet of poison stretched for hundreds of meters and enveloped the entire Papal Palace.

Ordinary people can't get even half a step closer.

With the assistance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the people of the Haotian Sect were almost one against two, and it was not worth the siege of several titled Douluo.

Everyone was stunned when they saw Her Highness Saint Bibi Dong coming out.

Poison Douluo was the most laid-back and the first one to notice Bibi Dong coming out.

Seeing Bibi Dong come out, he immediately realized that the matter in the hall was over.

Look again, good guy!

Qian Xunji’s head is still in Bibi Dong’s hands!

This old immortal turned into ashes. If he took a sip, he would know which part of the ashes he was licking!

The second enshrined golden crocodile was extremely shocked.

Why is the Pope's head in the hands of Her Majesty the Holy Lady! ?

Even if they, the elders and worshipers, could not see clearly the fierce battle in the sky in the distance, they knew that it was the Great Enshrinement of Master Sendaoliu.

What exactly happened!

With this in mind, Jin Crocodile immediately scolded everyone.

"Her Royal Highness the Saint is coming out, please stop!"

For a moment, the sound of fighting stopped immediately.

Everyone watched as Bibi Dong walked down the steps step by step with her head in her hands.

Golden Crocodile was so excited that he wanted to rush forward, but Chen Xin, who was immediately blessed by the power of the Seven Treasures, pressed his sharp sword against his chest.

"Stop, otherwise don't blame me for being merciless!"

The golden crocodile shouted anxiously:

"Your Highness, it's me!"

Bibi Dong waved her hand, signaling Chen Xin to get out of the way.

Golden Crocodile rushed forward immediately.

Qianjun Douluo, Demon-Conquering Douluo, Elder She Long and others also rushed forward.

At first, there was some doubt as to whether the bruised and swollen face was actually Qian Xunji.

After all, with Pope Qianxunji's level 95 strength and top-level martial soul angel, it is almost impossible to encounter assassination.

But take a closer look...

What the hell!

Damn it, it’s really the Pope Qianxunji!