Qian Daoliu's face was distorted, and he stood up with his hands on the ground. The bloody parts of his body slowly lit up with holy golden light, constantly healing his injuries.

"Yan Qingxing, Yan Qingxing, I want you to die, die!" Qian Daoliu screamed madly, his blood-stained white hair was scattered, and only one bloodshot, violent eye was exposed.

"Damn it, what kind of thing is this Qiandaoliu? You can still stand up after being beaten like this!"

"How can I still stand up when my internal organs are flying away!"

"Sect Master, be careful!"

The outer disciples looked at this scene and shouted.

Turning around, Yan Qingxing looked at the crazy Qian Daoliu, frowned slightly, and coldly snorted: "Noisy."

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword moved automatically without wind, piercing the sky, drawing a graceful arc, and slashing off Qian Daoliu's head, flying high, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Qian Daoliu's head fell to the ground, but he was not dead yet. His whole head was glowing with golden light, as if he wanted to be healed.

"What is this?" Chen Xin looked at it, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Divine power..." Looking at Qiandaoliu's head below, which was glowing with golden light in a pool of blood, Bibi Dong felt complicated in his heart. Qiandaoliu, whom he had been afraid of for so long, died like this.

"The divine power of the God of Angels?" Chen Xin asked curiously. He knew that Qiandaoliu was the guardian of the God of Angels, but he didn't know that Qiandaoliu also had the divine power of the God of Angels.

"Not entirely. The God of Angels died thousands of years ago. Although he left some divine power, it's not much. His divine power is not only that of the God of Angels. I don't know which gods the remaining divine power belongs to. ." Bibi Dong nodded, then shook his head and said.

"In his current condition, it's impossible for him to be resurrected by relying on divine power, right? Even if he is resurrected, he will be killed by the master. What does he want to do?" Chen Xin looked at Bibi Dong and asked doubtfully. Compared to the former Wuhun Palace, Pope Bibi Dong, Chen Xin knew too few soul master secrets.

"I don't know either. Looking at his state, it's just a dying struggle before death." Bibi Dong said, and when she glanced at Yan Qingxing, she couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine.

Although he and Chen Xin both came out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, compared to Yan Qingxing's current record, they were nothing compared to their achievements.

Brutally torturing dozens of titled Douluo, slaying the great priests of the Spirit Hall with swords, and slaughtering a thousand elite soldiers with soul power, this was completely unimaginable to human beings.

"Interesting." Yan Qingxing walked forward and came two meters away from Qian Daoliu's head. He looked at Qian Daoliu's head with interest and stopped walking forward.

"You do have some magical power. You're actually still alive after your head fell off. It's a bit similar to the blood-transformation in the Immortal Path, but it's a little different." Yan Qingxing stood two meters away, using his skills from time to time. The Qingying Sword poked several bloody holes in Qiandaoliu's head, which was wrapped in golden light.

"Ma De, Yan Qingxing, don't bully others too much. I only have one head left, what else do you want to do?" Qian Daoliu glared at Yan Qingxing and cursed loudly, but he was extremely shocked in his heart. His divine power exploded, and he was actually cut down by Yan Qingxing's sword.

Thinking of the humiliation he had just experienced, Qian Daoliu became furious. His soul controlled the remaining divine power in his mind and kept calling out to the God Realm.

God, I am willing to sacrifice everything I have, including my soul and my divine power, just to ask you to help me kill Yan Qingxing.

"Haha, I went too far, but you wanted to kill me. I'm just poking your head now. It's not bad that I didn't use your head to use as a urinal for my outer disciple of Xuanqing Sect." Yan Qingxingshen Consciousness swept across Qiandaoliu's head, feeling the circuit of divine power coming from inside. Knowing that Qiandaoliu had other means, he stimulated him directly.

quasi.

Hearing a voice in his head, Qian Daoliu's eyes lit up, he stared at Yan Qingxing, and said with a crazy smile: "Hahaha, Yan Qingxing, just wait until you die, a god has already answered me."

"Oh? God, by what means did you exchange for him?" said God, Yan Qingxing showed interest, took the Qingying and poked Qiandaoliu's shiny head again and asked.

Yan Qingxing is very interested in the gods of Douluo World. He obviously has eternal life, why should he let others inherit the god's throne?Moreover, Douluo's gods and heavenly powers are surprisingly weak.

Yan Qingxing can feel this from the so-called divine power of Qian Daoliu.

In Yan Qingxing's view, Qian Daoliu's power shouldn't be called divine power to be precise, but the power of rules, which is part of the power of nature.

It is somewhat similar to the formation patterns, runes, and weapon patterns in the immortal way. They are all simplifications and incarnations of the rules, but the corresponding strength of the rules is different.

Yan Qingxing has seen in the exercises issued by the system that the formation patterns and weapon patterns in the immortal way are the evolution of the origin of the immortal way. Later, they were deduced by the great civilization of cultivating immortals in the immortal way.

The weak power of rules that Qian Daoliu now possesses is simply the difference between heaven and earth and cannot be compared at all.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingxing couldn't help but have a guess in his mind, but this guess needed the so-called god to come down to be verified.

"No, whether your god will come or not, I've been waiting so long that the flowers have withered." Yan Qingxing looked at Qian Daoliu suspiciously: "No, your god is lying to you, why don't you tell me , I will kill him and avenge him for lying to you."

Now Yan Qingxing has the world shuttle talisman, and three talismans that are comparable to the full force of the golden elixir peak, which is completely worthwhile.

Yan Qingxing is cautious by nature, but he is not Gou. If he does not dare to do so in such a crushing situation, it is called cowardice.

"That sect leader, the other person is talking about gods, gods!"

"God! That's God. No matter how strong you are, Master, you can't do this!"

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard Yan Qingxing's words and said quickly.

"Master... just said that he wanted to kill the gods, right?" Bibi Dong looked at Chen Xin beside him blankly and asked, suspecting that he heard wrongly.

"Hmm..." Chen Xin was also stunned. He didn't expect Yan Qingxing to say such words. He was a god!god!

"Maybe... the master really has that strength." Bibi Dong looked at Yan Qingxing, who was dressed in blood, with twinkling eyes.

Qian Daoliu was also stunned by Yan Qingxing's slap and didn't know how to answer Yan Qingxing.

"Will your god come or not?" Yan Qingxing stopped slapping him this time because his hands were dirty and just poked Qian Daoliu in the head with his sword.

Several more blood holes appeared on Qian Daoliu's newly healed head.

"Are you done yet?" Qian Daoliu is going crazy. You want to kill him quickly. Do you deserve this?

And that God, can't you come down and hurry up?I want to sacrifice to you!

Finally, under Qian Daoliu's endless calls, a huge light pillar appeared in the dark night sky, illuminating all directions.

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