People were sleeping in Douluo, and Bibi Dong was torn apart

Chapter 114 The style of Cao Ning on the wall

Poseidon's voice was extremely loud, with his back to the sun hanging in the sky, brilliant golden light flashing behind him, and circles of divine rings emitting dazzling brilliant light suspended behind him, exuding the look of a god-level powerhouse. The terrifying pressure.

Feeling the powerful aura, Bibi Dong's girls couldn't help but feel a trace of embarrassment on their faces. They never imagined that it would be the gods who came to disturb Ye Fan's tribulation.

Looking at the Poseidon and the ten elemental gods behind him, they are all first-level gods, powerful and numerous!

In comparison, the only real god-level expert on their side was Zhu Zhuqing.

But Zhu Zhuqing's cultivation was forcibly raised, and he had no divine status, so his strength was far inferior to that of a real first-level god.

Poseidon squinted his eyes and looked at the girls carefully. He saw them put on white stockings one by one, and didn't know what they were talking about.

Bibi Dong looked at the people behind him, took a deep breath, and said seriously: "Ice Emperor, Snow Emperor, and Bo Saixi, you take Poison Douluo, Huo Wu, Xue'er, and Nana and retreat first, go to the city. Protect Lingling and the others here, and leave this place to me and Zhu Zhuqing."

Her beautiful eyes were full of determination, and she was even ready to die in battle. Two balls of strange fire burned blazingly in her hands, and the aura of destruction overflowed around her. At the same time, she took out the Angel God Experience Card, always ready for battle.

Bibi Dong looked at Zhu Zhuqing, smiled bitterly, and apologized: "I'm sorry Zhu Qing, you are obviously pregnant, but I want you to stay..."

"Bibi Dong, what is there to apologize for? Even if the child is gone, I can still get pregnant again. I believe in my good pregnancy!" Zhu Zhuqing smiled slightly and didn't care at all. If Ye Fan died because of this, she would not live alone. .

"Bibi Dong, what do you mean? Are we just people who are greedy for life and afraid of death?" Qian Renxue's eyes flashed with coldness as she slowly stepped forward and bumped into Bibi Dong with her chest raised, the Houyi Bow in her hand ready to go.

In terms of pure output, she doesn't need to be inferior to anyone present and is fully qualified to participate in the battle.

Thinking of the previous battle in the dream, Qian Renxue's strength is indeed undeniable, but on this battlefield where the sword has no eyes, who can protect her?

But in urgent need of combat power, Bibi Dong could only bite the bullet and said: "Okay, the three of us will go together."

At this time, the Ice and Snow Emperor was dissatisfied and said calmly: "Don't treat us like air."

Bo Saixi also stepped forward after hearing this, and even Huo Wu and Hu Liena also stepped forward to join the battle.

"Gods? So what about gods? I, Dugu Bo, was the first to disagree with my granddaughter's benefactor. I haven't fought the gods yet. Let him see the power of my Medusa's gaze!" Dugu Bo stroked his hand. Beard raised his head proudly and said.

Bibi Dong sighed and said hurriedly: "I tell you, staying here will only hinder your progress, so you should avoid it."

After all, these people have no god-level combat power at all. Facing these gods, they will simply die. If they are caught and taken hostage, it will make it difficult for them to take action.

At this time, everyone on Ning Fengzhi's side raised their heads and looked at the gods, their eyes full of shock.

"Damn it, there really are gods in the world!"

"Are those women crazy? Are they going against the gods?"

"Have you forgotten Dugu Bo?"

Ning Fengzhi's face was cold. The target of these gods was undoubtedly Ye Fan, but he had not yet obtained Ye Fan's alchemy skills. He had bet the entire sect on it!

No, Rongrong is still in the spirit fighting arena, and the sect master token has not been given to Ye Fan yet. The Qibao Glazed Sect has not suffered any losses. If Ye Fan dies now and alchemy is lost, Bibi Dong and others will probably die in the battle. There may be some remnants around Ye Fan, but they only have incomplete alchemy skills, so there is nothing to fear.

<divclass="contentadv">In other words, as long as Ye Fan dies here, his position as the top three sects of Qibao Glazed Sect will not be lost!

Why not do this?

"Everyone, let's go. This is God's will. How can we disobey it? Let's break up. Let's break up. Are you saying that you want to create punishment from God?" Ning Fengzhi hurriedly persuaded. Everyone present heard this and nodded. He nodded and left slowly.

There are only a few people left, and they are the titled Douluo from Wuhun Palace.

The seven major offerings in the enshrinement hall remained in place, along with the only two remaining elders.Ghosts and moons.

The ghost touched his handsome face and said slowly: "Ye Fan is kind to me, I can never leave!"

Yue Guan made a bitter face when he saw this, and said calmly: "If the old ghost doesn't leave, then I will stay too."

The two of them mustered up the courage to step into the void and look at the gods, but their martial soul fusion skills had no effect on the gods and could only trap them for a moment.

The six worshipers looked at the big worshiper Qiandaoliu and asked, "Brother, what should we do? We seem to have no effect here."

Qian Daoliu observed the gods carefully and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there were no angel gods. If he faced the gods who had been worshiped for more than a hundred years, he would not dare to take action. Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and said energetically: "Brothers , Xueer is fighting, can you really afford to run away with such an old face?"

"Oh, that Xue'er should be my successor to the throne."

Before the worshipers could answer, a clear and graceful female voice slowly sounded.

Qian Daoliu trembled when he heard the words, and then looked back stiffly to see a peerless beauty stepping on the void, standing behind him with an indifferent expression.

She wears a dazzling golden armor that seems to be completely made according to the proportions of her body. The bulging chest armor, the slim waist armor, the golden half-war skirt about a foot long, the round shoulder armor, and other armors that perfectly accommodate the body, will Her whole body was shrouded in it, and the little angel mark on her forehead was covered by a ring. In the center of the ring, a little angel-shaped gem shone with light, ripples above the ring one after another. A total of seven crests form a headdress like a princess's crown.

The first angel god Qian Yuhan!

The heroic woman behind her, shrouded in a holy light, is the ancestor of thousands of families, the ancestor of the angel bloodline!

Qian Daoliu couldn't help lowering his head and said tremblingly: "Hello, ancestor..."

Qian Yu looked at him coldly and asked: "I remember your name is Qian Daoliu, right? You are the divine envoy of this generation. You haven't worshiped me for a long time. Please explain, what's going on?"

She had been waiting for someone to succeed her as the god, so that she could let go and be carefree and unrestrained by herself. However, the new heir did not appear, and even the divine envoy disappeared. She was so angry that she wanted to take this opportunity and do her best. Come and ask.

Qian Daoliu lowered his head and felt a little ashamed. He glanced at Qian Renxue, who had already begun to fight bloody battles. At least he couldn't let the angel god join the battle, which would increase Qian Renxue's pressure. He could chat with the angel god for a while and delay it for a while.

He winked at the worshipers, looked at them and said something to them, and chatted with Qian Yuhan to waste time.