Douluo: Man is in peerless world, resurrecting angel

"Why do you say that!"

The other strong men in the Haotian Sect discussed one after another. The death of a Haotian Douluo and the collapse of the Haotian Castle could not scare them.

Niu Tian is still fighting Xue Bei, Qiangu Canglin is also meditating, and their Haotian Sect still has a chance of winning.

"Niutian is a soul beast, Azure Bull Python! Titan is also a soul beast, Titan Giant Ape!"

Qian Renxue's voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.

"The former Haotian Sect now lets the spirit beast ride on its neck. I feel sad for Tang Chen."

Qian Renxue really felt sad for Tang Chen. The Haotian Sect's move simply allowed outsiders to ride on her head and dominate her.

"You don't have the ability to feel sorry for the ancestors of the Haotian Sect."

As the voice came, the eyes of everyone in the Haotian Sect were filled with excitement, and a girl was flying towards Qian Renxue.

There is no doubt that this is the bloodline of Haotian Sect.

Because with her appearance, the atmosphere of the entire Haotian Sect gradually became heated, and something called self-confidence reappeared in their eyes.

"Are you...Wang Dong'er?" Qian Renxue is very familiar with this hair color.

Big pink-blue eyes, long and curled eyelashes, slender body, long hair spread behind her head, and a white dress that accentuates her flawless face as if a goddess has descended.

"My name is Tang Wutong."

Tang Wutong's powdery face was full of authority, and circles of soul rings instantly rose from her feet.

Light goddess butterfly!

Six black and three red!

It was actually a Nine Rings Titled Douluo. Tang Wutong was only in his twenties and was already a Nine Rings Titled Douluo!

"You don't have the aura of an auspicious beast, which means Tang San can't complete your soul."

Qian Renxue quickly saw the clues,

"Then Tang San used another method. You accepted the inheritance of a certain god, right?"

Tang Wutong didn't know what Qian Renxue was talking about. She had no memory of this. She only knew that she was Tang San's daughter and had accepted the inheritance of the Butterfly God.

The daughter of the God King and the successor of the Butterfly God, this is Tang Wutong's current identity.

Tang Wutong gave a sweet shout, and a pair of butterfly wings suddenly spread out from behind, and her delicate body rose into the air, the first soul ring on her body shining brightly.

The wavy arc on the edge of the butterfly wing instantly lit up with a strong golden light. The golden light was like water, and the air driven by the sharp air squeaked. With a wave of his wings, he went straight to Qian Renxue and hung on his shoulders.

Level ninety-three.

Qian Renxue instantly judged Tang Wutong's current strength. The angel holy sword in her hand faced the butterfly wings, and a burst of sparks erupted from both sides.

"Where is your Clear Sky Hammer spirit?" Qian Renxue asked casually.

On the other hand, Tang Wutong extinguished the golden flames on the butterfly wings with her hands.

"Humph."

Tang Wutong snorted coldly. She inherited the throne of the Butterfly God. At the same time, her ninth soul ring of the Light Goddess Butterfly and her father's power were much easier to use than the Clear Sky Hammer.

The bright blue and gold colors were released, and the wings of the goddess of light butterfly flapped suddenly in the air. Tang Wutong's speed increased sharply, and she rushed straight towards Qian Renxue.

As her second soul ring shone, the golden light patterns on the butterfly wings sprayed out small light groups. The golden light groups fell from the sky and launched a covering bombardment. It was the light of the Butterfly God.

Qian Renxue dragged a golden tail flame from behind, and she flew towards Tang Wutong like a meteor chasing the moon. The space around her body seemed to be slightly distorted, so that Tang Wutong's mental power could not Lock Qian Renxue’s exact location.

The Light of the Butterfly God was like a headless fly that lost its target and ran around everywhere.

Qian Renxue's message reached Tang Wutong's ears, "Do you know why I haven't released the soul ring?"

Tang Wutong suddenly turned her head, only to realize that Qian Renxue had arrived behind her for some reason. The seraph's brilliant golden light and shadow bloomed, and a powerful and sacred pressure rushed towards her face.

"Soul skills are just limitations set for fools. A truly strong person knows how to break out of this limitation and use his power at will."

The golden halo on Qian Renxue's body instantly focused on her right fist, and she suddenly punched Tang Wutong directly.

Tang Wutong took a deep breath and used her butterfly wings to protect herself. After a brief collision, she was instantly bombarded and flew backwards.

Tang Wutong flew thirty meters in the air before he could barely control his body, and there was a surge of energy and blood in his body.

"What is your title?" Qian Renxue retracted her left hand and held the sword in her right hand, and asked curiously: "I really want to know."

"Aren't you worried about that man?" Tang Wutong held back the surge of blood and said, "Uncle Niu Tian will be able to kill him soon."

Tang Wutong now understands after the fight that the gap in strength between her and Qian Renxue is insurmountable. She has no chance of winning, so she might as well talk to interfere with the opponent.

"I don't believe this." Qian Renxue shook her head, "And why do you think I'm so careless with you?"

Tang Wutong was stunned, "Why?"

"You are his student." Qian Renxue said casually, "He will decide your fate. I don't want to hear him complain about regrets every day in the future."

"Am I his...student?" Tang Wutong looked at Qian Renxue in disbelief, "I don't admit it."

"That's your previous memory.

I'm curious, do you still remember what happened before you were twenty? "

Qian Renxue asked:

"Is it possible that Tang San deprived you of your memory? Let you follow the path he envisioned for the rest of your life?"

"Nonsense!" When Qian Renxue mentioned Tang San, Tang Wutong's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Yeah. Whatever." Qian Renxue pointed to Tang Wutong's last ninth spirit ring, "You can call Tang San out and confront me face to face."

With Qian Renxue's strength, she could naturally tell that Tang Wutong's soul rings were all gifts from Tang San.

Even including Tang Wutong's current strength.

It seems that after Xue Bei ruined Tang San's plan of ten thousand years of auspicious beasts, Tang San spent a lot of effort to let Tang Wutong continue to maintain his strength.

Thinking about it this way, the second generation of gods is really cool.

"Call my dad out, you don't deserve it."

All the golden light spots on Tang Wutong's butterfly wings, which were originally like the blue sea of ​​the goddess of light, suddenly shined brightly, and clusters of golden flames burned on the wings.

The blazing fire spread to every corner of the wings in an instant. Even Tang Wutong itself was illuminated with a layer of golden light, and the brilliant golden flames were extremely dazzling.

"If the elders speak, the younger ones should stop talking. You say so, Tang San."

Qian Renxue's arms were stretched out on both sides of her body, and her whole body looked like a hanging cross in the air.

Qian Renxue raised her head, and a long and sweet whistle came from her mouth.

In an instant, the golden light erupted from Qian Renxue's body and expanded instantly at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye. In just the blink of an eye, it had already encompassed the entire sky.

Everything around her suddenly turned golden, and Tang Wutong's face was shocked. There was no doubt that this was Qian Renxue's god-level power, and she had no way to resist it now.