Qian Daoliu was repulsed by God Shura, his expression extremely ugly.
However, neither Poseidon nor Shura God continued to attack. After all, they were just divine thoughts and could not really defeat Qian Daoliu.
Instead of pursuing him, he still reserved his strength to delay time for Tang Qingxi.
Qian Daoliu was still carefully guarding against the Poseidon's combined attack. When he saw that the two divine minds did not continue to attack, he immediately understood the plans of the two divine minds.
In this way, he didn't have much to worry about. He immediately prepared to take action and quickly consumed his spiritual thoughts. If he delayed, he didn't know what tricks Tang Qingxi would come up with.
The two divine thoughts helped Tang Qingxi delay time, which showed that what Tang Qingxi had prepared was somewhat threatening to him.
Qiandaoliu held the front finger of the holy angel sword in his hand, and the patterns on the angelic armor all over his body burst into intense golden light at the same time. The six wings behind him expanded instantly. With Qiandaoliu's body as the center, everything within a diameter of five meters was illuminated by golden light.
Disappeared in flames.
All the energy was concentrated on the sword edge. Qian Daoliu flicked his wrist, and four golden sword lights flew out, crossed into a rice character in the air, and slashed in the direction of Tang Qingxi.
Naturally, the divine thoughts of Poseidon and Shura God must block the path of this sword light.
The Poseidon waved the Poseidon Trident in his hand, and the surrounding water elements were mobilized, forming a water dragon dozens of meters high, and slashed towards the rice-shaped light.
When the two touched each other, the water dragon exploded, and a brief heavy rain fell from the sky.
And the light slash was gradually annihilated in the heavy rain.
Li Wenrui and Tang San watched nervously the confrontation between Shen Nian and Qian Daoliu, and occasionally looked at the situation of the dark magic tower behind them.
On the battlefield not far away, there were shouts of killing. Xue Ke bravely charged forward, leading the Tiandou army and the Xingluo army to fight to the death. The battlefield was like a meat grinder, and countless lives passed quickly.
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Further away, in the battle between Titled Douluo, the Titled Douluo on the Tiandou side were fighting with all their lives, while the Titled Douluo of Xingluo and Wuhun Palace were retreating steadily.
After all, Xingluo and Wuhundian still care about their lives. After all, Qiandaoliu has become a god. Once Qiandaoliu wins, the balance of the battle will be completely tilted.
But in the face of Tiandou's desperate attack, the Titled Douluo from Xingluo and Wuhun Palace were extremely embarrassed to deal with it, and several Titled Douluo had already suffered considerable injuries.
The injured Titled Douluo will be taken care of by the Douluo of the Tiandou side. Even if they are attacked by others, they must find ways to kill them.
In the dark, these masses of sin have formed an invisible force and are gathering towards the dark magic tower.
Qian Daoliu became more and more anxious. He attacked several times, and the divine thoughts of Poseidon and Shura God took turns to resist his attacks.
Although the two spiritual thoughts are becoming more and more illusory, time is also passing rapidly, and his own consumption is not small.
In the pitch-black magic tower, Ning Fengqin's two spirits have all been dyed pitch black, and there is no longer the light they showed before.
Ning Fengqin opened her eyes, her eyes were so dark that she couldn't tell the difference between pupils and irises. She turned around and stared at Tang Qingxi.
Tang Qingxi stretched out his hand and pulled Ning Fengqin closer to him.
Ning Fengqin also entered Tang Qingxi's arms without hesitation. As the demonic energy surged, the two figures gradually overlapped.
On the outside, the dark magic tower gradually changed, and the outline of the nine floors gradually appeared, and then a black dragon circled up and surrounded the magic tower.
At this time, the divine thoughts of Poseidon and Shura God were so illusory that they were almost transparent.
Qian Daoliu watched the changes in the magic tower and became even more uneasy. He used two more magical skills regardless of his own consumption.
After taking turns to resist, the divine thoughts of Poseidon and Shura God sighed and gradually began to dissipate.
The two minds looked back at Tang San, Li Wenrui, and the dark magic tower: "Tang Qingxi, we have tried our best! What happens next is up to you!"
Then, the two divine thoughts completely dissipated.
Tang San and Li Wenrui's expressions tightened. They didn't know how prepared Tang Qingxi was, and their mental power simply couldn't detect the situation inside the magic tower.
But now that all the spiritual thoughts of the two gods have dissipated, Tang Qingxi will be in trouble if he hasn't completed it yet.
"Tang Qingxi! Go to hell!" Qian Daoliu looked at the dissipation of his spiritual thoughts and suddenly smiled proudly, looking directly at the dark magic tower.
The angel's holy sword activated the power of the true fire of the sun and struck hard at the dark magic tower.
As for Tang San and Li Wenrui who stood in front of the magic tower, Qian Daoliu ignored them at all. Without their spiritual thoughts, these two people could not block his attack at all.
If he insists on seeking death, he will do what he wants and eliminate these two threats together.
Seeing that the sword light was about to fall on Tang San and Li Wenrui, Qian Daoliu's eyes shone brightly, expecting the two of them to be annihilated in the sword light.
But at this moment, the dark magic tower suddenly shook, and then the golden light shone brightly.
That golden light carries a noble majesty that makes people subconsciously want to surrender.
Then the pitch-black Demonic Tower suddenly shrank, revealing the figure inside, and the pitch-black Coiling Dragon Demonic Tower floated quietly behind the silhouette.
The figure was surrounded by demonic aura, making it difficult to see the figure, but it carried a supreme majesty. The sinful demonic aura surged crazily, and an indescribable sense of terror appeared in the hearts of everyone on the battlefield.
Many soul masters who were secretly observing the situation here withdrew their eyes in horror. After taking a step slower, two streams of blood flowed from their eyes. In an instant, the world was dark and nothing could be seen.
Such existence cannot be looked directly at.
The extremely evil evil aura gradually converged and turned into a black robe with golden patterns, and the figure in the evil aura gradually became clearer.
Tang Qingxi put his hands on his back and looked directly at Qiandaoliu. He ducked in front of Tang San and Li Wenrui. He held the God-killing Sword in his hand. The sword light he slashed out carried endless ominous evil power and collided with the power of the true fire of the sun.
Together, eroding each other, they never fall behind.
Qian Daoliu was shocked, and Tang Qingxi's strength suddenly increased a lot, even to the point where he could compete with him.
After taking a closer look, he realized that Tang Qingxi's face looked slightly different from before, with a hint of Ning Fengqin.
"Qian Daoliu, fight me again!" The indifferent voice was mixed with the voices of the two people, but Tang Qingxi's voice was particularly obvious.
Tang Qingxi's face was calm, showing no emotion at all. He glanced at Qian Daoliu lightly, looking down at all things with a somewhat indifferent attitude.
Qian Daoliu looked at Tang Qingxi in surprise: "Have you become a god?"
A soul ring gradually appeared on the Coiling Dragon Demon Tower behind Tang Qingxi.
Yes, there is only one soul ring, the golden color shines extremely bright, but there is also a circle of mysterious black runes engraved on it.
Tang Qingxi pulled out a sword from the God-killing Sword in his hand: "Yes for the time being, there isn't much time, but it's enough to kill you!"