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Chapter 506 The Fall of the Gods

You must know that the angel armor is an artifact that is vital to the life of the God of Angels. Although it can be restored after being broken, it will also severely damage the God of Angels.

With this attack, Qian Daoliu's strength will be reduced by as much as 90%, which means failure will lead to failure. Moreover, because he has suffered a lot of injuries before, the real strength that can be retained will be less than 10%.

Qian Daoliu's fatal blow locked onto Tang Qingxi's body, making it impossible for her to dodge.

But Qian Daoliu also knew very well in his heart that with the temperament of Tang Qingxi, a somewhat crazy woman, there was a high probability that she would choose to fight back.

The final result will most likely be to die together.

Qian Daoliu had no other choice. After launching this attack, he could no longer maintain his body's flight, and his whole body fell towards the forest below.

However, somewhat beyond Qian Daoliu's expectation, Tang Qingxi did not attack him.

Qian Daoliu couldn't help but sneer, what was Tang Qingxi planning? There was no way she could dodge his blow.

He launched a desperate offensive, completely bursting out his divine power and divine equipment, condensing all the true fire of the sun together and releasing it.

This move has completely locked Tang Qingxi, she can't avoid it!

Indeed, Tang Qingxi also knew that he could not dodge Qian Daoliu's fatal blow.

But facing the Sun Angel, which turned from red to gold again in the air and the temperature reached an extremely terrifying level, Tang Qingxi remained extremely calm.

The Coiling Dragon Demonic Tower once again covered Tang Qingxi's head, and all the demonic energy converged within the demonic tower.

At the same time, Tang Qingxi in the magic tower was glowing with golden light.

As Qian Daoliu's blow crashed down, a layer of golden-red light instantly changed the color of the entire sky.

Qian Daoliu's body also hit the forest heavily. It fell from a height of 10,000 meters. It was an extremely terrifying impact. The ground seemed to tremble. Qian Daoliu also made a big hole in the forest.

Terrifying air waves swept out to the surroundings.

Countless soul beasts were frightened by the movement and fled in all directions.

This violent impact was nothing to Qian Daoliu, but at this time he was exhausted and seriously injured, so he lay peacefully at the bottom of the pit, staring at the golden light high in the sky.

He wanted to watch carefully whether Tang Qingxi would die under his full blow!

The result is destined to disappoint Qiandaoliu. It would be difficult for Qiandaoliu to deal with the Rakshasa God Tang Qingxi, but the so-called power of the sun's true fire is not a big threat to Tang Qingxi.

However, Tang Qingxi was already exhausted at this time and could hardly maintain his martial soul fusion skills.

Under the impact of Qian Daoliu's blow, Tang Qingxi also fell to the ground quickly. Before completely falling, he barely used his last strength to cushion it, and finally landed smoothly in the forest.

As soon as he landed on the ground, Tang Qingxi staggered, and the state of martial soul fusion was immediately lifted.

Tang Qingxi spurted out a mouthful of blood. Although he blocked Qian Daoliu's life-threatening blow, his internal injuries were still severe and he was exhausted. Tang Qingxi felt weak all over and fell forward.

Ning Fengqin quickly supported Tang Qingxi.

The leader of martial soul fusion skills is Tang Qingxi, and her consumption is relatively high.

It was Tang Qingxi who deliberately reserved some strength for Ning Fengqin as a back-up.

"I'm fine." Tang Qingxi held Ning Fengqin's shoulders as support and looked at the mess and deep pit not far away.

"Qiandaoliu, he's not dead yet!"

Ning Fengqin wiped away the blood from the corner of Tang Qingxi's mouth with concern, and said softly: "You have a good rest, leave Qiandaoliu to me!"

After saying that, Ning Fengqin helped Tang Qingxi aside and asked her to sit down and rest.

Ning Fengqin raised his hand and took the God-killing Sword from Tang Qingxi's hand.

In order to be able to complete the two people's martial soul fusion skills, Ning Fengqin voluntarily let Tang Qingxi erode his own martial soul, which was equivalent to planting the seeds of Tang Qingxi's magical power in his body.

Tang Qingxi's god-killing sword, which could not be touched by ordinary people and would be corroded by the evil nature of it if touched, was no longer a threat to Ning Fengqin.

"Okay!" Tang Qingxi let go and handed over the God-killing Sword, "Be careful. Although that guy is seriously injured, he is a god after all!"

"I know!" Ning Fengqin nodded solemnly in agreement.

Then, she turned around, pointed the God-killing Sword diagonally at the ground, and walked towards the deep pit step by step.

Ning Fengqin's expression was particularly complicated. In the long and profound memory, Qian Daoliu led people into the Qibao Glazed Sect, killed her parents, kidnapped her, and made her work in Wuhun Hall for decades.

puppet.

Such a blood feud, today is finally the time to take revenge!

Qian Daoliu was struggling in the deep pit and wanted to stand up to see if Tang Qingxi, who had fallen into the sky, was dead or alive.

But soon, a figure stood on the edge of the pit.

Qian Daoliu suddenly looked over, his face suddenly darkened.

"Where is Tang Qingxi, is he dead?" Qian Daoliu still wanted to know Tang Qingxi's life and death.

Ning Fengqin sneered: "I disappoint you. Qingxi is fine, but the consumption is a bit heavy."

Qian Daoliu couldn't help but feel disappointed. Looking at the murderous intent in Ning Fengqin's eyes, a trace of despair came to his mind. He was now severely injured and his divine power was almost exhausted. Even as the God of Angels, it was difficult for him to have the ability to resist.

Although Ning Fengqin has unlocked the spirit fusion skill, her own strength is still a real peak Douluo, very powerful.

Qian Daoliu could only pray in his heart. Ning Fengqin's strength was also greatly weakened due to the martial soul fusion skill.

Ning Fengqin was very careful and decisively released her martial spirit before stepping into the pit.

The original nine-story nine-color Holy Glazed Tower now no longer has the nine-color brilliance of the past, but has turned into an ink-colored nine-story magic tower, with an unknown evil energy lingering on it.

Qian Daoliu's eyes widened slightly: "You have worked hard to restore your martial spirit, and now you are willing to let Tang Qingxi change your martial spirit beyond recognition?"

"If I can kill you, it won't be a loss!"

After Ning Fengqin finished speaking, he jumped lightly, put the God-killing Sword in front of him, jumped down into the pit in a defensive posture, and stood three steps away from Qiandaoliu.

Qian Daoliu barely supported the angel holy sword and stood up, his whole body trembling.

His angelic armor has been shattered, and he can be said to have no defense against the God-killing Sword, which is also considered a divine weapon.

Even though Qian Daoliu looked extremely embarrassed and weak, Ning Fengqin didn't give him a chance. He concentrated his mental power and rushed towards Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu barely resisted with his sword. Ning Fengqin slashed at the angel's holy sword, but Qian Daoliu was knocked back and fell to the ground in a panic.

There was a look of ridicule in Ning Fengqin's eyes. In the past, she had never seen Qian Daoliu, a sanctimonious guy, so embarrassed.

Realizing clearly that Ning Fengqin still had some strength left, Qian Daoliu was completely desperate. He knelt on the ground holding the angel holy sword and prayed: "Xue'er, please save Xue'er's life!"

The God-killing Sword in Ning Fengqin's hand was already placed on Qian Daoliu's neck, with an indifferent look: "Qian Daoliu, it was you who brought her to this point and left her life hanging by a thread. You have no right to say this to me."

After saying that, Ning Fengqin didn't want to listen to Qian Daoliu's other nonsense, so she waved the God-killing Sword.

The sharp god-killing sword is as sharp as cutting paper even when faced with Qiandaoliu's divine body.

One knife, behead!

In Douluo Continent, a god died today!


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