The flame vortex came one behind the other, and as Ma Hongjun stepped into the vortex, another vortex appeared in front of Qian Renxue.
Soul bone skill, innate fire escape!
Although this soul bone only had a quality of more than 90,000 years at first, as all the soul bones merged into one and transformed into the phoenix blood red gold battle suit, its quality has far exceeded that of the past.
Nowadays, even if the Phoenix Realm is not activated, a range of over a thousand meters can be reached in an instant.
Ma Hongjun stretched out his eight arms, and the Lihuo Divine Sword held high in his hand gathered together and turned into a heaven-reaching Divine Sword that was hundreds of feet long.
Brilliant and dazzling, the edge is blazing.
The long sword crossed the sky, and black lightning intertwined with each other. Even the space could not withstand its sharp edge, and it was a crack in the void that was cut open by the naturally exposed flaming sword energy.
Behind Ma Hongjun, the five-mouth black hole vortex is like five worlds slowly rotating, merging and converging, turning into the sixth space where the Yin and Yang two rites orbit, blessing the flaming sword.
At the same time, as the three soul cores rising and falling in the upper, middle and lower dantian resonate simultaneously, as if the three talents of heaven, earth and man are aligned, the three major realms surrounding the body are also condensed and compressed, and merge into the innate Lihuo of the eight swords.
In the sword.
The realm of the God of Death, superimposed!
Phoenix field, superposition!
Spiritual realm, superposition!
boom!
It was as if a god had descended into the world, and even the surrounding space seemed unable to withstand Ma Hongjun's pressure, cracking open gaps intertwined with black electric light.
In an instant, a terrifying ripple that was vast and far away, but contained a monstrous murderous aura and destructive aura, spread from Ma Hongjun, who transformed into a three-headed and eight-armed god.
boom!
The giant sword flew across the sky, and golden-red flames jumped, covering Ma Hongjun's whole body.
Click!
Cracks in the void intertwined, and the deep black electric light crackled and flickered, shuttling around Ma Hongjun, like an ancient god who dominated the world.
Ma Hongjun is nearly a hundred feet tall. With one step, he crosses the end of time and seems to cross the long river of time. The ends of the world seem to be condensed into a very short distance. Amidst the sonorous roar, the terrifying killing sword comes crashing down.
The golden red sword light was as brilliant as a rainbow, as if it contained the power of the entire world. As Ma Hongjun's voice resounded through the sky, the space along the way was like an exploding mirror, and Ma Hongjun's sword pierced Qian Renxue's eyebrows.
"The laurel tree is full of youth,..."
Sword Douluo created his own soul skill, Sword Dao Chenxin!
Ma Hongjun had seen this soul skill before the Anlinguan battlefield. To put it bluntly, it was actually the use of his own murderous aura.
Although Chen Xin did not teach Ma Hongjun this soul skill, Ma Hongjun, who has mastered the power of creation, is best at stealing various skills and imitating other people's abilities.
Not to mention that he also knows the nature of Kendo Chenxin’s soul skills.
"ah!"
"Ma Hong Jun, I want you to die!"
Qian Renxue screamed, and the angelic power flowing around her almost boiled. In an instant, she merged with the phantom of the seraphs hundreds of feet high behind her, and transformed into seraphs one after another, from top to bottom, left to right, front to back, all around,
Ten directions, jointly facing Ma Hongjun's terrifying blow.
"Divine skills, divine judgment, and the dance of the Seraph!"
Qian Renxue was extremely angry, feeling both aggrieved and humiliated.
From the time he came to Poseidon Island and forced Ma Hongjun out until now, apart from his true martial soul and limited individual soul skills, he had never seen any of the extremely powerful soul skills Ma Hongjun used every time.
What does this mean?
You know, when Tiandou Palace changed six years ago, he fought with him all day long.
And every time, he gave him the illusion that he could defeat him as long as he persisted.
Until the end, he was defeated like a torrent, and then he cut off one leg and two arms and took away his only one hundred thousand year soul bone.
But now, terrifyingly powerful soul skills are emerging one after another, in an endless stream.
Qian Renxue was almost driven crazy.
"Why?"
"Why?"
"Am I that annoying to you?"
"During the last Soul Master Competition, I also sent the titled Douluo around me to protect you secretly. You don't know this."
"For you, I secretly wiped away tears, cried for you, and laughed for you."
The anger in her heart made Qian Renxue almost lose her mind. She no longer held onto her identity as a god and directly chose to fight Ma Hongjun.
Of course, the previous promise he made to Ma Hongjun was also directly thrown out of his mind.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Six-winged angels surround the surroundings, each one more than two hundred meters high, just like the ten-day sky in the myths and legends of Ma Hongjun's previous life. The dazzling sacred golden light is even brighter than the sun in the sky.
"Why?"
"Why are you doing this to me?"
"..."
Qian Renxue roared hysterically, and every seraph with the same face as him attacked Ma Hongjun frantically.
At the same time, each Seraph's attack has its own different characteristics, such as purification, slowness, debuff, stun, explosion, armor piercing, continuous damage, etc.
Divine Skills, Holy Judgment, Seraph Dance, Liangtian right arm bone and Yufeng left leg bone evolved into angel divine armor parts, the Judgment of Light and the Incarnation of Light soul skills contained in them were comprehended by Qian Renxue on his own.
The birth of a magical skill.
However, Ma Hongjun, who transformed into a three-headed and eight-armed god-man, had no so-called blind spots or flaws. With just one blow, among the ten seraphs, Qian Renxue, who had the characteristics of stun and confinement, was stabbed by Ma Hongjun's sword.
Passing through, it turned into points of light that scattered all over the sky.
Immediately afterwards, the hundreds of feet long flaming divine sword turned into eight hundred-foot-long giant swords again, and was held in the hands of Ma Hongjun's eight arms, each fighting against a Qian Renxue.
"Why?"
"Don't you know what you have done?"
"For your own selfish desires, you let Bing'er die at the hands of the agouti, Thunder Eagle and others."
"And our child, Xue Qingyang, was stillborn because of your selfish desires. Even taking shape was a luxury."
"You said you like me?"
"hehe!"
"What do you like about me? Can't I change it?"
"Ma Hongjun, I hate you!"
"hatred?"
"hehe!"
"If liking someone means basing your liking on the pain of others, then please take back your liking."
"It's just to satisfy my own selfish desires."
"Ask yourself, do you really like me, or is your inner possessiveness at work?"
One person and one god collided one after another, and in the blink of an eye they hit from an altitude of several thousand meters to an altitude of tens of thousands of meters.
At this time, Qian Renxue, who had been beaten by Ma Hongjun and had only five seraphs left, was like returning to the nest on the tenth day in the legend. The five seraphs gathered together and turned into the sacred judgment and the dance of Seraphim.
The subsequent killing move, the Sword of Divine Judgment, stabbed towards Ma Hongjun.
Although the real killer move of this magical skill is the fusion of ten angels, Ma Hongjun's attack was too fierce. One person and one god collided one after another, and five Seraphs were lost. Only then did he find the way to activate the Sword of Divine Judgment.
Opportunity.
"Selfish desires?"
"Oh, so you are a coward!"
"Ma Hongjun, at that time you had already guessed that I was Qian Renxue, right?"
"But you only dare to test and don't dare to really take action against me. Is this your love for Emperor Xue Bing?"
"Tsk, tsk, it turns out you are a coward, hahaha!"
The eight Lihuo Divine Swords in Ma Hongjun's hands quickly merged into one, and the Tongtian Divine Swords in the hands of the two stalwart figures suddenly collided together, like needle points against wheat awns, and like two bright suns colliding together. In the deafening roar of terror,
As the Lihuo Divine Sword in Ma Hongjun's hand shattered inch by inch, one person and one god spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, flying backwards to both sides.
"You call me cowardly?"
"Haha, it's never too late for a scoundrel to take revenge!"
"Do you think I care what others think of me?"
"Sorry, I don't care!"
"If Bing'er really dies, I will make you pay the price even if I am shattered into pieces."
"But I know that Bing'er just died and entered nirvana and entered the transformation state of refining the martial soul in advance."
"In that case, why should I break up with you when I know I'm invincible?"
"Strike an egg against a stone?"
"Did you know that if you work hard and live up to the odds, even if you work hard and endure hardships, three thousand Yue Jia can swallow Wu?"
"The day I reach the top will be the day when your mother and daughter repay their debt."
The six energized arms behind Ma Hongjun turned into six wings of fire cloud again. He stabilized his falling body with a gentle slap. Three sausages that looked like emeralds, or crystals and diamonds appeared in his hands, and were struck by Ma Hongjun.
Take it once.
Immediately afterwards, a purple gold gourd more than half a foot high appeared in Ma Hongjun's hand. He pulled out the cork and drank heavily.
After a moment, the shadow of an ancient blue-silver tree hundreds of feet high appeared behind him, and the flaming phoenix perched on it rushed into Ma Hongjun's body. As the rich aroma of alcohol spread, Ma Hongjun's injuries disappeared and he once again returned to his body without a single person.
The peak state of the soul ring.
"You are shameless!"
On the other side, Qian Renxue's long sword was raised high. As thousands of golden lights descended, the golden liquid flowing around her body was also accelerating her recovery and healing of her injuries.
But Ma Hongjun, a mortal, could recover faster than him, and this was not the first time he had recovered to his peak state.
This made Qian Renxue feel depressed and murderous.
"Cowardice is cowardice? What's not to admit?"
"Even if Emperor Xue Bing is a blessing in disguise and starts the Nirvana transformation of refining the martial soul in advance, what about your children?"
"Oh, Xue Qingyang, right?"
"He should have been killed by the Agouti and Thunder Eagle Douluo, right? Don't you want to avenge your son?"
Qian Renxue's murderous intention increased sharply. He knew that if he didn't kill Ma Hongjun quickly and continued to fight at his recovery speed, he, the newly promoted god of angels, might really capsize in the gutter and be killed by Ma Hongjun.
This incredible mortal beheading.
Qian Renxue's delicate body moved sideways, appeared next to Ma Hongjun in an instant, and launched another attack.
Ma Hongjun stretched out his hand, and the Shura Demonic Sword that Tang Chen spent his whole life and life force to refine appeared in his hand. While dealing with Qian Renxue's crazy attack, he said: "Haha!"
"Qian Renxue, your heart-killing methods are of no use to me."
"Now that things have happened, I'm not afraid to tell you that Qingyang actually still has a chance of survival."
"Although you sent people to kill him originally, my son's true spirit is still there."
"Also, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't have discovered that there are two evil dragons who want to use this to borrow their weight and be reborn."
"Now, as long as Qingyang's true spirit is injected into a flesh-and-blood embryo, he can be pregnant again."
"How is it, Qian Renxue, are you disappointed?"
"How about this, as long as you are willing to take the place of Bing'er and give birth to our little Qingyang, how about I spare your life?"
"Forget about your wish!"
"Don't you like me? How about you conceive a child for me?"
One person and one god collided fiercely, like two bright meteors. In just half a day, they hit the sky from Poseidon Island to Douluo Continent.
I don’t know if it was Qian Renxue’s intention. Although one person and one god were fighting fiercely, they were also leading Ma Hongjun to the Jialing Pass battlefield.
"I want to conceive a child for you? You fart!"
"It's still unclear who will win. How dare you, a mere mortal, say that you will kill a god?"
"Suffer death, Ma Hongjun!"
In the Tiandou Empire, tens of thousands of meters above the Fasnuo Province, Qian Renxue's holy angel sword in his hand suddenly raised to the sky, and the phantom of a hundred-foot-tall seraph appeared behind him again.
boom!
The bright and scorching sun in March suddenly shone brightly, and an extremely terrifying aura followed a bright beam of light, suddenly drowning Ma Hongjun.
The scorching golden light dazzled people's eyes, as if it was pulled directly from the sun. The terrifying light and heat instantly burned all the elements and air in its path into angelic energy, accompanied by the voids that cracked all around.
When the crack opened, the angel holy sword in Qian Renxue's hand suddenly shook, drawing several cross sword lights in the air, and disappeared into the golden light pillar covering Ma Hongjun.
"Magic skill, Angel Judgment, the evolved version of my ninth soul skill, the Holy Light Spiritual Array."
"Divine skill, Angel Purification, the evolved version of my ninth soul skill, Divine Judgment."
"How's it going, Ma Hongjun, do these two magical skills feel familiar?"
Qian Renxue said with an arrogant look: "That's your mistake. You shouldn't have dueled with me in the sky."
"I, Qian Renxue, the second generation angel god, the god who rules the sky."
"As long as I am under the sun, my divine power can be replenished at any time, but what about you?"
"So what if you recover faster? With your mere soul power, no matter how high the quality is, how can it compare with divine power?"
"Ha ha!"
"Are you out of your depth?"
Ma Hongjun laughed and said: "Fighting with you in the air will indeed give you an advantage, wouldn't I?"
"You have to know that you are a seraph, and I am a phoenix born from the fire."
"Qian Renxue, not only you can use the power of the sun, I can too."
"Thank you, dear, you know that I consume a lot, so you helped me draw such majestic flame energy."
Although he is trapped in the sea of fire and cannot break through Qian Renxue's two magical skills, and he still has to resist the erosion of the omnipresent sacred power of purification, but in addition, even if the temperature of the surrounding flames is as high as several thousand degrees, it is still rising.
.
However, Ma Hongjun has never exited the martial spirit true body state, and he has strong immunity and resistance to fire energy.
Even though these flames were extremely terrifying, without the divine purifying power in them, they would still be on the same level for Ma Hongjun.
Not to mention, Ma Hongjun had already entered a state of flaming energy at this time. As the fifth soul ring among the eight soul rings circling around him bloomed again, five black hole vortexes emerged, and a terrifying suction force descended.
The raging flames all around rushed towards the five black hole vortexes.
"Shut up, you shameless bastard!"
——Typos should be corrected first and then corrected!