Chapter 325 Death and the Holy (the first update to make up for the December monthly votes)
The air was distorted, and a shock wave visible to the naked eye was produced, which was still spreading to further away.
Fortunately, the battle took place at an altitude of 5,000 meters, which was a long distance away from the Spirit Hall. Otherwise, the power of the collision would have been unbearable for those young spirit masters, and they would have died from the shattering of their internal organs.
The aftermath of the battle crossed layers of distance and after attenuating several times, it reached Wuhun City, still forming a strong storm.
"What is this power? The power of death and holiness! Is Fang Ling and Qian Daoliu fighting?" A hint of doubt flashed across Bibi Dong's face.
Her strength was suppressed by the Rakshasa God Test, but her essence was still a level 99 peerless Douluo, and she could clearly sense the death and divine power contained in this strange storm.
Rushed outside quickly and looked up at the sky.
All traces of clouds within ten kilometers disappeared, and the sunlight was extremely dazzling.
Of course, the sky was empty, so it was normal for a storm to blow away the clouds.
It looks very powerful, but on the ground, due to the obstruction of mountains and forests, its power cannot spread so far.
Bibi Dong summoned the external soul bone obtained from the soul beast Purple Winged Spider King, and six purple wings as thin as cicada wings appeared behind her.
With a slight tremor, she flew towards the source of power.
Qian Renxue naturally sensed something as well, and she also activated her martial spirit and flapped her wings to quickly approach.
She was still complaining in her heart that Grandpa and Fang Ling didn't invite her when they were sparring.
The worshippers in the Worship Hall and the Titled Douluo in the Elder Hall also sensed this power, and those who had the ability to fly went together to watch the battle.
Above the sky, the Scythe of Death carries a powerful force of two hundred thousand pounds, showing its tough Lv9 strong side.
Although it creaked and was bent slightly by the powerful impact, after being broken and recast many times and being deeply immersed in divine power, the tough sickle handle finally held up.
Fang Ling's physical strength surpasses that of a level ninety-nine peerless douluo, but it has not yet reached the god level, which has a strength of one million pounds.
It would be difficult to break through the invincible golden body with a force of two hundred thousand pounds, not to mention the angel guardian who was infused with divine power by Qian Daoliu and could block god-level attacks.
The sickle blade gleamed coldly with a deep gray-gold glow, and in the shining holy light, it hit the angel guardian that seemed easily breakable but was actually extremely hard.
Even with all his strength gathered together, he was only able to penetrate three layers of the angel's wings and the protective shadow of the closed palm.
The sickle blade finally touched the golden ball of light, but the huge force was like a drop in the ocean, without any feedback at all.
It really is a turtle shell, with such strong defense.
Spatting in his heart, Fang Ling observed carefully.
After becoming a Titled Douluo, the Death Eyes will continue to evolve, and the weaknesses of everyone below the level of God can be seen through, except for the ninety-ninth-level Peerless Douluo, which will be more difficult.
Possessing divine power, the ninety-ninth level as the High Priest of God is even more strenuous.
However, Qian Daoliu's current skill is quite special. If it were just a simple 100,000-year soul skill, he could be defeated easily.
But what he used was not just a simple 100,000-year soul skill, he used the power of an angel, which meant that his weaknesses were made up and turned into the divine skill "Angel Guardian".
After getting rid of all the states except the overload, Fang Ling stepped back a little.
Without the pressure of abundant power, the fire of death was allowed to burn more and more vigorously, and the divine body was growing rapidly.
After the body adapted, relying on the life force of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, all the injuries on the body surface healed quickly.
The trial ends here.
Next, use at least one or two god-level moves to roughly assess Qian Daoliu's attack capabilities.
As legends of the old times at the same level, the attack capabilities of Poseidon, Tang Chen, and Qian Daoliu are almost the same.
Tang Chen's attack might be a little stronger, but not by much.
If Fang Ling had seen Qian Daoliu's power, he would have a better idea of what he was capable of.
The spinning ball of light stopped, and holding his martial spirit tightly, he prepared himself again.
The golden angel holy light gradually disappeared, the eggshell turned invisible, and Qian Daoliu's figure reappeared.
His expression was as calm as ever, and he still looked nonchalant, as if the attack just now had not affected him in the slightest.
However, judging from his unstable breath and the rapid consumption of his soul power, the angel protection he just used consumed at least one tenth of his soul power.
This is one-tenth of the soul power of a level ninety-nine peerless Douluo, and it is also an extremely sacred attribute, more than the soul power of all levels between level one and level ninety-five combined.
This shows the value of the high priest of God.
Fang Ling guessed that Tang Chen might also have such a powerful defensive move?
Tang Chen has balanced development and possesses all kinds of soul skills. Relying on the power of Shura, he also has the potential to display this level of defense.
Perhaps I could take it by surprise, and while the big bat hasn't reacted yet, I could use all my strength to kill both of them at once?
"Senior." Fang Ling took this conjecture into his heart and was eager to try it out. "What I just did was just an appetizer. Next time I will use a stronger force, please be careful, senior."
"Come." The soul power circulating in Qian Daoliu's body was active to the extreme, signaling him to attack like this.
Although the attack just now was powerful, it was not enough. It was not as outrageous as Tang Chen's 100,000-year explosive ring.
According to his knowledge, since Fang Ling has a strong influence on the God of Death, he must have divine power that he can use on a regular basis.
The move used against the spirit behind Tang San can probably be used repeatedly!
After Fang Ling's reminder, he didn't say any more nonsense and rushed forward rapidly with the light under his feet.
Let everything wither, and unleash the power of death that ends everything on the sickle.
The soul power was largely transformed into the power of death, and Fang Ling swung the Scythe of Extinction at Qian Daoliu.
Death Skill, the Slash of the End! When this sickle appears, the world loses its color.
It seemed that every sense and every cell in Qian Daoliu's body were opening their mouths wide and shouting the word "danger".
With the magical skills in front of him, his mind was extremely focused.
A pitch-black soul ring shone, and in an instant, a sacred sword formed by sacred golden light and burning with brilliant golden holy flames appeared in his hand.
The surrounding sunlight was continuously gathered, and the flame instantly turned into golden red, and was upgraded to the ultimate fire in an instant.
The Holy Sword became the Holy Sun Sword.
Qian Daoliu's eyes became fierce and he poured his divine power into the sword. With the transformed Sun Sword, he attracted a glimmer of light in the darkness.
The huge golden shadow behind him appeared again, this time it was not empty-handed, but had a huge golden sword.
The giant sword merged with the golden-red Sun Sword, and the angel's holy sword burning with brilliant golden flames on the statue in the Douluo Temple shone brightly, and a little power flew out and merged into the void.
This little bit of power instantly crossed a long distance and flashed on the Sun Sword in Qian Daoliu's hand.
The sacred sword, which was originally only three inches wide and more than two meters long, turned into a giant sword that was six inches wide and four meters long.
The blazing flames and the extinct deathly air formed a sharp contrast.
Qian Daoliu relied on the power of the angel god.
This is also the reason why he can compete with Tang Chen's ring explosion.
He and Poseidon do not have skills such as ring explosion, but as high priests of God, their strongest power does not come from themselves, but from divine power.
The violent collision between the shadow of the Angel's Holy Sword and Fang Ling's Final Slash once again burst out with dazzling light.
Compared to the last time when it was one attack and one defense, this time both sides attacked against each other, and the level of power was also raised to a higher level.
The gray-gold power of death and the brilliant golden power of angels tore the sky in half.
The power of death is a powerful force opposite to life, and it is bound to become the King of Gods, but after all, the throne of God has not yet been born.
Although the power of angels is not as strong as the power of death, they have a divine position, and the power they have left comes from real gods.
The two fought evenly and were evenly matched.
Waves of aftermath shook the surrounding space, and deep and empty space cracks continued to appear.
(End of this chapter)
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