Douluo: Peerless Light.

Chapter 705 Bibi Dong, the Protector of the Calf, the Divine Artifact Wushuangdao [[-] words]

In Qian Chaoguang's vision, this black gold battle armor would be continuously nourished by his power, and would rise along with his cultivation level.

Finally, when he reached the peak of Limit Douluo, he advanced to the god level with him.

At that time, with the foundation of the artifact level, and then use stronger power of law and divine power to recast and increase it, it should be easy to reach a super artifact.

The foundation and potential are here, and it is not difficult to advance.

With the upper body of the black gold battle armor, Qian Chaoguang could only feel an incomparably powerful sense of strength filling his whole body.

The aura of the original Super Douluo level soared in an instant, surpassing the ordinary limit Douluo almost instantly, and completely stabilized at the demigod level.

Clenching his fists tightly, that kind of powerful force made him feel like he could kill Di Tian with one punch.

At this moment, Qian Zhaoguang was so moved that he was on the verge of tears.

Over 20 years!
This is the first time we have fought such a rich battle!
With this set of equipment, he even has the confidence to turn over Ye Xishui with his bare hands and kick Long Xiaoyao!

The battle armor and forging that have been studied so hard for so long, coupled with the blessing of the holy magic weapon refining method, and the comprehension of the divine costume, it was not in vain.

Although this black-gold battle armor lacked some of the characteristics of the original four-word battle armor, it was more powerful than it.

After all, it is also a quasi-artifact-level armor, which can definitely be called a dimensionality reduction strike in this era.

With the black gold battle armor on his body, Qian Chaoguang felt that his condition was better than ever, and he had reached a new height.

He looked at the remaining pieces of god-level metal on the forging platform that had been infused with the power of the law of the universe, and stretched out his hand to gently caress the broken Xuanhui knife.

"Old man, it's time for you too."

The faint sobbing of the sword echoed Qian Zhaoguang's soliloquy in this silent place.

On the side of the deformed soul body, this month has been quite peaceful.

Due to Bibi Dong's awakening, all the lords are hugging each other tremblingly, not daring to launch any more attacks at all.

They were afraid that the killing god would recall something that happened 9000 years ago, so they rushed over and massacred them indiscriminately.

In this way, everyone in the Kingdom of Eternal Sleep was happy to be at ease, and lived a rare and peaceful life.

Apart from the engineering department which has been busy making the upgraded Stone of Blessing armor, Electrolux and the Holy Monarch are probably the busiest.

Ever since they witnessed the forging of the first piece of god-level metal, the two like-minded brothers stayed out of the underground meeting room of the Eternal Council for a month, and have been studying the way of cohesion of the soul heart.

Now, it is almost time for the final results.

Everyone is looking forward to it.

In the end, before the good news from Electrolux and the Holy Sovereign came, a huge cloud of calamity was once again attracted on the hilltop by Qian Chaoguang.

In the forging room, a black-gold long knife floated quietly in front of Qian Zhaoguang.

Looking at it from a distance, this new long knife seems to be very similar to Xuan Hui.

But if you look carefully, you can find that there is a layer of dark red hidden under the blade of this knife, and there is a monstrous killing spirit embedded in it.

The looming ferocious feeling and sacred feeling are intertwined, and the fusion and opposition are vividly reflected on this knife.

Now, this newborn long knife is still sleeping, waiting for the coming of tribulation thunder to activate it.

Only after experiencing the tempering of thunder, can one truly show his majesty.

Qian Zhaoguang had high hopes for this long knife.

All kinds of means and techniques are completely exhausted, reaching the limit of what I can achieve so far.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the pinnacle of his forging skills and refining technology.

It is recast with the broken Xuanhui as the base, supplemented with the god-level black gold that contains cosmic-level laws, and the killing stone that is specially tempered by its own killing intent.

In the end, with the power of faith, the Light God Fire and the Immortal God Fire were condensed, so that they were completely melted in one furnace, and finally forged.

At first, Qian Chaoguang planned to recast the angel holy sword after melting it.

Unexpectedly, after the accidental concentration of divine power, the holy angel sword was fully activated, showing a very high spiritual intelligence that is not weaker than human beings.

Then he abandoned the plan.

The holy sword has a spirit.

If the Holy Angel Sword was really melted into the furnace, it would be no different from killing a life out of thin air.

Besides, even if the recasting is really based on the Holy Angel Sword, the final result of the recasting will definitely not exceed the current Holy Sword of Angels, and it is only half of the match in terms of attributes.

Not being able to exert his full strength is unacceptable to Qian Zhaoguang.

After reaching this level of cultivation, he no longer needs to think about what his mortal opponents should be like.

What he was thinking about was how to maximize the power of his priesthood in order to deal with opponents from the God Realm.

It really fulfilled the job done by a red-haired monster whose age is unknown—the world is invincible, and the sky is the enemy.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a dark golden calamity cloud brewed in the sky, with a touch of blood mixed in it.

This was a situation Qian Chaoguang had never encountered in forging before.

Even if it is a quasi-artifact-level black gold battle armor, Jie Yun is a relatively normal golden color.

"Boom!"

There was a violent thunder explosion again, and violent thunderstorms were brewing in the clouds.

At this moment, the sky has completely turned into a piece of gold, reflecting the high wall of sighs with an obsidian-like luster.

The sky above the entire Eternal Sleeping Kingdom was shrouded in this sudden golden color, full of magnificence and mystery.

Only the monstrous oppressive force falling from the sky is really frightening.

Inside the forbidden area, a purple figure looked up into the void, his eyes full of worry.

Lift your leg and take a step.

In the next instant, she had already appeared beside Qian Chaoguang.

A ferocious purple battle armor and a huge sickle appeared in her hands, and the aura that belonged to the Rakshasa god bloomed unreservedly, trying to fight against this brilliant heavenly power.

Bibi Dong showed a trace of seriousness on his face, and raised his hand to protect Qian Chaoguang behind him: "Don't be afraid, with grandma around, nothing can hurt you."

The emotions that Qian Zhaoguang had just brewed up were interrupted in an instant.

He looked at Bibi Dong who was standing in front of him, who was a head shorter than him, and suddenly felt like he couldn't cry or laugh.

Suddenly a little moved, what's going on?

At the same time, there is a little bit of bitterness.

If Qian Renxue really has an heir in this world, Bibi Dong should be very happy, right?
Qian Zhaoguang patted her arm lightly, and said softly: "Grandma, you don't have to worry, this is a catastrophe caused by my refining weapons, there is no danger."

For others, this sentence is nonsense.

No matter how powerful the refining master is, it is impossible to calmly deal with the catastrophe.

The more powerful the artifact is, the more likely the creator will be implicated and fall because the artifact itself cannot withstand the catastrophe.

But for Qian Chaoguang, the powerful Heavenly Tribulation is not only dangerous, but a good tonic.

These thunderbolts can not only speed up the transformation of the artifact itself, but can also be used in the cultivation of the Golden Body Art, and even assist him to better match the aura of the artifact itself.

It can be called pure welfare.

I am afraid that only Xiao Yan who has the Sky Demon Puppet and Tang Wulin who has the Thundering Hell Prison Vine can empathize with this feeling.

"Really?"

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Zhaoguang suspiciously, the caution and worry in her eyes still hadn't faded away.

Perhaps, thousands of years of loneliness caused problems in her spirit and made her spiritual intelligence appear chaotic.

But at this moment, Qian Chaoguang could feel that the emotion she showed was sincere.

She is really worried about herself.

Qian Zhaoguang sighed softly, and smiled: "Of course it is true. These days, don't catastrophes often fall? I lured them down to refine the body and materials. Don't worry."

"That's it, then you have to be careful."

Hearing his swearing guarantee, Bibi Dong was relieved and stepped aside.

The Rakshasa costume on his body has not dissipated, and his own breath is still maintained at the point where he can shoot at any time.

Obviously, she was still not at ease.

Perhaps it was because the maternal love she had failed to show to Qian Renxue was transferred to Qian Chaoguang, or maybe it was because of years of loneliness that she changed her behavior and thoughts a little.

At least in Qian Chaoguang's heart, Bibi Dong, who is half awake now, is completely incompatible with the empress of the Spirit Empire who looked down on the world 1 years ago.

All the toughness and domineering seemed to be softened in the thousands of years of loneliness, completely restrained in the depths of the soul.

"do not worry."

Qian Zhaoguang nodded slightly, and stretched out his hand to hold the long knife in front of him, which had not yet awakened.

Stepping on the ground with his right foot, his whole figure suddenly rose up, straight into the sky, and penetrated into the robbery cloud.

In order to pursue the best tempering effect, Qian Chaoguang went straight to the inside of Jieyun, and tempered himself and the long knife at the most core position.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A violent roar resounded through the sky.

One after another, golden fury thunder stained with blood exploded in the Jieyun.

The escaping golden thunder continued to surge and expand in the air, with criss-crossing and majestic powers, almost reflecting the entire sky into a golden sanctuary.

At this time, Qian Chaoguang was bathed in the light of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder, running the Golden Body Art to his heart's content, refining this gift from the will of the universe into his body.

"Chong!"

All of a sudden, a heaven-shattering knife chant exploded from the robbery cloud.

This long knife, which had been dormant for a long time, woke up.

The domineering and sharp knife intent brewed from the black gold knife, staining the entire blade with a layer of blood.

The original catastrophe that originated from the laws of the universe bombarded one after another, and the wisdom of this long knife is rapidly awakening.

The voice of "Zhen Zong" kept singing.

That is, the spirituality derived from the old Xuanhui knife is regenerating new vitality.

A steady stream of power burst out from the sword, and it was closely combining with Qian Chaoguang's own breath.

He could even feel that the power of his blood and a part of his blood were slowly flowing into the long knife.

This gave Qian Chaoguang a feeling of being connected with his mind.

With the power of Thunder, this is the best refining method.

The angel holy sword in the dantian is constantly swimming around the golden core.

After a large amount of thunder power has been transformed by the Golden Body Art and the Qi Refining Art, it can also share some benefits.

Now, the former sword of the god of angels is constantly releasing buzzing sounds.

Waves of happiness and excitement emanated from the Holy Sword.

If Qian Chaoguang can distract himself to feel in his dantian now, then he will find that the angel holy sword is still conveying a clear consciousness to the outside world—very comfortable, the master is so kind, please be sure to increase the intensity .

However, Qian Chaoguang is destined not to hear it.

Now all his energy is put on the tempering of the new long sword and the golden body art.

After a full 81 thunder tribulations, the spirituality of the long knife has been fully activated.

A domineering saber intent piercing through the sky pierced through the sky, cutting the calamity cloud in two abruptly.

Before the robbery cloud dissipated, a horrible suction like a whale sucking water erupted inside the long knife, and immediately absorbed all the golden robbery clouds in the sky.

In an instant, the black-golden light flourished, and the entire long knife exuded an incomparably tyrannical coercion.

All the undead below the king level felt a strong sense of oppression at the same time, making the heart palpitate to the point of bursting.

The holy monarch, who had just completed the condensing of the soul heart, walked out of the eternal council with Electrolux, and jointly released the soul power to eliminate this coercion.

"This kid, if you don't pay attention, you will come up with another big job." Electrolux's old face was full of smiles, and his pride was undisguised.

The Holy Sovereign also smiled proudly: "Haha, this kid is really good."

But apart from being proud, he also had some small depression in his heart.

Originally thought that he and Electrolux jointly researched the heart of the soul, this level of achievement is enough to be regarded as a shocking achievement.

But compared with the artifact that Qian Chaoguang has just refined, it is somewhat meaningless.

A Super Douluo in his 20s, without the power of elements and the increase of the power of heaven and earth, has refined a real artifact by his own ability. Who would believe it?

In the past, when the angel gods forged the angel holy sword, they had already used their divine power to do so after they became gods.

Today, her descendants have accomplished this feat before reaching the limit of the world.

In mid-air, the long knife in Qian Chaoguang's hand was constantly releasing a kind of intimacy and admiration, like a newborn child.

Compared with the holy sword of the angel, which has been nourished by the power of faith for thousands of years, its spirituality is much worse.

Can only vaguely express their emotions, unable to accurately express their meaning.

But this result has also been extremely gratifying.

You can't become fat if you eat three bites, and you can't repair Rome in a day.

"You, you, are too greedy."

Qian Zhaoguang flicked the blade with his fingers, speaking dumbfounded.

Originally, he planned to create a long knife with unlimited potential just like the black gold battle armor, but now it is only a quasi-divine weapon level long knife.

However, it inherited the spirituality of Xuanhui Dao, but it was very greedy, and at the last moment it completely plundered the Jieyun of the Heavenly Tribulation.

The consequence of this is that its quality far exceeds Qian Zhaoguang's expectations, reaching the level of an artifact in one fell swoop.

Looking at this killing knife, for some reason, Qian Chaoguang suddenly had this sentence in his mind - Wushuang, Wanjun takes the lead!

"From now on, you will be called 'Wu Shuang', and be the unparalleled sharp blade in my hand, and you will kill all the enemies in the world with me!"

As Qian Zhaoguang said this, the soul power in his body poured into the long knife.

Artifact · Wushuangdao!

After Xuanhui broke, he was completely reborn and reborn from the ashes!
The blade groaned softly, and Wushuangdao continued to release a kind of excitement and excitement.

It is cheering for its own birth and excited for its own name.

Dressed in a black gold battle armor, holding a unparalleled long knife.

Qian Chaoguang walked across the sky, fell slowly in the sky, and finally returned to the forging hut.

Originally, he was smiling, still immersed in the joy of successfully forging the divine tool Wushuangdao.

However, when Qian Zhaoguang saw Bibi Dong, he couldn't laugh anymore.

The original smile subsided in an instant, and his expression suddenly became extremely dignified.

In the forging room, Bibi Dong's previous expression changed.

Those purple eyes were clear and transparent, staring intently at the Wushuangdao in Qian Chaoguang's hand, how could there be any madness and insanity?
At this moment, there were only two people in the silent forging room.

The atmosphere became more and more dull, as if there was a kind of low air pressure pressing hard on the heart, making people feel a little out of breath.

Looking at that charming and charming face, and those purple eyes that seemed to be indifferent to everything, Qian Chaoguang felt the pressure doubled.

It wasn't until this time that he really felt the aura of defying the world, the majesty of the last pope of the former Wuhun Temple.

This is what Rakshasa god Bibi Dong should look like.

but.
This tough and indifferent state is not good for Qian Chaoguang at all.

He still would rather Bibi Dong become the original "strange" motherly state.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the two had been in a state of confrontation.

Bibi Dong didn't speak, and Qian Chaoguang didn't dare to move, for fear of accidentally triggering another god-level battle.

After a long time, just when he was considering whether to shake people to prepare for a death fight, Bibi Dong's eyes finally shifted, and he stared directly into Qian Zhaoguang's eyes.

"Who are you?" she asked, "Why is the holy angel sword in your hand?"

There was some obvious hesitation and uncertainty in the words.

Qian Zhaoguang was silent for a few seconds, and said frankly: "I'm sorry, I don't know myself, I am an orphan. But the holy ancestors and the angel sword said that I am a descendant of the angel family, and I don't know the details."

"As for the Holy Angel Sword. I got it from the Temple of Angels. I accidentally discovered the buried Douluo Temple and the Hall of Consecration, and accidentally entered the inheritance space of the God of Angels. recognized the Lord."

If the other party is already sober, even if they only recover part of their logical cognitive ability, it would be meaningless to forcibly maintain the identity of the so-called son of Qian Renxue.

This lie will be easily exposed.

If the tone continues to deceive, it would be more enjoyable to confess directly.

"Forcibly recognize the Lord. Angel Temple" Bibi Dong murmured.

She lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

From where Qian Chaoguang was, it was hard to see the expression on her face.

After murmuring a few vague words to herself, Bibi Dong raised her head again and asked, "What is there in the Temple of Angels?"

Qian Chaoguang said frankly again: "There is the corpse of the previous God of Angels, Qian Renxue, as well as the angelic costume she wore and the holy angelic sword she used. She used her body and soul as the link to maintain the entire temple." The source of energy has been burned out in 1 years."

"In addition, there is a coffin made by her in the Temple of Angels. Inside is your deceased body, and the divine weapon you used during your lifetime—the Rakshasa Scythe."

After listening, Bibi Dong remained silent.

Didn't comment on it.

From her eyes, Qian Zhaoguang seemed to see a flash of melancholy, and even more so, endless loneliness.

A few minutes later, Bibi Dong let out a long sigh: "Alas, false glory, why bother?"

Seeing that her reason and logic seemed to be back in place, Qian Zhaoguang tentatively asked: "Then what, senior, look at your divine body."

Bibi Dong glanced at him casually, and a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes: "You'd better call me grandma, even if it's to lie to me, that's fine."

Qian Zhaoguang was taken aback for a moment, and then also smiled: "Grandmother."

"Well, I like to hear that."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly, her aura restrained into nothingness.

"Let my body and the Rakshasa sickle be with you. Give them to me. Are you really at ease? If the divine body, divine soul, and divine weapon are combined into one, I will still be the same as before, except that the divine throne is broken. The Rakshasa God who killed the Sea God Tang San."

"It's not impossible," Qian Chaoguang muttered in a low voice, "As long as you, um, grandma, don't look at me like that, I'll just say it casually."

"No, keep talking." Bibi Dong's eyes became hot in an instant, "What about me? Do you have the means to control me?"

Qian Chaoguang bit the bullet and nodded: "Yes, yes."

"What is it?" Bibi Dong continued to ask persistently.

Seeing her insistence, Qian Chaoguang had no choice but to say: "That's right. From now on, your life and death will be in my mind. I have a secret method that can establish a soul connection between two people. It was originally used to control Undead creatures, but it can also be used on souls."

"Then what are you waiting for? Use it on me while I'm still awake." Bibi Dong couldn't help urging, "I don't know when I will fall into madness again."

"Ah?"

These words directly stunned Qian Chaoguang.

It turned out that he never thought that one day he would be able to give Bibi Dong a soul contract.

And it was Bibi Dong's own request!

He never considered this possibility at all.

According to the character description in the original book, how proud is this person?

How can you accept that you are inferior to others?
But this is the situation right now.
How much is a bit unexpected.

"What are you? Young man, why are you so busy doing things?"

Bibi Dong frowned, showing a hint of eagerness.

"If I fall into madness again, without the barrier of the forbidden land, the whole underworld will suffer. Hurry up. If the Holy Emperor didn't have the means to restrain me, I wouldn't turn into the forbidden land and imprison myself there. .”

(End of this chapter)