Hurry up and invite Shanhai Douluo

Chapter 122 How can a mortal body be comparable to a god?
"This silly old man was obviously tricked to death by you, why should he blame me." Gu Chen couldn't help being angry.

Qian Daoliu was expressionless, and said flatly: "The murderer is ultimately you."

Hearing this, Gu Chen's mouth twitched into a sneer, he already understood that it would never be reasonable to talk to such a person.

That being the case, needless to say, Gu Chen held the sky-opening axe in his hand, and from time to time evoked a frightening cold light.

"Qian Daoliu, use all your strength, but don't die slowly like your little brother." Gu Chen sneered.

If it was the original him, he would have absolutely no confidence when challenging Qian Daoliu.

But now it is not what it used to be. After receiving the candle dragon inheritance, Gu Chen's strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

Facing Qian Daoliu at this time, he is completely capable of fighting against him.

"Don't talk too much, it's just a battle."

Qian Daoliu fluttered his wings, stood in the air, and looked down at Gu Chen from a height.

"Look at you, it's like you're the only one who can fly, right?"

Gu Chen smiled disdainfully, spread a pair of white wings behind her, and followed closely behind.

"Be careful, Qian Daoliu is known as No.1 in the sky." Bibi Dong, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor recuperating, saw this scene and said worriedly.

Gu Chen lowered his head and gave a relieved smile, quite proudly: "Today, his title of No.1 in the sky is about to change hands."

"Yellow mouth child, come here and die!"

Qian Daoliu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and shot directly.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Gu Chen, raised the holy angel sword, and swung it down violently.

Looking from a distance, a dazzling rainbow is outlined on the canvas of the sky, which is extremely spectacular.

As soon as he makes a move, it is the strongest killer move!
Behind Qian Daoliu, the phantom of an angel slowly emerged, and the extremely dazzling holy light shone on Gu Chen's body, which actually made him feel a sense of submission.

This is the horror of the seraphim, holy judge!

To subjugate an army without fighting is to kill someone.

This emotion flashed by, Gu Chen was not afraid at all, slowly raised his right hand holding the Sky Axe, and blocked it unpretentiously.

This block is like a farmer chopping firewood, just like a mortal, without any soul power at all.

"I want you to die!" Qian Daoliu didn't expect that his fatal blow would be so underestimated, and became even more angry.

bass!
The holy angel sword collided with the ordinary axe, and it slowly spread towards the surface of the lake where the stones were thrown.

"How... how is it possible?"

Qian Daoliu looked at the scene in front of him, talking to himself in despair.

He couldn't believe that his strongest blow was easily disintegrated by this broken farm tool.

Gu Chen nodded slightly, a flash of approval flashed in his eyes.

He spoke slowly, with the demeanor of a master: "As expected of No. 1 in the sky of this continent, you can take the next blow. I approve of you."

These words only made Qian Daoliu's face burn with pain.

He still remembered that Bibi Dong said this sentence from his own mouth before.

Unexpectedly, Gu Chen returned it to himself intact.

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, as if he had made a decision.

"Gu Chen, do you know where is the gap between man and god?"

"Oh? Let's hear it." Gu Chen asked with interest.

Divinity flashed across Qian Daoliu's eyes: "Gu Chen, it can be said that there is a huge difference between man and god. No matter how hard a man works, he will never be able to reach the height of a god in his whole life."

"Just like ants and humans, do you think ants can eat people one day?"

"No matter how strong this ant is, in the eyes of humans, it only needs one hand to crush it to death."

Gu Chen nodded lightly: "That's right, what next?"

Qian Daoliu's robe was blown hideously by the wind, and his whole body exuded a holy light. It slowly closed its eyes: "Today, this old man will let you see that with the power of God, you can die without regret."

As soon as the words fell, the holy light around Qian Daoliu could no longer be blocked, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.

But at this moment, looking from a distance, there is a seraph standing on the top of the mountain, wearing a golden armor, overlooking the emperor like a god.

Gu Chen's pupils shrank sharply as he looked at the huge angel that occupied his sight and shot straight into the sky.

He unexpectedly discovered that at this moment, Qian Daoliu had an aura similar to that of Zhulong.

This breath is divinity!
Qian Daoliu has divinity? !

This is what Gu Chen couldn't believe.

It turned out that he underestimated this low-key old man from the beginning to the end.

In fact, there is still a gap of thousands of miles between Qian Daoliu and God at this moment.

The reason why he can make Gu Chen feel a touch of divinity is thanks to the blessing of the angelic costume, which can forcefully elevate it to this height.

"You see, Gu Chen, this is the power of the gods." Qian Daoliu said indifferently, condescendingly.

Bibi Dong, who was watching from a low place, was so shocked that she couldn't speak when she saw this scene.

Once she also felt the power of God.

However, Gu Chen's appearance made her completely cut off contact with Rakshasa God.

But Bibi Dong didn't regret it, Gu Chen's appearance brought about earth-shaking changes in her life.

"Run!" She knew the horror of this force, and shouted heart-piercingly.

No matter how strong Gu Chen is, with a mortal body, how can he stand shoulder to shoulder with a god?

The elders watching this scene in the Wuhun Hall turned pale and sighed deeply.

It seems that the situation has become clear, Qian Daoliu's strength is still the same as before, and the phantom of the angel on the mountain top is like a miracle.

"It's over. Sure enough, this Wuhun Palace still belongs to the Qian family." An elder waved his sleeves, turned around and left with his waist bowed. No one could tell whether his voice was happy or sad.

"Hey."

Some people sighed and shook their heads, while others beat their chests and stamped their feet.

In their minds, Bibi Dong is not only a proud son of heaven in terms of cultivation, but also a genius in politics.

Although she is ruthless with an iron fist, at least these elders in politics can see the hope of Wuhundian.

Compared with Qianxun Ji, it is tens of millions of times stronger.

Even Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes were full of sadness.

After all, the time given to Bibi Dong was too little.

At this moment, a black figure suddenly appeared in the hall, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Elder Ghost.

He looked a little excited, striding over to Ju Douluo's side, whispering something.

"What are you saying is true?!"

Ju Douluo screamed out.

"Exactly!"

Ghost Douluo nodded, not intending to make a joke at all.

"Great, great."

Chrysanthemum Douluo paced back and forth in the hall, a blush appeared on his extremely pale face.

"Finally... finally here."

As he was walking, he suddenly burst into tears and sat down on the ground.

The elders looked at Ju Douluo worriedly, and sighed deeply.

"It seems that after Qian Daoliu came to power, Ju Douluo was the first thing he had to deal with!" Someone exclaimed.

Someone stepped forward to comfort: "Elder Ju, don't be too sad, there is still time to escape."

Hearing this, Ju Douluo stared angrily, and raised his head to look at him.

"Is my father angry? It's too late for me to be happy!"

(End of this chapter)