Douluo Heavens Upgrade

"You came."

The snowflakes that were originally flying around in winter suddenly melted away at this moment. The sky suddenly cleared up and a scorching sun was shining brightly. Chen Xiaoming glanced at it casually and smiled softly.

In mid-air, a woman who looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old was wearing a golden palace dress. The style was simple and elegant. The golden stand-up collar protected her snow-white and slender neck. She had long golden hair. Casually draped behind him.

Her golden eyes were as calm as water, and there was a small seraph mark between her eyebrows. Coupled with her stunning face, it was extremely alluring.

"You don't seem surprised at all!"

Seeing that Chen Xiaoming was more indifferent than herself, Qian Renxue couldn't help but be a little confused. The latter and he had never met before. The reason why she knew Chen Xiaoming was because of the shame Chen Xiaoming brought to Wuhun Palace in that battle.

The lives of his grandfather, as well as several elders of Wuhun Palace, must be paid with blood.

"Huh? Surprised, why should I be surprised."

With a raised brow, Chen Xiaoming's figure slowly floated into the air, standing at the same height as Qian Renxue.

"You know, I have been waiting for eight years for you to become gods!"

"Do you know how I spent the past eight years?"

Chen Xiaoming's mood gradually rose, his eyes were full of excitement, and he gradually clasped his hands. In his mind, he remembered that during the past eight years, he had insisted on spending an hour in the sun every day, taking an hour's lunch break, plus afternoon tea leisure time. In his spare time, he traveled all over the world Douluo Continent, look at various scenery and so on.

"For the past eight years, I have been practicing hard every day. Every day... Well, anyway, as long as you know that I work hard."

Chen Xiaoming was ready to continue talking, but he had never practiced hard, so he didn't know what it was like to practice hard.

Anyway, he worked hard, and he has indeed been practicing for eight years. After all, his system has been breathing every day for eight years, adding experience points to him. This should be regarded as him practicing.

Hmm, it must have been calculated!

System: mmp, I am cheating on you, but you are still shameless! That’s me practicing!

"I don't want to know how you are doing. I just want to say that the shame you brought to Wuhun Palace needs your blood today to repay it!"

Qian Renxue's eyes gradually turned cold. Eight years ago, Chen Xiaoming defeated Qian Daoliu and destroyed most of the Wuhun Palace. The titled Douluo of the Wuhun Palace suffered heavy casualties. She was lurking in the Tiandou Palace and was recalled urgently.

Qian Daoliu, who was severely injured by Chen Xiaoming, dragged his seriously injured body to start the angel inheritance test.

In the end, Qian Daoliu, who was seriously injured, finally made it to the end of the assessment and sacrificed himself.

However, defeating Chen Xiaoming has become Qian Daoliu's biggest obsession.

This obsession also affected Qian Renxue in the past eight years.

Only then did Qian Renxue come to find Chen Xiaoming as soon as she became a god.

Qian Renxue's words made Chen Xiaoming frown, the smile on his face gradually narrowed, and his eyes became sharp. Pay with blood?

"Very good. Whatever happened back then, regardless of right or wrong, since you have become a god, if you want to avenge your shame, it depends on whether your fist is big enough."

Chen Xiaoming's body shook, and an invisible wave spread out from its center. A faint silver light instantly enveloped the surrounding area of ​​ meters.

Qian Renxue was very calm and allowed herself to be enveloped by the silver light. Her face still had a look of indifference, and she looked at Chen Xiaoming with her eyes, waiting for his move.

She wanted to defeat him with one blow when he was at his strongest, just like Chen Xiaoming defeated her grandfather.

"Go ahead!"

Qian Renxue's indifferent words made Chen Xiaoming slightly stunned, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Let him take action? How many years have passed since he came to Douluo Continent, no one has dared to talk to him like this.

"Interesting, interesting. A mere god of angels dares to be so arrogant."

Chen Xiaoming also became interested for a while. He looked at the experience points in the system and was not in a hurry to upgrade. A cold light flashed in Chen Xiaoming's eyes. He wanted to see how strong a real god was.

"boom."

The soul power in Chen Xiaoming's body exploded, and the majestic soul power surged out like a vast ocean. Nine hundred thousand year soul rings flew out, slowly beating around the body. The soul bones moved to the extreme, and the terrifying aura turned into a pillar of blood. , soaring into the sky.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

There were dull sounds all around, the air made violent roars, and nine bloody hundred-thousand-year-old souls were flying around the blood pillar.

"out."

The Aoki Tree Martial Spirit appeared in his right hand, and nine soul rings flew down instantly. A hot red light flashed. In the blink of an eye, the Aoki Tree Martial Spirit grew crazily. In just a moment, it grew to a height of thirty meters. .

The nine soul rings were rhythmically circling around the green wood tree from top to bottom. As Chen Xiaoming held his right hand, he suddenly retracted it, like a ring, and strangled the green wood tree.

The red -year-old soul ring continued to penetrate. As the first -year-old soul ring penetrated, a trace of blood appeared on the originally blue Aoki tree. The already powerful Aoki Tree was even more powerful at this moment.

Chen Xiaoming controlled it with concentration. He was not in a hurry to use his bloodline. Since Qian Renxue gave him the chance to use it freely, he didn't mind playing around.

This move can be said to be the pinnacle move of Chen Xiaoming's soul power. It was inspired by Sword Dou Luo Chenxin.

It has to be said that although Sword Fighter Luo Chenxin is not strong enough, the latter's understanding is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

He integrated all his soul rings into the Seven Kills Sword of Wuhun, thereby greatly increasing the power of the Seven Kills Sword. Chen Xiaoming had this idea when he fought against him.

Although he does not have the unique ring-exploding skill of Haotian Sect, Chen Xiaoming has achieved the point where the nine rings are integrated into one over the years.

"Ding...Ding...Ding...Ding...Ding...Ding..."

The second soul ring, the third soul ring, the fourth soul ring...

As the hundred-thousand-year-old soul rings merged into the Qingmu tree martial arts, the originally green Qingmu tree was now emitting dazzling red lights.

The majestic soul power continued to gather, and Qian Renxue, who had been unmoved, now had a dignified look on her face. She, who had just become the God of Angels, felt threatened by this blow.

"not good."

Qian Renxue's face changed drastically, her smile disappeared. An indescribable majesty bloomed from her body, and a layer of golden brilliance emerged from the surface of her body like mist.

"Ding."

With the last soft sound, the ninth soul ring merged into the green wood tree. Under the majestic soul power, the green wood tree that was more than thirty meters high instantly shrank to three meters in size, like a red stick, directly Hit Qian Renxue.

The terrifying power, just waved, seemed to smash the surrounding space, and in an instant, dark space cracks appeared. .

"Take the move, Qian Renxue."

"The epee has no sharp edge, and it doesn't work."

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