Douluo: I am going to be invincible

As soon as Qian Yang finished speaking, the five titled Douluo looked over.

Juhuaguan said with admiration: "Your Highness is really a genius. He is only the Soul King and possesses the 10-year soul ring that all soul masters in the continent dream of."

The ghost didn't speak at the side, just like a ghost.

Blood Tiger Douluo echoed: "Yes, this is the most precious treasure in the soul master world. There should be no more than five soul masters in the entire continent with 10-year soul rings, and now there is one more."

Qianyang waved his hand and said: "Elders, please don't praise me. I don't have to praise me. I don't have to praise me."

"I'll be embarrassed if you praise me again."

Everyone who was banned immediately smiled when they heard it.

Qian Yang has now completed his goal. Although he failed to take revenge due to the rescue of the Titan Giant Ape, he did not lose anything by absorbing a more powerful soul ring.

And wherever this titan ape can go, we will meet again in the future.

It's impossible for Tang San to kill it and use it as his soul ring.

……

a few days later.

Qianyang and his party returned to Wuhun City.

Without going back to his Holy Son Palace first, Qian Yang went to find Qian Daoliu to show off as soon as he came back.

Pushing open the door of the Elder's Hall, Qianyang shouted slightly excitedly: "Old man, I'm back!"

Qian Daoliu turned around slowly, and looking at Qian Yang's excited expression, he knew that he must have successfully absorbed the 10-year soul ring.

"Success is success. Isn't it just a 10-year-old spirit ring? As the holy son of our Spirit Hall, you must know how to be calm."

"You are 16 years old and still so frizzy, what does it mean?"

Qian Daoliu scolded Qian Yang, but the raised corners of his mouth were obviously not convincing.

Qianyang curled her lips, "Old man, you speak softly. If you can, don't let your hands tremble with excitement."

Qian Daoliu quickly put his hands behind his back and coughed twice to relieve his embarrassment.

It would be false to say that he is not excited. As one of the three ultimate Douluo in the mainland, his ninth spirit ring is only 10 years old, and the other spirit rings are only ten thousand years old.

This is the result of being baptized by the God of Angels and having the life of the soul ring increased by the God of Angels.

However, Qianyang relied on his own strength to possess a 10-year soul ring when he was the soul king. How could this make him not feel excited?

Qian Daoliu's face suddenly turned cold, and he snorted: "Don't be complacent now. You are indeed worthy of the title of genius now, but Pope Bibi Dong is not bad compared to you. She now has two 10-year soul ring.”

"Don't forget that she has always had murderous intentions towards you. If I hadn't had the handle on her, she would have continued to assassinate you!"

"You need to grow up as soon as possible. When you have the power to defeat Bibi Dong, I can force her to hand over the position of Pope."

"After all, the Wuhun Palace belongs to our Qianjia, and the position of the Pope must also belong to our Qianjia!"

Qian Daoliu said this and glanced at Qianyang, "You are still far behind now."

Qianyang was a little speechless. His old man's method of warning the younger generation was a little clumsy.

Qianyang said: "Don't worry, old man. Am I the kind of person who gets proud easily? I'll just show off a little."

"But I have to refute what the old man said. Although my current strength is still not as good as Bibi Dong's, it should not be far behind."

Well, as long as Bibi Dong doesn't become a god, Qianyang is sure to kill her, isn't it just a matter of two thousand layers of destruction?

As for why there were two shots, it was because Bibi Dong had a life-saving soul skill that could reshape the body even if it was shattered by the blast.

Of course, Qian Daoliu didn't know Qian Yang's true strength. He glared at Qian Yang and said, "You don't know how high the sky is and how high the sky is. Bibi Dong's strength has grown very rapidly recently. Even I feel a little threatened. You still Are you saying it’s better than you?”

"Come on, come on, my grandfather and grandson have never competed before. Today I will let you understand what it means to be a real strong person!"

……

Qian Daoliu took Qian Yang to a desolate and uninhabited land.

Qianyang smiled bitterly and said, "Does the old man really want to fight?"

He understood that the gap between himself and Qian Daoliu was still huge.

Moreover, it is not convenient for me to use all things to evolve into a ten-winged fallen angel.

Although it doesn't matter if Qian Daoliu sees it, he still needs to explain.

Qiandao Liu said in a loud voice: "That's necessary. I really want to cure this kid like you today. The Soul King feels that he can compare with the Pope."

"If you become the Soul Emperor, then you won't even look down on me, an old man?"

Qianyang muttered in his heart: "I will be the Soul Emperor soon."

He is now level 60, so it is not wrong to say he is the Soul Emperor.

As long as he waits for the soul power that has skyrocketed in the past few days to settle down, the Xuanhuang Qi will be able to generate a soul ring on its own, and he will be the Soul Emperor by then.

Qian Daoliu didn't know what Qian Yang was thinking, so he ordered Qian Yang: "Use your strongest attack to attack."

Qianyang knew that today it seemed like he really had to communicate with the old man about the relationship between his grandfather and his grandson.

But he also knew that Qian Daoliu did this to allow him to adapt to the newly obtained 10-year soul ring.

"I just happen to want to try out the power of these soul skills..."

Qianyang thought secretly and directly released his martial spirit.

The eight-winged fallen angel appeared, and five soul rings came out of his body!

Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Yang's martial spirit slightly absent-mindedly.

This kind of martial spirit with attributes completely opposite to his Seraphim martial spirit turned out to be the martial spirit possessed by the brother of the God of Angels. He was shocked when he learned the truth.

Qian Yang didn't hold back and directly activated his soul skill to corrupt the Azure Dragon's soul!

A huge green-black dragon phantom condensed in front of Qianyang. The dragon's head alone was ten meters long, not to mention its huge dragon body that stretched to the horizon.

After Qian Yang used this move, he clearly felt that his soul power was evaporating rapidly, and one-tenth of his soul power was consumed in just an instant.

Qianyang jumped up and stood on top of the giant dragon.

"Old man, I'm coming."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qianyang controlled the giant dragon under his feet and roared towards Qiandaoliu!

Like a natural disaster, a giant dragon covering the sky with unparalleled momentum came to Qian Daoliu in just an instant.

Clang!

A crisp sword whistle sounded, and a golden long sword stood in front of Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu looked at the huge beast in front of him without changing his expression, and said calmly: "It's only superficial and flashy."

The next moment, the giant dragon collided directly with the golden sword.

Stab it!

There was no movement of the long sword, it was just suspended in the air. After hitting the long sword, the dragon's shadow was directly split into two!

But Qian Yang, who was originally standing on top of the giant dragon, has now reached the top of Qian Daoliu.

Wan Hua Gu quickly spliced ​​and reorganized, and soon a dark red glove appeared on his right arm.

This glove is different from ordinary glove. It has sharp barbs on it!

Qian Yang was merciless, his right arm was bent, and terrifying power was brewing.

Soul bone skill, Azure Nirvana Thunder, activate!

Boom!

Thunder exploded, and a thick blue divine thunder was thrown out from Qianyang's right arm!

Even after the Heavenly Thunder Initiation, Qian Daoliu remained calm and composed, holding the Heaven-Lianging Sword unhurriedly and pointing his finger towards the sky!

The terrifying cyan divine thunder was actually cut away by Qian Daoliu with a casual sword and struck elsewhere.

The divine thunder landed on a small earth bag, and with a bang, the earth bag disappeared in an instant, leaving only a ten-meter giant pit filled with the power of thunder.

Qian Daoliu opened his left hand to meet Qian Yang's fist after slicing away Qian Yang's divine thunder.

Boom, the two collided, and Qian Daoliu's body didn't shake at all, standing like a mountain.

He actually took Qianyang's barbed fist with just his flesh and blood!

"Boy, that's it?"

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