Ultimate Douluo: Blue Silver Conferred God

At this time, as the commander of the team, Lan Zimo was always paying attention to the changes on the battlefield. He noticed the situation on Qian Shaoqi's side and saw that the strength of the two of them was almost the same. If it continued like this, it would be a huge loss. In a persistent and protracted battle, Qian Shaoqi, who was still supporting the rest of them with flying wings, would definitely fall into a disadvantage due to the rapid consumption of his soul power. In response, Lan Zimo immediately ordered and shouted: "Shao Qi , directly use the soul ring to arm and melt the soul!"

After receiving the instruction, Qian Shaoqi no longer hid, and stretched out his hand to move into the void. The feather blades scattered on the field broke away one after another and flew back to Qian Shaoqi's side. Fifteen feather blades circled around Qian Shaoqi's body. The next moment, his fingertips tapped a few times on one of the feather blades, and purple light suddenly burst out.

Then, together with all the feather blades, they all turned into purple stars and merged into his body.

"boom!"

A golden beam of light fell from the sky, wrapped Qian Shaoqi in it, and then hit the ground heavily. Immediately afterwards, streams of red, white, and blue light quickly gathered around the light pillar, hovering in mid-air where Qian Shaoqi was.

For a moment, it attracted everyone's attention and looked here.

The next moment, the entire light pillar suddenly burst into pieces, and the sky became eclipsed, leaving only a bright and majestic golden figure appearing in it, and three different pairs of huge upper, middle and lower wings suddenly unfolded behind him.

At the top are the angel wings that represent divine light. In the middle are the wings of burning red and white flames, and at the bottom are the wings of extremely cold ice.

Then, above his head, a crystal crown of gold, red, white, and blue was condensed, and sharp four-color feather blades appeared around him, fifteen in total. With a twist of his wrist and a squeeze of his fingertips, a baton shining with golden light appeared in his hand.

Soul Ring Arms·Soul Fusion—Four Yuan Angel God!

And this is Qian Shaoqi's soul-melting form. In this form, he discovered that what disappeared due to the mutation of the martial soul was the sacred attribute, which was like the coming of a god, sacred and inviolable.

During the duration of the soul-melting state, the power of light will reach its peak, and three completely different attributes can be controlled at the same time.

The baton in his hand was slightly raised, pointing towards the holy angel soul master, his mouth opened slightly, and he made a special magnetic sound. The fifteen feather blades beside him flew out immediately, Drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

"when!"

There was a muffled sound, and when the third-year Holy Angel Soul Master deflected the feather blade, his expression suddenly changed, and then four different streams of light flashed across his body. The next moment, he felt that his body suddenly became hot, as if he was about to have a high fever, and then was covered with a layer of frost, which was biting to the bone.

Then, a golden stream of light passed over and triggered the two states at the same time. There were muffled sounds in the body one after another, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face suddenly turned pale.

There are also crack marks of different sizes on the skin of the body. The third soul ring behind him immediately lit up, and the sacred light fell from the top of his head and began to heal the injuries on his body.

But Qian Shaoqi would never miss such an opportunity. He raised his hands and waved the baton in the sky, and then began to wave his arms up and down with different but rhythmic rhythms. Like a profound music conducting artist, every time he waved his arms, every time he clicked his fingers, every time he raised his palms, those sharp feather blades would tremble in conjunction with him. The fifteen feather blades also followed his command and went towards the Holy Angel Soul Master in a very orderly manner.

Facing the feather blades all over the sky, the Holy Angel Soul Master had no choice but to stop the treatment process. The wings behind his back flapped continuously, spinning towards the sky at an extremely fast speed. However, those fifteen feather blades followed him closely, engaging in a dangerous chase and race in the sky.

After running away like crazy for a minute or two, the speed of the Holy Angel Soul Master began to slow down, and the Feather Blade that was chasing after him suddenly accelerated, drawing a blood mark from his waist, and the other Feather Blades followed closely behind him. back.

At the moment of pain, the Holy Angel Soul Master paused, then roared, the wings behind his back vibrated, and he forcibly turned his body around. The angel lightsaber in his hand danced vigorously, shooting down those feather blades that tried to get close to him. .

"Dang! Dang Dang Dang~"

Continuous crisp collisions sounded in the air. Qian Shaoqi's mouth curled up slightly, and the movement of the baton in his hand became more powerful. In this one, the sound of the collision between the lightsaber and the feather blade was so beautiful, as if it added the most beautiful notes to his silent movement.

Following the beat, the feather blades continued to intersect in the sky, hitting the holy angel soul master's lightsaber again and again. Each hit would randomly shoot out an elemental power, or blazing flame, or high temperature into his body. Is it the cold frost falling from the sky, or the sacred light that can activate these two elements at the same time.

As he was greeted again and again, his complexion became more and more bleak. The dancing of the baton, the sting of the feather blade across his skin, and the severe pain caused by the reaction of the elements in his body made his spirit more and more unstable.

And this is one of the combat skills that Qian Shaoqi inherited almost perfectly from Yuan En Huiyue, known as the War Valkyrie.

——Death music!

This is the most perfect combat skill that belongs to her alone. On the battlefield, all the weapons collide, the roar of artillery fire explodes, and the silver light dances. She is alone in this chaotic area, with the sharp sword in her hand following. Dance with her.

This is a piece of music without a score. All the sounds on the battlefield will be transformed into its notes. It is elegant yet bloody, lonely yet charming, noble yet terrifying. No one dares to approach her because everything that comes close to her All the creatures fell under her body. They could only tremble at the edge, but unconsciously shifted their gaze to her body, admiring this short-lived beautiful appearance at the cost of their lives.

Fear and excitement coexist, crisis and death accompany each other. This song is unique to the death movement of the War Valkyrie.

Compared with Yuan En Huiyue, Qian Shaoqi's identity has changed from a graceful dancer to a senior performance conductor. The flying feather blade is his musician, his Musical instrument, using the life and blood of his enemies to compose his notes.

The next moment, the baton in his hand passed across the field, and the fifteen feather blades simultaneously issued the final high note to the Holy Angel Soul Master, bringing the performance to an end.