Chapter 310 The sky cleared up, the rain stopped, and Bibi Dong felt that she was fine again

"Can you do it?"

Nine soul rings, eight black and one red, lit up under Qian Xunji's feet. A huge six-winged angel martial soul appeared behind him, and three pairs of wings appeared behind him. If you look closely, you can see that behind the three pairs of wings, there are six wings as thin as cicada wings with bright golden patterns.

"Six-winged purple light wings!"

Qianxunji raised the corner of his mouth, "I feel very comfortable using your external soul bone. It also gave me a gift, but I don't know if you have time to see this gift."

Bibi Dong's teeth were chattering, her eyes were filled with murderous intent, nine soul rings under her feet, two red, three black, and one red, three black, lit up, and a Rakshasa martial soul the same size as a six-winged angel appeared behind her.

Qianxunji's face became more serious. As expected, my six-winged angel was suppressed, and its fighting power was suppressed by at least two levels. The ugly and ferocious lines of green fangs on Bibi Dong's face disappeared completely. Could it be that this was the reason why her Rakshasa Divine Martial Spirit suppressed my six-winged angel? Her Rakshasa Divine Martial Spirit has advanced! ?
Angel spirits can improve their cultivation and spirit level by killing fallen angels, and they can also evolve. The same can be said for the six-winged angels' nemesis, the Rakshasa spirit. However, what did Bibi Dong do to successfully evolve the first-level spirit of the Rakshasa? It is simply unimaginable.

This is of course unimaginable. For fifteen years, Ning Fengzhi had been a Bone Douluo, living in a secret room in turn; she had been tortured for months as the Sea Warlock Douluo on Sea God Island by an illusion that made her collapse; she had been torn to pieces by Qian Xunji and beaten countless times; her beloved Yu Xiaogang had died; the whole continent knew about her experience and was socially dead in the whole continent; she was beaten up by Poseidon; she was beaten up by Tang Chen; she learned about the tragic experiences that might happen to her apprentice and daughter.

After all, Bibi Dong went through so much suffering, so much pain, and so much torture, and finally reached the realm of Ultimate Douluo. Let the Rakshasa Divine Martial Soul surpass the original realm and take that step. Who wants to try such hardships?
Tang San still wants to become the successor to the Rakshasa throne? The pain he endured and the resentment that gushed out of his heart were just a tiny part compared to Bibi Dong.

"Qianxunji is about to die! Rakshasa territory, God of Killing territory, open!"

"Holy Sword, Angel Realm, open."

Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong officially fought each other. More than 99 years have passed since then, and a battle between powerful Titled Douluo level broke out again on the mainland.

Boom boom boom!
In the Haotian Sect Mountains, Bai He, Yang Wushuang and others stared with wide eyes in shock at the battle between the Seraphim Martial Spirit and the Rakshasa Martial Spirit in the distance. The terrifying energy ripples were overwhelming, and the vegetation thousands of meters below the two sides was constantly destroyed, the ground was overturned, and the clouds at the top were blown away. It was like a doomsday scene.

From afar, it looked as if a golden sun was fighting against a purple-black sun. The sound of the eruption, even though it was so far away, seemed to be right in front of them.

"This is the fight between level 99 Title Douluo!"

"Oh my god, that's scary."

Bai He, Yang Wushuang and others released their martial spirits, and the spirit rings under their feet lit up, surrounding Qian Renchuan's body, releasing their spirit power to form a circle of barriers to protect him while absorbing the spirit rings. The absorption of the spirit ring must not be affected by anything, and the fighting of the Extreme Douluo was powerful enough to spread over a thousand meters.

At this distance, the two Soul Douluos Bai He and Yang Wushuang can definitely hold on, but the weak disciples of Haotian Sect may not be able to do so.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The sound of fighting in the distance exploded like thunder, and small hills were split and flattened. The fighting storm between the two seemed to be approaching the Haotian Sect Mountains, and even more powerful energy ripples swept over.

There was a strong wind in the Haotian Sect Mountains, with flying sand and rocks.

A pale-faced disciple of the Haotian Sect asked: "How long will it take for His Royal Highness the Saint Son to absorb all the spirit rings!"

"Hold on! We must hold on!"

Yang Wushuang roared. If the soul ring absorption process was interrupted, the person would be seriously injured at best, or even have his meridians severed, becoming a cripple. If that happened, they would probably die at the hands of Qianxunji if they didn't die at Tang Chen's hands. "It's far, far away. The battle between the Great Elder and Bibi Dong is far away from the Haotian Sect Mountains!"

Yang Wudi, Bai He and others felt the energy ripples weakening. They looked up and saw the golden sun moving away from the Haotian Sect Mountains. The purple-black sun was chasing them, and surprise appeared on their faces.

"clang!"

There was another sharp metal collision sound, and Qianxunji flew backwards a hundred meters again. This was of course intentional. Bibi Dong's strength had surpassed him. The Rakshasa Domain and the Killing God Domain also suppressed his six-winged angel, but Bibi Dong was not able to beat him. In addition, Qianxunji was far superior to Bibi Dong in one aspect, and that was speed.

Angels are known as the overlords of the sky, and their air combat capabilities are above the Rakshasa Divine Martial Soul. Qianxunji is also equipped with an external soul bone taken from Bibi Dong, the six-winged purple light wings, which increases his speed dramatically, far surpassing Bibi Dong.

The six-winged purple wings behind Qianxunji, who was flying backwards, shook, and he quickly adjusted his body shape and fought with Bibi Dong again, constantly retreating.

"I see. So you want to distance yourself from your little bastard and create an environment for him to absorb spirit rings."

Bibi Dong has quite rich combat experience. If she couldn't see Qianxunji's plan for several times in a row, she would be an idiot.

Bibi Dong suddenly remembered Tang Hao's move in the first week in front of the Pope's palace, where he killed seven enemies with one hammer and attacked them without hesitation. The corners of her mouth curled up and she suddenly rushed towards the direction of the Haotian Sect mountain range.

"Since you're so worried about that little bastard, I'll take care of him first!"

"Bibi Dong!"

An extremely bright golden light suddenly burst out from Qianxunji's body. The golden light was extremely sacred and bright, and its aura increased rapidly. The angel realm received a huge increase, pushing back the two realms of Rakshasa and God of Death. This was the power of an angel.

With a distance of hundreds of meters, Qianxunji caught up with Bibi Dong in a breath and blocked the road leading to the Haotian Sect Mountains.

Bibi Dong's lips curled up slightly, anticipating Qian Xunji's actions. The first soul ring under her feet suddenly lit up, and the sickle in her hand ignited with green flames. Wherever the sickle passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, and a purple-green moon blade hundreds of meters long was chopped out.

"What's the use of divine power? Qianxunji will die! Rakshasa's evil will be slashed!"

Qianxunji frowned. Bibi Dong's moves were all directed towards the Haotian Sect's mountains. He couldn't use his speed advantage to dodge and could only take it head-on.

"Azure Nirvana Thunder!"

The hundred thousand year soul bone in Qianxunji's torso lit up, and along with a cow's howl, blue thunder rushed in all directions. As soon as the blue thunder touched the purple-black moon blade, it was split apart like tofu.

A hundred thousand year soul skill adds power to the soul skills of an ordinary Douluo, but has limited effect on an Extreme Douluo.

(End of this chapter)