Chapter 183 8-winged Angel

Chapter 183 8-winged Angel

Qian Daoliu's ninth soul ring flickered, and the Gate of Heaven, which had resisted Yang Dong's dark sky wave eye before, appeared again.

The ninth soul skill was originally not the Gate of Heaven, but after receiving the blessing of the Angel God, it became this skill. In addition to super defense, the most important function of this skill is actually communication.

At the moment when the Gate of Heaven appeared, the holy fire ignited on Qian Daoliu's body again, and a strange energy was transmitted from the Gate of Heaven to Qian Daoliu's body.

boom!

In addition to the three pairs of holy wings, a new pair of wings grew again, and surging power filled Qian Daoliu's body.

Eight-winged angel!

The eight-winged angel, the third-level god under the angel's seat, the moment the eight wings appeared, all the light between the heavens and the earth concentrated on his body.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu was blessed with the power of a third-level god, and he became a new angel.

"This is divine power."

Qian Daoliu felt the power in his body as if intoxicated. Compared with his previous self, there was a huge gap. The only pity was that he could only maintain this state for three minutes.

However, three minutes was enough to deal with Yang Dong on the opposite side, because he had gained the power of the gods.

boom!

A simple and rough punch came out of Qian Daoliu's hand, and Wu Yue, Yunxi and the others who stood in front of him were easily torn apart like a thin piece of paper.

After being torn apart, in the abyss world, the bodies of Wu Yue and others spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their faces turned pale.

Although the main body will not die when the soul is divided, it will definitely not be easy.

"Is this the power of the gods?"

At this moment, they are more urgent to become gods.

On Douluo Continent, Carlo finally blocked Qian Daoliu's punch, but his body also became illusory.

"Are you also a god?"

Qian Daoliu snorted lightly, with a contemptuous smile on his face.

Is this Yang Dong's trump card?Even reached the god level.

"However, you are too weak!"

Qian Daoliu took another step forward, and the eight wings on his back radiated immeasurable light, making him even more sacred.

He raised his fist again and threw it at Carlo.

The gap is too big, the eight-winged angel is the bottom of the third-level gods, but compared with Carlo, who has just reached the god-level, the eight-winged angel is still invincible.

boom!

The smoke disappeared. Under Qiandaoliu's attack, Carlo was unable to resist this time. His soul was shattered and disappeared from the Douluo Continent.

"The next one is you."

Qian Daoliu's eyes were sharp, and he looked at Yang Dong standing on Buraxiu with bright eyes.

From the time he received the blessing of divine power to the time he defeated Carlo, the process only lasted five seconds. Five seconds was a bit insignificant for him who had a three-minute time limit.

The people on the ground were dumbfounded, is this the real strength of Angel Douluo?

The holy light on his body made people want to surrender. They watched Qian Daoliu kill four strong-breathed guys with just two punches.

"terrible."

"I'm afraid only Tang Chen can fight against such an existence, right?"

Seeing Qian Daoliu displaying his supernatural power, the expressions of the people below became bitter, especially Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Now he knows how ridiculous his actions are in front of these people with absolute power .

All calculations will eventually be smashed by the iron fist.

Yang Dong was stared at by Qian Daoliu, and his scalp was numb. The eight-winged angel had power comparable to that of a third-level god. What he was most worried about finally happened.

Qian Daoliu had indeed mastered the means of communicating with the gods, and was even able to borrow the power of the gods.

"Boundary between ghosts and gods!"

Sitting and waiting is not Yang Dong's style. Several ghost formations turned into colorful beams of light, creating a ghost barrier that Yang Dong hasn't used for a long time.

"Burash, it's up to you."

Yang Dong said cautiously.

The only thing he can rely on now is the seventh evil god, Buraxiu. Although his eighth and ninth spirit rings have been condensed, it is a pity that he can't use any of the skills of these two spirit rings.

He has already used three of the four major skills, and now there is only one blood energy skill that has great limitations and has not been used.

It's not far from the end of the mountain.

"My lord, don't worry, it's just a birdman with eight wings. If I kill him, there will be if not ."

The value of the existence of the ghost barrier is actually to strengthen the fighting power of Buraxiu, and that strong defensive ability is incidental to Qiandaoliu's gate of heaven.

Although Bilaxiu said this, his expression became serious.

Its current strength is about the same as that of a third-level god, but it may not be able to win the opponent steadily.

However, if it is forced to a certain extent, it still has an ultimate hole card.

But it doesn't want to use this kind of trick that hurts the enemy one thousand and self-damages eight hundred unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Roar!"

Buraxiu let out a roar, and his huge body collided with Qian Daoliu.

The battle between the two did not produce huge energy fluctuations like before, but it was much more dangerous than before.

In more than ten seconds, the two fought hundreds of times.

The surrounding space became fragmented, Qian Daoliu pulled back a certain distance, and the sacred fire on his body was successfully transformed into the real fire of the sun after being blessed by the power of the gods!

"Fire Sun's Judgment!"

The sacred sword in Qian Daoliu's hand absorbed the true sun fire, and in the next moment, the compressed real sun fire was thrown out by him, transformed into a flaming sword and stabbed at Buraxiu.

"Crack!"

"Such a weak sun is really hot, do you have the nerve to use it?"

Under Qian Daoliu's watchful eyes, Buraxiu swallowed the flaming sword pretending not to care, and pain flashed from the corner of his eyes.

After all, he is also an existence of the same level, and Sun Zhenhuo is notoriously domineering, how could he really show him that he is so relaxed.

"Since that's the case, then I'll show you the strong ones!"

Qian Daoliu's expression remained unchanged, he flapped the eight-winged wings on his back, and the real sun fire that originated from the sun burst out from his body again.

But different from before, this time the real fire of the sun began to burn itself.

His whole body was dyed with a layer of golden fireworks, which is a necessary magical skill for angels, and its name is golden apotheosis.

Angels all have the ability to use the true fire of the sun. Golden deification is to let the true fire of the sun burn several bodies and become a golden angel. However, the true fire of the sun is too overbearing and can be maintained for a short time.

The current Qian Daoliu has used this trick, transformed into a golden eight-winged angel, and his power is already among the best among the third-level gods.

"Can you still stop me?"

There was a hint of pain in Qian Daoliu's golden eyes. He stood proudly in the sky and looked at Bola Xiu with contempt.