Douluo: To become a god, you must rely on your enemies!

Qian Renxue is the god of angels, not the sun god. It is impossible for her to completely absorb the power of the sun. She can only borrow a small part of it.

But Tang San is different from her. As the God of Anger and in the realm where the God of Anger is inherited, the emotion he has the most is anger.

Coupled with his own unparalleled anger, all the power can be controlled by him.

In the world of gods, although the God of Angels is the main god and the God of Wrath cannot be the main god, their strengths are almost the same.

As the inheritors of the two great gods, who has greater power depends on their foundation before the inheritance.

A hundred-meter-long giant snake, with its huge body formed by the sea of ​​emotions, suddenly came and roared from behind, crashing into the furnace formed by the sun's true fire.

Chi-

A tornado-shaped vortex of white mist suddenly shot up into the sky, and the two extreme energies of the sun's true fire and the power of emotions suddenly exploded in the sky with a diameter of ten thousand meters.

Everything became distorted, and the swirling white mist exploded in the air. All flying creatures within thousands of miles were completely wiped out from this world at this moment.

The space within this range became empty, and the giant snakes transformed by the sun's true fire and the power of clarity disappeared at the same time. Qian Renxue was also sent flying backwards by the strong impact, but she was not surprised but happy.

That's right, Tang San broke free from her Sun True Fire Furnace by counterattacking, but she could clearly feel that under the burning of her Sun True Fire, Tang San's wrathful divine power was greatly consumed, at least much greater than her own consumption.

If both sides are able to recover quickly with the help of their divine powers, this advantage will continue to expand, and then the victory will belong to them.

Tang San's body was already close to the ground. He indeed looked more embarrassed than Qian Renxue. His long black hair draped over his back seemed a little messy. He had to constantly activate the black magic pattern cloak to stabilize his body.

However, his eyes remained calm, and the killing and anger were still suppressed in his eyes.

It seemed that it was not affected by the previous attack.

Qian Renxue held her right arm horizontally at her side, with the Angel Holy Sword in a straight line with her arm, and dazzling red-gold light emanated from every part of her angel suit.

Holding the Holy Sword of Angels in his right hand, he solemnly slashed it downwards, quickly drawing a huge arc with his right shoulder as the center.

A series of afterimages appeared behind the Angel Holy Sword.

When the starting point and the end point of the arc merged, a red-gold halo appeared around Qian Renxue's body.

And within this halo, red-gold light surged instantly, as if the sun fell from the sky and appeared behind Qian Renxue.

"Angel Territory."

Qian Renxue raised the Holy Angel Sword above her head. She would not give Tang San a chance to breathe. The Angel Domain belonging exclusively to the God of Angels was finally released.

The sky suddenly turned completely golden, except for the sun-like red-gold disk behind Qian Renxue that was still so obvious. Even the real sunlight was blocked at this moment.

The sky and earth seemed to be filled with golden light; even the sea in the distance was reflected in golden color.

Tang San felt as if he had returned to the place of inheritance that bestowed him with divine power.

Suddenly, the scene in the sky changed. Under the shining sacred golden light, Qian Renxue's body changed instantly.

One became two, two became four, and in the blink of an eye, countless thousands of feet of snow appeared in the air.

And every Qian Renxue held the angelic holy sword high above her head, and a red-gold disk behind her illuminated the earth. For all the Qian Renxue who appeared, the disk behind them shone in the direction of Tang San.

Tang San felt as if his body suddenly weighed a million pounds, and even with his god-level strength, he was so oppressed that he couldn't breathe.

"Big Sun, Angel, Wan Yang Ling Tian."

Countless Qian Renxue shouted at the same time, and the sound waves rolled in the air. The ground around Tang San's body cracked inch by inch in the sound waves.

Within the area illuminated by the red sun, the entire land was sinking slowly.

Looking up at the sky, Tang San closed his eyes, and the mutated Clear Sky Hammer in his hand slowly pointed to the sky. His face looked a little solemn, and the dark magic patterns on the God of Wrath's armor seemed to come alive.

Especially the cloak on his back, which kept fluttering slightly, and layers of dark halos rippled out from Tang San's body, facing the sky that had turned into a mixture of gold and red gold.

Even the emotional power within this range seemed to be completely suppressed by the angelic realm in the sky.

What can he do?
Qian Renxue didn't even give him a chance to catch his breath and recover his strength.

The attacks were connected seamlessly, and the most terrifying thing was that each attack she launched was more powerful than the previous one.

The mutated Clear Sky Hammer was slowly raised, and the wave-like black light slowly condensed with the mutated Clear Sky Hammer as the center. The black square gem in the center of the mutated Clear Sky Hammer on Tang San's head suddenly lit up.

With his body as the center, the black ripples expanded instantly. The sky was golden, but at this moment, the earth turned completely black. The emotional power that had turned golden under the golden light also returned to its original color.

"The domain of anger."

Black mist quietly rose from the endless darkness, and the originally turbulent sea of ​​emotions suddenly became unusually calm.

A huge shadow slowly emerged from behind Tang San, and all ten spirit rings on his body shone with dazzling brilliance.

At this moment, Tang San's body suddenly became illusory, but his spiritual thoughts became unusually solid.

Qian Renxue had already used the secret of the Angel God, Wan Yang Lingtian, to firmly lock his body.

But suddenly at this moment, Tang San's body became erratic. He was clearly standing there, but it felt unreal.

Wan Yang Ling Tian, ​​after all, has a range, but the black released from Tang San's body ignites the entire world.

Dark energy rose from the ground, and the purest angry energy in this world burst forth, as if another world had been peeled off from the original world.

Just like light versus darkness.

Driven by Tang San's more solid divine sense that surpassed Qian Renxue, it transformed into an endless and huge wave, sweeping up from the direction of the sea of ​​emotions.

"Darkness, angry gods, endless rage."

A deep voice came out of Tang San's mouth. His voice did not seem to have the power to attack, but at this moment, his steady voice became the source of the explosion of power from the sea of ​​emotions.

Ten thousand Yang Lingtian erupted almost at the same time, and the red sun behind each Qian Renxue turned into a huge red-gold meteor that fell from the sky and smashed towards Tang San. At this time, the black waves formed by the entire sea of ​​emotions also surged over.

When fire meets anger, the red sun meets darkness, the true fire of the sun faces the sea of ​​emotions, and the God of Angels faces the God of Angry God.

Completely opposite, but the energy of the same level collided together instantly, and the final result was determined by their absolute power.

With this attack, whether it was Tang San or Qian Renxue, there was absolutely no chance for them to be clever. They could only use all the power they could to collide with the opponent.

Light and darkness, the surging roar even made the entire Douluo Continent tremble. The nearest city was about three hundred miles away, and all the residents clearly saw such a dazzling scene in the distance.

The ground was shaking, as if the world was about to be destroyed, and the civilians in the city fell into extreme panic.

After all, the red sun failed to evaporate all the darkness, but the endless black light quietly swallowed up the countless red-gold meteors.

Qian Renxue was swept into the sky by the black light with a look of disbelief and shock on her face. What she felt was endless anger.

Under the influence of this power of anger, a feeling of tiredness and sleepiness arises spontaneously, as if the anger has released all its power. Now the only wonderful thing is to fall asleep in it.

Qian Renxue bit her tongue tightly, and a red-gold light suddenly burst out from the angel's divine armor. She suppressed the feeling of tiredness and soared into the sky in an instant. Finally, she broke through the black encirclement and turned into a stream of light and rushed into the sky.

However, her divine power and divine consciousness had dropped drastically in the previous black sweep, and it was a drop that she could not feel without any feeling. Only after she got rid of it did she really feel it.

The sky is still golden, that is the golden realm of angels, and the earth is still black, that is the black realm of anger.

Neither of the two god-level experts can use their own domain to destroy the other's domain, they can only use it as an amplification of their own magical skills.

Although he was already at an absolute disadvantage, Tang San turned the tide and not only defeated Qian Renxue's ultimate attack.

He even quietly dissipated a part of her angelic power. Although it did not cause any damage, there was no doubt that Tang San had the upper hand in this collision.

Why is this happening?

Qian Renxue did not launch any more attacks, allowing the six-winged angel behind her to quickly recover her divine power with the help of the illumination of the angel field in the sky.

She didn't understand why, since both of them were gods of the same level, the secret techniques she displayed with her comprehensive advantage could not compete with Tang San.

Is it because he has the support of this world?
"Weird, isn't it?"

Tang San opened his eyes and looked at Qian Renxue in the air with mockery in his eyes. He did not attack again.

Qian Renxue looked at him coldly, pursed her lips, and the angelic power in her body was running wildly, ready to make the next blow at any time.

"In fact, you don't need to be surprised. The reason why the power I can mobilize is stronger than yours is not because I am next to this world. We are all gods. Just like you can mobilize the power of the sun at any time and under any circumstances, I can also mobilize the power of anger anytime and anywhere."

"The reason why I was able to gain the upper hand despite being at a disadvantage with this attack is because of the absolute difference in strength between you and me. Although you and I are both gods, your divine consciousness is inferior to mine. Mobilizing external forces is determined by divine consciousness."

"Your divine consciousness is not as good as mine. The solar power you mobilize is naturally not as much as the anger power I mobilize. How can you possibly defeat me?"

"You are talking nonsense. We are both gods, so why is my divine consciousness not as good as yours?"

Qian Renxue glared angrily.

"You are wishful thinking if you want to influence my confidence."

As she spoke, Qian Renxue stared at Tang San fiercely, catching every detail of his words and observing whether Tang San was at the end of his strength.

However, she was disappointed. Her spiritual sense couldn't even lock onto Tang San's body, and the power of anger released by Tang San did not waver at all, and was immersed in the earth as solid as a rock.

Tang San sneered indifferently.

"You can't help but admit it. Yes, we are both gods, but the process of our becoming gods is completely different. I dare say that in this process, I have experienced far more tests than you."

"In fact, my spiritual power is much higher than yours. As both of us have become gods, our innate advantages can naturally be reflected. As early as when I became a Titled Douluo, my spiritual power was comparable to that of a peak Level 99 Douluo, let alone now."

"Qian Renxue, you are no match for me."

Qian Renxue didn't speak anymore. She forced herself not to listen to Tang San's voice. Every word Tang San said seemed to be shaking her confidence.

Yun Feng and Gu Yuena did not offer any help or even words of comfort when they saw this scene, because that was the fact.

If Qian Renxue wants to break her inner demon, she must defeat Tang San with her own hands.

As expected, the Holy Sword of the Angel was raised again, and thousands of golden lights descended from the sky, shining on Qian Renxue, and the red-gold color gradually turned into pure gold.

The energy fluctuations around Qian Renxue's body also underwent a qualitative change at this moment. A layer of liquid golden light flowed on the angel's divine armor.

Letting out a long roar, Qian Renxue turned around and rushed towards Tang San with the Angel Holy Sword in hand.

Tang San did not wait. The Eight Demon Patterned Cloak behind him moved slightly. He had already appeared in mid-air, pointing the mutated Clear Sky Hammer forward, directly towards Qian Renxue who was diving down.

The two bodies passed each other in the air, until they changed their positions, and a crisp explosion floated from the air.

Tang San's body swayed in the air for a while, and he finally stabilized himself with the help of the magic pattern cloak. Qian Renxue succeeded with one sword, and without stopping, she grasped the hilt of the Angel Holy Sword with both hands.

The whole person completed a gorgeous big turn in the air, and the Angel Holy Sword brought up a series of golden halos and rushed straight towards Tang San to strangle him.

Large-scale skill attacks could not do anything to Tang San. Qian Renxue could only blame it on the fact that this place was too close to the Sea of ​​Emotions. She decided to resolve the battle with close combat.

Suddenly, a black light popped out from Tang San's hand, and his mocking voice rang in Qian Renxue's ears.

"Guanyin has tears."

These four simple words suddenly made Qian Renxue's Holy Angel Sword become scattered, and the golden halo that was originally attacking the enemy instantly shrank.

At the same time, her body suddenly changed direction while spinning rapidly, and the original upward momentum changed to sinking towards the ground.

A hint of fear also appeared on her delicate face. (End of this chapter)