When Qian Daoliu transmigrated into Douluo Continent II, even the evil spirit masters were terrified

Chapter 37 Facing the Undying Poison!

Qian Daoliu looked at Du Busi's high spirits, nodded slightly, and casually tossed the Snow Emperor Embryo to Xu Jiawei: "You keep it safe for me for now."

Xu Jiawei caught it and nodded repeatedly.

"Brother Qian, you must be careful."

"Although I'm reluctant to admit it, it's really impressive that I can't poison this guy. I'm especially careful not to let him get close."

Qian Daoliu hummed in agreement.

He glanced sideways at Poison Undying.

"Let's go."

After speaking, three pairs of golden wings unfolded behind him, and he transformed into a golden ray of light, shooting off in one direction and disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye, leaving only a slowly dissipating golden trail.

"That speed—it's really fast."

Poison Undying was slightly shocked, but he was not to be outdone. He immediately transformed into a green light and followed closely behind. His dark green soul power left a long trail of light behind him, but he was quickly pulled away.

This frustrated him, but no matter what he did, he couldn't catch up. The golden streak of light remained steadily hundreds of feet ahead of him.

Two quarters of an hour later, the thousand streams stopped above a mountain range.

The area is characterized by rolling hills and lush forests.

Below is a narrow valley with a stream meandering through its bottom.

He released his spiritual power to scan the area, confirming that it was deserted for miles around, with only the occasional roar of soul beasts coming from the depths of the dense forest. Only then did he stand still and wait quietly.

After quite a while, Du Busi finally arrived at this place, landing a hundred meters away from Qian Daoliu. The air beneath his feet rippled with a dark green color.

Looking at the indifferent Qian Daoliu, he finally took it seriously.

It should be noted that although the speed of the main body martial soul is not an advantage, with his level 98 cultivation, even if he is not as fast as the strong of the same level, he should not be too far behind.

However, this blond man was able to leave him far behind.

This is not normal.

Unless, the other party's cultivation level is higher than his own!

Poison Undying squinted his eyes.

His gaze swept back and forth over Qian Daoliu.

Stare at the three pairs of golden wings on his back.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Angel Martial Soul, it's quite rare in this era."

"Where did you come from?"

He had a million questions in his mind, but no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't figure out Qian Daoliu's true identity.

Logically speaking, such a strong person should not be unknown, but I just don't remember him.

"Do you know about Angelic Martial Souls?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked, a hint of anticipation in his voice, hoping that Du Busi could give him a good answer.

However, Poison Undying shook his head.

"I do know, but it's all from records in ancient books. To be honest, I've traveled to many places in my life, but you're the only one I've ever met who possesses the Angelic Martial Soul."

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu appeared slightly disappointed.

Since even a sect leader like Poison Undying, a level 98 titled Douluo, has never seen an Angelic Martial Soul.

In this day and age, can we really find more people with angelic martial souls besides Yu Mengdi?

Could it be that the Angel lineage was submerged in the river of history when the Spirit Hall was destroyed ten thousand years ago, and now only exists in ancient books?

As Qian Daoliu pondered these thoughts, the joy he felt upon finding Yu Mengdi today quickly dissipated.

"Hey, are you still going to fight or not?!"

Just then, Du Bu Si's voice rang out, his tone filled with doubt.

Qian Daoliu suppressed his complicated thoughts, raised his eyes, and extended a hand to Du Busi, gesturing for him to begin: "Let's begin."

"snort!"

Seeing Qian Daoliu's behavior, Du Busi felt that he was being looked down upon and felt a surge of anger rising in his heart. He snorted coldly.

"I think you're asking for it!"

He didn't dare to be overconfident, after all, the blond man's cultivation was unfathomable, so he prepared to use all his strength and launch an attack first to test the depth of Qian Daoliu's strength.

Poison Undying roared, "Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body!"

Nine spirit rings then appeared beneath his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black, red, red, red.

The seventh red spirit ring lit up, and his figure instantly grew to thirty meters tall. His robes were stretched open, revealing muscles as hard as granite, making him a veritable giant.

His muscles were clearly defined, with bulging veins, each one throbbing as if flowing not with blood, but with boiling magma.

Poison Undying then unleashed his first soul skill, Body of a Hundred Poisons, his third soul skill, Poison Demon Body, and his fifth soul skill, Golden Body of Ten Thousand Poisons.

He put on a strong layer of defense for himself.

His body changed again, and dark purple-black lines appeared on his dark green skin. These lines intertwined densely, forming strange patterns, as if they were some kind of ancient totem.

A layer of fine, dark green scales also grew on the surface of its skin.

Each scale was the size of a palm, with sharp edges like knives. Thick poisonous mist seeped from between the scales, forming a dark green barrier of poisonous gas around him.

Poison Immortal stood there like an unshakeable poisonous mountain, looking down at Qian Daoliu with a fervent fighting spirit in his eyes.

"I'll teach you to act all high and mighty here. Come on, take this punch!"

After saying that, he suddenly unleashed his enormous fist, smashing it towards Qian Daoliu.

That fist was as big as a room.

The poisonous mist covering the fist condensed into vortexes.

Every vortex was spinning wildly.

Wherever the fist passed, the air was shredded and produced a sharp sonic boom.

call!

Qian Daoliu felt a gust of wind rush towards him, his white robe was blown tightly against his body, his golden hair danced wildly behind him, and his pupils contracted in that instant.

He thought to himself that his original martial soul was indeed domineering.

If that punch landed on him, even he wouldn't feel good.

Qian Daoliu made a decisive move and casually waved his hand, unleashing his second soul skill, Angelic Light Shield.

Then a golden light shield appeared instantly.

He stood between him and Poison Undying's fist.

The light shield is about two zhang in diameter, and its entire body is formed by the condensation of holy light. Its surface is engraved with intricate angelic holy patterns, and it exudes a gentle yet unshakable holy aura.

boom!

The moment the fist made contact with the light shield, a tremendous tremor resounded.

Immediately afterwards, concentric rings of soul power rippled outwards.

The aftershocks swept across the mountains and forests below, snapping towering trees in half, shredding branches and leaves into dust, shattering many rocks, and sending shards of stone flying everywhere. Cracks appeared in the mountain walls, from which shards of stone tumbled down.

click!

Cracks also appeared on the surface of the light shield at this moment.

The crack slowly spread outwards from where the fist struck.

The light shield held out for a moment, but was finally shattered by the giant fist of the Poison Undying, turning into countless golden specks of light.

The forceful impact caused Qiandao Liuxiang to take a step back.

He steadied himself and looked at Poison Undying, who had also been knocked back not far away, and couldn't help but sigh.

"To be able to defeat me with a cultivation level of 98, not bad, you have something to be proud of."