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

Chapter 54 Ninth Soul Skill, Angel's Breath!

The phoenix and thunder in the sky are no better off.

The former, whose cultivation level was as high as 97, was affected, but at least he still retained the ability to move. He gritted his teeth and could barely hold his own against Mu En.

The latter is in a terrible situation.

Ming Lei was only level 92. He could barely stand in the golden light. The dark lightning flickered on his fist. Furthermore, the purification effect of the golden light caused a flaw in his attack, which was seized by Mu En.

The Holy Dragon of Light's claws slammed down with immense force.

He was knocked so hard that he crashed from the sky into the Sea God Lake.

With a deafening roar, a huge splash of water erupted from the lake's surface.

The water column shot up tens of meters high.

At this moment, the tide of battle turned completely.

The teachers and students of Shrek Academy were all stunned.

Zhongli Wu, who was hiding in the shadows, was dumbfounded.

Fengling lost her helper and was repeatedly defeated.

Just when everyone was wondering what was going on.

Qian Daoliu's figure slowly rose into the sky, his three pairs of golden wings fully unfurled, casting down a sky full of soft holy light.

Looking at the current situation, he sighed softly again.

Admittedly, Qian Daoliu had previously considered standing by and doing nothing, but his conscience wouldn't allow him to do so.

There are also many students in their teens and twenties at Shrek Academy.

Those children have no connection to the grudges from ten thousand years ago.

They were ultimately too powerless against the evil spirit masters.

Qian Daoliu inherited the glory of the angels and could not stand by and watch these children be harmed, so he chose to take action.

He turned his gaze to the distance, his golden eyes locking onto a dark void, his tone icy.

"Get out here!"

The voice wasn't loud, but it contained a chilling pressure that made people's hearts tremble.

Zhongli Wu was still in a daze when he suddenly heard this shout. The soul tool he was using to hide collapsed instantly, and he stumbled, revealing his figure.

Qian Daoliu looked closely and saw that it was a thin, emaciated young man with a gloomy face. His skin was an unhealthy grayish-white color and clung tightly to his bones.

This person had deep-set eyes, dark purple pupils that gleamed with a cold, malevolent light, and withered, claw-like hands with long, black fingernails. A faint aura of death swirled around him.

"So it was you!"

Zhongli Wu squinted, looking at the three pairs of golden wings behind Qian Daoliu, his pupils contracting.

Such a striking feature.

It would be strange if he still couldn't recognize Qian Daoliu's identity.

The other party must be the Title Douluo with the Angelic Martial Soul that Jing Hongchen mentioned.

"Fuck you, Mirror of the Mortal World!"

Zhong Liwu couldn't help but swear.

He really couldn't help it.

Because Jing Hongchen kept saying that Qian Daoliu was just a Title Douluo, but judging from the power of that domain just now, it was pure bullshit.

Title Douluo?

Once the domain was activated, anyone below the Soul Saint level was instantly killed, Soul Douluo lost their fighting ability, and even he, at level 98, almost couldn't withstand it.

Qian Daoliu should be at least a Super Douluo!

Moreover, it's definitely not level 95 or 96. Conservatively speaking, it's level 97, like Feng Ling, or even level 98, like him.

Otherwise, normally speaking, even if the Angelic Martial Soul counters the Evil Soul Master, if the level difference is too large, it shouldn't have much of an impact on oneself.

Zhongli Wu never imagined that Qian Daoliu was level 99.

After all, this is too terrifying.

He didn't dare to even think about it.

With a level 99 Angelic Martial Soul, let alone him, even if you called his mother over, she would be nothing but a lamb to the slaughter. Perhaps only Long Xiaoyao can rival him.

"very good."

"You filthy bedbugs have all come out."

"Go to hell, all of you."

Qian Daoliu scanned the area, his gaze sweeping over the screaming evil spirit masters, Youming, Wanhun, Minglei who had just crawled out of the Sea God Lake, Fengling, and others, before finally settling on Zhongli Wu's disgusting face.

He would reason with other Soul Masters when they fought, but when faced with these filthy insects, even uttering a single extra word made him feel like ants were crawling all over his body.

That was a deep-seated loathing.

It is a rejection etched into the very essence of the Angelic Martial Soul.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu's aura rose at a visible speed, his body was enveloped in a layer of almost tangible golden halo, and his three pairs of huge golden wings were fully spread out behind him, each feather flowing with a liquid-like holy light.

Eight black and one red spirit rings rose from his feet and slowly rotated around his body.

Especially that 100,000-year-old red ninth spirit ring, its red light flickering like a beating heart, radiating a suffocating pressure.

His blond hair moved without wind, his eyes were cold and majestic, he raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers interlaced, and a deep and sacred voice came from his mouth.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Angel's Breath!"

Before he could finish speaking...

A phantom image appeared behind Qian Daoliu.

It's not a six-winged angel.

It is an angel god!

The phantom was a hundred feet tall, reaching to the sky and standing upright.

A humanoid six-winged angel, unlike the true form of an angel.

The phantom of the angel god was even larger and more majestic, its face blurred, but its golden eyes were clearly visible, looking down upon all living beings with compassion and indifference.

The next second, the phantom of the angel god suddenly solidified.

It became a hundred times taller than Sendoru himself.

Then He slowly opened His eyes, and two golden beams of light shot straight into the sky, dyeing the entire sky pure gold.

Immediately afterwards, the phantom of the angel god opened its arms, and endless divine energy surged out from its body, as if a second sun had appeared in the sky.

Golden light spread in all directions like a tide, and countless golden angel feathers fell from the sky, dense and overwhelming, even creating a phantom-like fragmented scene in the sky.

The phantom of the angel god parted its lips slightly, and immediately streams of golden energy flowed out, clearly targeting all the evil spirit masters present.

Holy crap!

Zhongliwu, Fengling, Minglei, Youming, and Wanhun were all stunned when they saw the phantom of the angel god, and they screamed uncontrollably.

They couldn't understand or imagine that this was a soul skill that a human could use. The pressure emanating from that phantom had already transcended the scope of soul skills!

The overwhelming pressure nearly robbed them of their will to fight; their legs went weak, and they couldn't even muster the thought of running away.

"Damn it, stop standing there, attack!"

Zhongli Wu was the first to react, knowing that if he took the attack head-on, he would surely die, and he absolutely could not sit idly by and wait to die.

He roared.

"Bone Dragon King!"

Then, a ferocious and terrifying bone dragon flew out from the void beside him.

The bone dragon was pieced together from countless white bones, with eerie green flames burning in its eye sockets. Its body was filled with the power of wind and fire, and it let out a hoarse dragon roar as it charged directly towards the nearest golden stream of air.

"roar!"

But it was only for a fleeting moment.

The skeleton shattered instantly.

The bone dragon let out a final, mournful howl.

The dragon's bones, comparable to those of Vajra, shattered inch by inch amidst the golden light.

The bone dragon was immediately reduced to a shower of bone fragments.

Zhongli Wu was terrified when he saw this. He never expected that his Bone Dragon King, which was comparable to a ferocious beast, could not even last a second against Qian Daoliu's ninth soul skill.