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Present - Slaughter City arc completed.
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Qian Daoliu and Luo Xuanchen collided like two stars in the vast sky.
A great battle between Ultimate Douluos erupted, and the entire sky began to tremble violently. Undoubtedly, these two people had already transcended mortality and reached rank 99 and above. They were truly invincible and dominating the world.
"Kill."
Qian Daoliu shouted coldly, and the aura on his body suddenly changed. It was as sharp and oppressive as an unsheathed sword. The six-winged angel instantly awakened, and the phantom of his Martial Soul was faintly discernible. Six holy wings spread out behind him, filled with a sacred aura of light. Black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red. Nine soul rings shone brightly, releasing a terrifying aura that could devour the heavens and earth. It swept in all directions, causing people to tremble in fear.
Six black and three red. This kind of extreme soul ring configuration was enough to be called the most robust configuration below the god rank. The difference between Qian Daoliu and a rank 100 god was only a golden tenth ring.
"Oh my god. Six black and three red? What kind of terrifying soul ring configuration is this? The Head Consecrator is too powerful."
Everyone from the Martial Spirit Hall looked at the sky in shock.
At the Titled Douluo level, if they obtained a red 100,000-year soul ring, they could dominate the Titled Douluo level—for example, Pope Bibi Dong's ninth soul ring. But now, three red 100,000-year soul rings had appeared on Qian Daoliu's body. This scene was too shocking, overturning many people's worldviews.
"Is this the power of being invincible in the sky …"
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, and their eyes were filled with shock. They felt an extremely terrifying pressure from the nine heavens, and they couldn't help but prostrate on the ground and kowtow to Qian Daoliu.
This person … was almost about to become a god. Many people sighed. A god was not born in the Douluo Continent for thousands of years. Today, everyone was extremely excited to witness a glorious battle between demigods.
"Roar —" Luo Xuanchen let out a long roar that shook the mountains and rivers. The main hall collapsed, and the hills collapsed. An endless fiendish aura spread out. The blood-red demon blade pointed diagonally at the sky, and the same nine rings of light gradually rose from beneath his feet.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, red. An ocean-like majestic pressure crushed everything in its path, causing many people to tremble in fear. This Soul Ring configuration was the same as Bibi Dong's. It was the most potent Soul Ring configuration a Titled Douluo could have. But it couldn't compete with the Thousand Dao School. After all, that person had been invincible for an era and was still an undefeated legend.
And now, Luo Xuanchen would challenge and shatter Qian Daoliu's legend with his own hands.
"Boom."
The scarlet demonic blade slashed through the sky, turning into a river of blood that was hundreds of meters long. Demonic Qi surged, killing intent overflowing, crazily colliding with the Thousand Streams.
"Come out, Angelic Sacred Sword." Qian Dao Liu's eyes were deep, and he did not move. Facing the terrifying attack of the Demon Blade, he was still as calm as ever. He waved his hand, and a golden Holy Sword appeared out of nowhere.
Ancient patterns were engraved on the sword's body, and the True Sun Fire surrounded it. The illusion of a six-winged angel quietly appeared on the Holy Sword, and a sacred and majestic aura spread out.
This peerless Holy Sword surrounded by the True Sun Fire was naturally the Divine Weapon of the Nine Angel Tests—the Angelic Sacred Sword. It was of the same quality as the Demon Blade and Red Rain and was a Divine Weapon. Qian Dao Liu passed the Eighth Divine Trial Examination long ago and was recognized as the Angelic Sacred Sword.
A Soul Ring configuration that left others in the dust, coupled with this Divine Weapon, the Angelic Sacred Sword, was the true capital of Qian Daoliu's invincibility.
"Break." Qian Dao Liu's eyes were like torches, burning fiercely. The Angelic Sacred Sword cut through the starry sky, forming a 900-meter-long golden river of Sword Qi. It was mighty, sweeping through the void, and fiercely collided with the blood-red river of Sword Qi released by the Demon Blade.
"Rumble." It was as if a big bang had occurred in the sky. Tens of thousands of Sword and Blade Qi cut through the air, bringing with them ear-piercing explosions that shook one's eardrums. Endless streams of fire wildly scattered from the sky, falling onto the vast square. The entire ground began to burn. It was a terrifying scene of doomsday destruction.
"Ah. It's on fire."
"Save me."
"Dash, it'll be too late if we're late."
In the square, the spectators who had the mood to watch the show suffered a devastating blow. The battle between the two masters, who were infinitely close to the gods, was too terrifying. The aftermath of the collision was a disaster for the spectators. Hundreds and thousands of people died in the vast collision just now. Their bodies exploded, and flesh and blood splattered everywhere. Rivers of blood flowed in the square, and mountains of corpses and bones were piled up. The scene was chaotic; many people were frightened, covering their heads and running away.
"Boom." Fang Xuan stood in a sea of flames after shattering a meteorite that had fallen from the sky with a single punch. There were corpses and white bones all around him, but he was not affected by the chaos in the outside world. He continued to stare blankly at the sky.
"So strong … Is this the power of a Divine Realm?" Fang Xuan's eyes were blazing. He stared at the two people fighting in the sky without blinking. His heart was filled with desire. A sword that could cut through the nine heavens, a roar that could kill millions of people, and heaven and earth would submit to it. One day, he would also become such a peerless master. Fang Xuan clenched his fists. His eyes were unwavering as he made up his mind. …
Above the void. Qian Daoliu and Luo Xuanchen were fighting. The two were filled with divine light, and their killing intent soared into the sky. It swept through the surroundings, and their peerless battle intent pierced heaven and earth. This was a peerless battle that was evenly matched. The demon blade and the sacred sword collided, producing a resonant sound. Brilliant sparks flew into the sky, and then a string of crimson blood splattered, dyeing that spotless white robe red. Seeing this scene, Fang Xuan's pupils suddenly constricted. "Oh no, the old lunatic is injured."
At the sky's peak, Luo Xuanchen's white robe was stained with blood. His body shook violently, and he suddenly flew hundreds of meters backward. He fell in mid-air as if Qian Daoliu had severely injured him.
"Hehe …" With a light laugh, Qian Daoliu stood high in the sky with a smile. He looked down at Luo Xuanchen, who was sorry, and said with a faint smile, "Looks like you haven't learned your lesson from your grandfather's failure. I, who control the Angel Domain, am invincible in the sky. Whether it's your grandfather or the invincible Tang Chen on land, they are no match for me." This was not an exaggeration, nor was it arrogance. It was an undeniable fact.
The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul had a significant advantage in the air. Coupled with the amplification of the Angel Domain, it could be said that Qian Daoliu was a god in the sky. Logically speaking, Luo Xuanchen should have lured Qian Liu to the ground or fought in the ocean, not choosing to fight in the air, where the latter had the most significant home advantage. But now, he decided to fight in the air with the invincible Qian Daoliu. Fang Xuan was puzzled; he did not know what this old lunatic was planning.
"Back then, my grandfather lost to you because he didn't have a suitable weapon. You passed the eighth rank Angel exam and obtained the approval of the Angel Holy Sword. Although my grandfather's Domineering Sword Martial Soul was strong, it was still a mortal weapon. Now, I also have a Divine Weapon. Today, I will defeat you, the invincible legend, and avenge the humiliation of my Domineering Sword Clan." Luo Xuanchen's eyes were sharp, and his white hair danced in the wind. Countless Gods and Demons' corpses began to float around him, and thousands of stars were destroyed under his feet. He finally used the true power of the demon blade. Billowing demonic energy erupted from the blood-red blade and swept through the surroundings.
"Invincible in the sky? Hahahaha … What a great Invincible in the sky"
With a heroic laugh, Luo Xuanchen held the demon blade and stepped into the air. His nine soul rings flickered and turned into a blood-red lightning bolt that charged towards Qian Liu.
"Today, I will defeat you in your Invincible Sky Domain."
A powerful and firm voice exploded in the sky and spread in all directions, causing countless people to be shocked. He would fight head-on with the invincible Qian Daoliu in the sky. What kind of boldness was this? Everyone was shocked as if they saw a domineering treasured blade … finally unsheathed.