Douluo: Peerless Angel Glory.

The Qiankun Valley of Love was seething with violent fluctuations, and the golden and silver soul powers were endlessly surging towards the Acacia Heartbroken Red. Just as they had vowed at the beginning, the life in the world that best matched the power of the god of love was this flower of infatuated love.

The remnant of the God of Love broke free from his restraints and bestowed the power of the Qiankun Valley of Love on Acacia Heartbroken Red!

With the help of the god of love, Xiangsiduanhong transformed into a human form. She was dressed in a white long dress with scarlet petals like blood and tears stained on the dress. She was extremely beautiful, with a frosty face.

She mobilized the power of the entire Qiankun Valley of Love and pulled out the Nine-Colored Woman hiding in the dark. The God of Love retaliated against her and the Nine-Colored Woman fell to Tang San's side, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and her breath instantly weakened.

Ning Tian, ​​Wu Feng, Ling Qiuxi, Han Ruoruo…all of them escaped the test of Qiankun Love Valley, and looked in confusion and shock at the two men and two women who were confronting each other like mortal enemies.

"Who are those two guys opposite Ling Bai? They look familiar." Xu Sanshi rubbed his chin, looking thoughtful.

"Yes, it looks familiar..."

Wu Feng was very attentive and nodded in agreement after hearing this.

Everyone looked at them, and they all felt that they were far away and close at hand. Suddenly, a flash of light passed through their brains, and Ning Tian and Bei Bei said in unison:
"This is Ning Rongrong's ancestor/Tang San's ancestor!"

As soon as these words were spoken, ten pairs of Caslan's eyes instantly widened to the size of cow's eyes, revealing deep disbelief, but the statue in Shrek Square was a replica and enlargement of the original Shrek Seven Devils, and the two of them were obviously the living Tang San and Ning Rongrong!
Everyone is smart. The two ancestors who became gods ten thousand years ago have appeared. Qiankun Valley of Love and Tang San and Ning Rongrong must be related!
“We are all Shrek students, and many of us are disciples of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Tang Sect. Why are the two ancestors torturing us?”

Xu Sanshi felt aggrieved. If Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er hadn't rescued him in time, he and Beibei would have almost died in Mingdu!
"That female voice must be Ning Rongrong, right?" Wu Fengbao got angry and stopped calling his ancestor. "Just now, during the third level of sincerity, she actually said that my test was to either forget Ling Bai or stay in Qiankun Valley of Love for the rest of my life!"

"What a coincidence, me too." Ling Qiuxi raised her eyebrows slightly.

"And I."

Han Ruoruo said quietly, at this moment her filter towards Tang San and Ning Rongrong's ancestors was completely shattered, and she had no good impression of them at all. Which ancestor could let the younger generation face the Tower of Death directly!
"We are undergoing the same test." Ning Tian said slowly, "It seems that the two ancestors do not agree with Brother Bai being with us, and want to force someone else to take the position."

Her gaze stayed on Wang Dong'er. If everything was planned by the two ancestors, the three minutes of deep and adventurous French kissing might be able to explain something.

"Ancestor Ning Rongrong, have you abandoned the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect?"

Ning Tian sighed secretly, the rise of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was in sight, and what Ning Rongrong had done was to hand over the glorious foundation of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect to others!
"If that's the case, don't blame us for not recognizing you as our ancestor..."

On the other side, Xiangsi Duanchanghong glanced at Ning Rongrong who was vomiting blood, then stared at Tang San steadily, and said with a sigh of regret that things have changed:
"Tang San, the love between you and your wife Xiao Wu is warm and pure, and it has been recognized by my predecessor.

As time passed, the boy from ten thousand years ago became a god, but he forgot the beauty of love and used it as a bargaining chip to limit his fate. "

Tang San's expression also became extremely cold, and he shouted in a deep voice:
"The power of destiny between humans and soul beasts is related to the rise and fall of Douluo Continent and even the God Realm. Only by controlling the destiny of soul beasts with the destiny of humans and feeding back the destiny of humans and the God Realm with the destiny of soul beasts and dragon gods, can the God Realm prosper forever!

Lovesickness, I advise you not to... help the tyrant!"

The blue-gold divine power surged out like the sea, instantly suppressing the remaining energy of the god of love in the Qiankun Wenqing Valley. Acacia's red face was tense as she resisted wave after wave of what seemed like an endless supply of the power of the god of the sea.

As a God King with two gods in one, Tang San was naturally much better than the God of Love. Holding the Seagod Trident, he looked down at Ling Bai from above:

"Ling Bai, you are the descendant of an evil demon. As a law enforcer in the divine world, I could kill you to set the world right!
However, God is merciful. I give you a chance to mend your ways, marry Xiao Qi, and pass on the throne of the Sea God to you. Since you refuse, I can only use my own method.

The fate of mankind cannot be lost, so split your soul in two.

Half of it is molded into the kind and obedient child of destiny, and the other half carries all your filthiness and evil!

Eliminate evil and preserve good, and in this way, the great plan can be accomplished!"

Before he finished speaking, Tang San transformed into a blue-gold phantom and appeared in front of Ling Bai in the blink of an eye. The Poseidon Trident was raised, shining with a dazzling golden light all over. The tip of the trident was as sharp as if tearing apart the soul, and it came down towards Ling Bai's spiritual sea with the power of thunder!

"Ding--"

The Poseidon Trident stopped in front of Ling Bai's forehead, unable to move any further. A hint of surprise suddenly flashed across Tang San's eyes. It was absolutely impossible for a super artifact to be defeated in front of a human!
"Accident?"

Ling Bai forced a cold smile, and the golden and silver light of Qiankunwenqing Valley flickered at an uneasy frequency, casting shadows that were sometimes tall and straight humans, and sometimes terrifying giant monsters!
Chains of purple-gold light were like swimming dragons, converging into a purple-gold crown. The dragon roared passionately, and the dragon's might shook the heavens and the earth!

Crown of the Dragon King!

"boom--"

A giant dragon descended from the sky. The wind and clouds changed color, the mountains and rivers trembled, and the world held its breath at the arrival of this king.

A giant purple-gold dragon emerged from the clouds, wantonly displaying the majesty and power of the Dragon King. The dragon's body was as majestic as a mountain range, and every dragon scale was shining with a metallic luster. The dragon's wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun, accompanied by a howling strong wind, rolling up huge waves, and the heaven and earth trembled!

The Dragon King is born, and the holy wrath is against the scales!

The Crown of the Dragon King embodies the divine power of the Water and Fire Dragon Kings, and contains the indomitable spirit and strength of the two Dragon Kings. The first skill, Dragon Will, protects Ling Bai's spiritual sea. Even the Trident of Poseidon cannot cut through the protection of the Water and Fire Dragon Kings. The second skill, Holy Wrath Scales, is a pure attack, which unleashes a fatal blow against the two Dragon Kings!
With Ling Bai's current Soul Douluo cultivation, he is far from being able to support the Holy Wrath Scale. The Water and Fire Dragon King took this into consideration and charged the Dragon King's Crown with the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire like a modern rechargeable soul guide, giving Ling Bai a chance to release the Holy Wrath Scale!
After entering Qiankun Love Valley, Ling Bai has been brewing the Holy Wrath Scale. As long as Tang San has any plans against him, he will definitely show up!

"Defaming true love, calculating offspring, plotting fate!
Tang San, you have already found your way to death!"

The reverse scale is a symbol of the dragon clan's dignity and also the source of their anger. When the reverse scale is touched, the anger in the chest of the purple-gold dragon formed by the fusion of the water and fire dragon kings is like a volcanic eruption, unstoppable.

Along with the roar of the Dragon King, thunder and lightning intertwined in the Qiankun Valley. Every explosion of thunder seemed to bombard Tang San's soul. The dragon's eyes burned with raging flames, and the fire of holy wrath burned away all disrespect and blasphemy. The dragon claws cut through the sky and attacked Tang San, leaving indelible traces wherever they passed!
"boom--"

The Holy Wrath Scales instantly turned Tang San into ashes, leaving Ning Rongrong trembling in fear, and screamed fiercely: "Let me go, I am your ancestor!"

"Whose ancestor are you? I have never heard of an ancestor who made things difficult for the younger generation. You also have the way to die!"

The person who invented the way to die is truly a genius. Before he knew it, Ling Bai had almost become accustomed to using these four words. If he sees someone he doesn't like, he'll just throw him over and kill him!

The huge purple-gold dragon claw swept across, and Ning Rongrong was turned into a nine-colored smoke and dissipated.

God Realm, Poseidon Temple.

"Puchi-"

Tang San's body suddenly began to tremble violently, blood gushing out of his seven orifices. Xiao Wu was shocked and hurriedly supported her husband, patted his back, and asked anxiously:

"Third brother! Third brother, what's wrong with you!"

"I'm fine, I just had a little problem with my training. Please ask the Goddess of Life to come over. I need her help."

"Okay...Okay! I'll go right away!"

Sensing Xiao Wu's breath fading away, Tang San finally couldn't help but spit out several mouthfuls of golden divine blood. The God Realm had a clear rule that gods were not allowed to descend to the mortal world, and with the God of Destruction watching closely, he couldn't blatantly violate the rules.

Tang San and Ning Rongrong in Qiankun Valley of Love are both clones of their souls, carrying part of their souls and divine power. The destruction of their clones by the Holy Wrath Scale is not fatal to them, but the serious injuries to their souls caused by the demise of their clones require time to nourish and recover.

One day in the divine world is equal to one year on the mainland. By the time his soul was healed, Ling Bai had already reached his home!
Enduring the severe pain that felt like his soul was being torn apart, Tang San gnashed his teeth and said:

"Dragon clan, what a dragon clan!
The soul beasts still have some strength to fight. Targeting the soul beasts is indeed the right choice. The fate of mankind is in Ling Bai's hands, and the fate of the soul beasts must be taken into account..."

Douluo Continent, Qiankun Valley of Love.

All eleven people were safe and sound. Under Wu Feng's questioning, Ling Bai tried his best not to reveal too many secrets and succinctly recounted the events of Qiankun Wenqing Valley. Everyone, including the Tang Sect, pricked up their ears and listened to every word.

After saying this, they felt that the Tang San described by Ling Bai was very different from the image of the bright, righteous and majestic sea god promoted by Shrek Academy. They were almost not the same person. However, the evidence was before their eyes and their personal experience could not be false.

Beibei's straight spine bent, the revered Lord Poseidon collapsed, and the loyal believers were in despair.

"It's really too much. Ning Rongrong actually helped Tang San to bully our Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect!" Wu Feng was full of resentment.

Ning Tian said calmly: "According to the ancient records of the sect, Ning Rongrong did not leave any bloodline in the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Ten thousand years have passed, and the blood connection between our main branch and hers is so weak that it can be ignored, but Tang San is her sworn brother who shared life and death with her.

As long as she doesn't destroy the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, I think she shouldn't go against Tang San's will.

However, she, the Nine-Colored Goddess, does not care about the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, so I will report the truth to my mother. Whether my mother agrees or not, at least from my generation on, Ning Rongrong will no longer enjoy the offerings from the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's ancestral hall, and her name will be erased from the Ning family tree."

Ning Tian's style of doing things became more and more fierce and decisive, and he was becoming more and more like a clan leader. Ling Bai was very pleased with this. He walked towards the stunning woman who was the incarnation of Acacia Heartbroken Red and chuckled:
"Thank you, Acacia Heartbroken Red."

Acacia Heartbroken Red controlled the Qiankun Valley of Love, which was equivalent to cutting off one of Tang San's arms. The Holy Wrath Scale then destroyed Tang San's three souls without any hindrance, leaving him with no energy to interfere with the lower realms, buying time for the road to becoming a god, so Acacia Heartbroken Red was mentioned in the credit book.

Hearing Ling Bai's thanks, Xiangsiduanchanghong snorted and said:
"I am not helping you, I am protecting the faith you hold on to. True love cannot be tarnished. Love needs the care of two people, not the test of a third party.

I want to thank you for bringing me to Qiankunwenqing Valley, which is a place more suitable for me to grow up than Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire. From now on, I will feel the power of the god of love here and protect this pure land of true love.

Okay, I'll open the door for you, go home quickly."

A golden and silver gate rose from the ground in Qiankun Wenqing Valley. Everyone walked through the gate and left Qiankun Wenqing Valley.

It was dawn outside, the scorching sun had replaced the bright moon, and outside the Qiankunwenqing Valley, what greeted everyone was not the smiling faces of their teachers and comrades, but a roaring battlefield!
The cold wind was chilling, the evil spirit was as thick as clouds, the artillery fire was endless, and sparks of destruction were exploding!
"What's happening here……"

The people who walked out of Qiankun Wenqing Valley were subconsciously stunned for a few seconds. The powerful auras fought each other. The figure wrapped in the silver light shield was entangled with a towering green ancient tree. The Dark Holy Dragon wrestled with the Taotie Divine Bull. The Green Shadow Divine Eagle avoided the death-like beam. The Azure Ivy King fought against the Dark Crow. There was also the Golden Hawksbill Turtle, the Azure Flame Dragon, and the Black Dragon Shield...

Familiar martial spirits are locked in a tough battle!

Ling Bai looked around and saw familiar faces everywhere. All the members of the Holy Spirit Cult were present, including Death Douluo Ye Xishui, Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao, Holy Spirit Cult Leader Zhongli Wu, and the only five remaining elders, Crow Douluo, Underworld Douluo, Netherworld Douluo, Ten Thousand Souls Douluo, and Hatred Douluo.

The eight elders, the twelve priests, and the once-mighty Holy Spirit Church, under the heroic and wise leadership of Death Prison Douluo, were either killed or imprisoned, leaving only a few pitiful people.

The Sun-Moon Empire also sent powerful reinforcements, including Starry Sky Douluo Ye Yulin, Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan... a total of five ninth-level soul mentors!

The silver light that was fighting against Jianmu Douluo, if Ling Bai guessed correctly, was the founder of Mingde Hall, the father of contemporary soul guides of the Sun-Moon Empire, Silver Moon Douluo Kong Deming!
In addition to the four major forces of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Shrek Academy, the Holy Spirit Church, and the Sun-Moon Empire, the Xing Luo Empire also showed up.

They chose to break out from the west, and seeing that war was inevitable, four Star Titles joined the battle and fought with the enemy.

The moment the eleven people walked out of Qiankun Wenqing Valley, the Holy Spirit Sect Leader Zhongli Wu immediately smelled a sacred breath that made him physically nauseous. He locked his eyes with Ling Bai from a distance, slapped the giant Douluo Cheng Gang in front of him, and the whole person penetrated the blood mist, and his 98th level soul power fully exploded, swooping down with bloodshot eyes!

"Seraphim, today is the day you die!"

(End of this chapter)