Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

"The power of God is boundless."

Qian Xunji's six golden wings flapped violently, and he transformed into a golden streak of light, disappearing from the spot.

When he reappeared, he was already above Yu Xiaoheng's head.

The angelic holy sword, carrying the force of splitting the heavens and earth and imbued with holy fire, slammed down heavily towards Yu Xiaoheng's head.

The scorching heat dried up the air within a radius of several miles.

Yu Xiaoheng stood still, not looking up at the falling giant sword.

He did not dodge.

He clenched his right fist, and a purple-gold light condensed on the knuckles.

"boom!"

Yu Xiaoheng's right fist collided head-on with Qian Xunji's Angelic Holy Sword.

The parched land below collapsed at that moment, forming a huge crater thousands of meters in diameter.

Smoke and dust filled the sky.

Qian Xunji felt an overwhelming force emanating from the Angelic Holy Sword.

His body retreated more than a dozen steps in mid-air, each step leaving a crack in the void.

On the other hand, consider Yu Xiaoheng.

He simply floated back a few dozen meters and stood steadily in mid-air.

On his right fist, the purple-gold dragon scales were faintly visible, and there was no damage.

"Is this the power of God?"

Yu Xiaoheng slowly withdrew his fist, looked at Qian Xunji, and spoke calmly.

"If this is all there is to it, then your title of god is rather undeserved."

Upon hearing this, Qian Xunji's face darkened.

He became a god to trample all his opponents underfoot, not to be humiliated by a mortal here.

"Insanity!"

Qianxun shouted angrily.

A golden, sacred realm unfolded, dyeing the entire sky pure gold.

Within this area, the temperature of the sacred fire increased several times, surging towards Yu Xiaoheng with an overbearing aura that purified everything.

As Yu Xiaoheng felt the temperature around him rising, his soul power began to boil.

That's the kind of pressure he needs.

Only a god-level opponent could allow him to become familiar with the surging power within his body.

"Dragon Domain Raid, open."

Yu Xiaoheng silently recited in his heart.

In an instant, the dark red domain power centered on him and forcefully expanded.

The crimson domain and the golden sacred domain collided violently in mid-air.

"Zizi...Zizi..."

The two different types of domains rubbed against each other, producing a series of popping sounds.

Qian Xunji was horrified to discover that his sacred domain was being forcibly torn apart upon contact with the dark red domain.

Not only that.

Negative emotions welled up in his heart.

The fighting spirit within him was being stripped away by that dark red domain.

Meanwhile, the aura emanating from Yu Xiaoheng began to surge wildly as the domain expanded.

"What exactly is this field?"

Qianxunji was greatly shocked.

He had never heard of any domain that could suppress the domain of a god-level powerhouse.

Before he could figure it out, the sky suddenly darkened.

"Boom—!"

Countless dark purple lightning bolts condensed within the crimson domain, carrying an aura of destruction, and locked onto Qian Xunji.

These tribulation lightning bolts contained the effects of forced defense penetration and mental pressure. Even Qian Xunji, after becoming a god, felt a deadly threat.

Chapter 606 Let's Die Together

"Smash before this god!"

Qianxun roared and brandished the Angelic Holy Sword, unleashing massive golden sword energies in an attempt to shatter the descending tribulation lightning.

However, there were simply too many lightning bolts.

Each bolt of lightning that struck left a charred mark on Qian Xunji's angelic divine armor.

The intense mental pressure caused his soul to feel waves of stinging pain.

Qian Xunji's offensive began to become chaotic.

He originally thought he was the hunter in this battle and could toy with Yu Xiaoheng at will.

But now, he finds himself in the other party's control.

Yu Xiaoheng stood at the center of the tribulation lightning, like a god who controlled destruction.

He was observing.

Observe Qianxunji's every move and every point where divine power is activated.

After absorbing the Dragon God's will and origin, and condensing his eighth soul ring, his perception had reached an incredible level.

What others see as a flawless, god-level powerhouse appears to Yu Xiaoheng as riddled with weaknesses.

"Qian Xunji, you have divine power, but you don't know how to use it at all."

Yu Xiaoheng's voice clearly reached Qian Xunji's ears amidst the thunder.

"Your control over power is too crude."

These words ignited the fury in Qian Xunji's heart.

He is the noble God of Angels, how could he allow a mortal to point fingers at him?

"Yu Xiaoheng, I want you dead!"

Qian Xunji's eyes turned bloodshot.

His divine soul began to burn, and the golden holy fire transformed into a golden-red flame carrying an aura of destruction.

The six wings behind him suddenly closed, enveloping his entire body.

"Angels descend, and God punishes all things!"

As Qian Xunji roared, an enormous golden angel phantom materialized behind him.

The phantom was hundreds of meters tall, holding an equally enormous angelic holy sword in its hand.

The terrifying divine power reached its peak at this moment, and even Yu Xiaoheng's Dragon Domain of Calamity was forcibly suppressed.

The clouds in the sky were completely purified, leaving only a golden-red sea of ​​fire.

Qian Xunji looked at Yu Xiaoheng with a sinister smile on his face.

"Faced with this move, mortals can only face destruction!"

"go to hell!"

The enormous angelic holy sword, imbued with divine power, crashed down upon Yu Xiaoheng.

Faced with this devastating attack, Yu Xiaoheng's eyes finally turned serious.

He knew that ordinary methods would no longer be able to stop this attack.

That being the case.

Let's use our newly acquired power to end this farce.

Yu Xiaoheng took a deep breath.

At this moment, the soul power within his body surged forth without reservation.

One spirit ring after another rose up beneath his feet.

When the sixth red 100,000-year soul ring rose, the entire sky began to tremble.

But this is not the end.

Immediately afterwards, the seventh spirit ring slowly appeared.

It was a million-year-old soul ring radiating nine-colored divine light.

When this spirit ring appeared, the giant angel phantom behind Qian Xunji trembled violently and almost collapsed.

"A million-year soul ring?"

When Qian Xunji was in seclusion, he was also informed of this information by Qian Daoliu, but seeing it with his own eyes still made Qian Xunji tremble all over!

"Martial Soul True Form".

Yu Xiaoheng whispered.

His body began to undergo tremendous changes at that moment.

Countless purple-gold dragon scales grew from under his skin, each scale flowing with nine-colored divine light.

His body was growing taller and expanding.

The martial spirit behind him merged with his body at this moment.