
After reading the story of the punished saint, Tang Chen touched his full stomach for no reason, and read the source of the twelve winged angels that remained. Gradually, Tang Chen's expression became strange. .
“So the creator is the radiance of embers, and the embers are only the mantle of the creator. Because after being polluted for a long period of time, the creator's light is only limited to [the coal].. ."
"Because of the concept of [Ember], it attracted the goddess of Morning Light, and then the good friend of the goddess, the goddess of justice failed to escape, and was deceived by the creator."
“Unless the two death angels and the protective knight, who were subdued by the ideals of the Creator, the other goddesses seem to be her harem. Even though the Creator has no partner consciousness, he looks like he doesn't care how you look at it. Is it a bastard, or the protagonist of a harem anime..."
After eating the startling melon with satisfaction, Tang Chen suddenly thought of the ghost of the punished saint.
He said he wanted to pass down the power of belief, then, the heirs should not...
Tang Chen's eyelids twitched, wasn't it really as I imagined? I only used him as a tool, and I never thought of training him to be a truly powerful person!
He let out a roar of ground pigs in his heart.
The fact proved that Tang Chen's conjecture was correct, the heir to the power of belief was Qian Renxue.
Why, all the powerful people in the Douluo Continent who knew the existence of gods thought that only by inheriting the status of a god could they become a god? Have they ever thought that at first there were no gods in the world, meaning there were no gods, then how did those gods appear? !
They were, at first, they might just be ordinary soul masters.
Due to the long-term impression inherent in the Douluo Continent, even a strong person like Qian Daoliu never had a way to become a god other than inheriting the position of a God.
Therefore, after Qian Renxue had doubts about "why can only be a god can only inherit the position of God", she suddenly felt like she had suddenly opened up, it seemed like her chain of thoughts was cut off.
Yes, can't you become a god with your own practice? !
What Qian Renxue did not know was that the personality of a god was limited, and there were only so many gods in the god realm. Otherwise, the god of destruction in the future would not want to expand the god realm.
But now, with Tang Chen's variables, the speed of expansion of this originally small universe had increased tremendously, and the limited personality quietly increased a lot.
"It...Xue'er, why do you have such an idea?!" Qian Daoliu's expression suddenly changed when she heard Qian Renxue's words. With a wave of his hand upwards, a golden light lit up, and he disappeared into the hall with Qian Renxue and came to a neat room.
Qian Renxue was no stranger to her grandfather's strength. He gently placed his hand on the scar of thorns on his head and whispered softly: "If I want to inherit such a position of existence, I might as well rely on myself. Try hard and work hard."
After saying this, Qian Renxue was shocked, her eyes suddenly became blank. He faintly saw an existence with twelve wings wrapped in thousands of black chains and a golden sword on his back. Slowly down.
it's not……
Qian Renxue was stunned. This angel seems to be one of the six twelve-winged angels he saw in the temple of the Creator.
"I control the power of belief, judge sin for my master, and cut off evil. Young angel, are you willing to inherit my powers and give your powers for the return of my master?" He said, and stretched out his hand, A small black chain stretched out from his hand.
“Is there anything to doubt?” Qian Renxue lifted her head, looked at the winding chains like snakes, and shook them fearlessly.
Outside, Qian Renxue's martial spirit was aroused uncontrollably. Behind him, a pair of second and third holy wings that could only grow up to level 70 and 90 suddenly unfolded, a golden light. Soar to the sky!
[Nature of Angels]! ! !
At this moment, the Martial Spirit realm Angel Qian Renxue stimulated to the maximum, and madly impacted everything around her.
"In the end what happened?!"
Behind Qian Daoliu, there were also three pairs of holy wings that stretched out, and a powerful force instantly hid everything that was happening here. No one could sense the situation here except for the faint feelings of the Enshine Hall, the most powerful Enshine Hall other than Qian Daoliu, and Ghost Douluo, who were controlled by angel martial spirits.
Qian Renxue curled up in pain in Qian Daoliu's extraordinary gaze. On the three pairs of wings behind him, black chains pierced through them, and bright red blood dripped down the chains.
"Be happy! N-n-"
Six black, three red, and nine spirit rings flickered crazily behind him, and golden flames lit up on Qian Daoliu's body, fusing into a gigantic golden-red sword, and slashed the chains on Qian Renxue's body.
As the flames on the giant sword surged, the space burned with several cracks. But such a powerful sword could not even get close to the chain, it simply touched the black breath and broke every inch. Even if only his concept was left, the power of belief could still be easily eliminated for a lower level power of the same kind.
"This is God's power!"
Qian Daoliu opened his eyes wide, and his body suddenly stiffened. Could this be the punishment of the gods for the words of Xue Er? ! No, even so, I will not see Xueer being tortured by you like this, she is the granddaughter of that old man! ! !
He rushed to the chain again.
At this moment, in Qian Renxue's consciousness, the Saintess of Sin looked at the suffering Qian Renxue deeply, and said indifferently: "Only what is brought up from sin and the most extreme pain is the true power of belief. Dang. You have passed the seven deadly sins and passed the test of seven passions and six desires before you can become a newly condemned saint."
"Now, this is the first test, one of the seven deadly sins - pride!"
In reality, Qian Renxue's eyes regained their brilliance. He looked at the bruised and bruised Qian Daoliu, still rushing towards him reluctantly, frowning involuntarily, and taking a few steps back in disdain.
This dirty guy is my grandfather, he's not...
Suddenly, the thorny traces on his head flickered, and Qian Renxue's arrogant heart became clear. He woke up in an instant, too late to regret, endured the pain and pulled his wings onto his body. On his forehead, a brand of golden angel with twelve wings and thousands of chains appeared on it.
"Xue'er, you ..."
"It's okay, grandfather, this is my own choice, please forgive me for not being able to tell you what happened, but rest assured, I won't disappoint your expectations!"
Qian Daoliu was stunned. He touched the Seraphim brand on his forehead, as if he understood something, and said with relief: "Grandfather understand, Xueer, you are also an adult. Grandpa can't hold you all the time. . But you have to remember that, no matter what happens, I'm your strongest supporter."
"...... Um."
Perhaps Tang Chen did not realize that when he sent the crown of thorns, everything was destroyed.