Douluo’s Haotian Myth

Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue passed through the golden vortex and came to a luminous passage. They walked along the passage and finally came to the Inheritance Temple of the God of Angels.

This is a hexagonal empty temple supported by six huge golden stone pillars, and the temple is densely covered with mysterious patterns. It is suspended above the void, surrounded by a dark night sky, and you can see a little bit of stars.

Qian Renxue looked at the temple in front of her curiously. In the center of the hall was a gray-colored angel statue. In front of the statue was an angel's holy sword of the same color.

"Grandpa, is this the Temple of Angels?"

"Yes, this is the real Temple of Angels." Qian Daoliu said strangely.

"The god of angels is the god who controls the sky, Xue'er, use your blood to awaken the holy sword of angels!"

Qian Renxue nodded, and according to Qian Daoliu's instructions, a soul force pierced her fingers, and the blood with gold in the powder sprinkled on the round gem on the hilt of the holy angel's sword.

This fresh blood seemed to stimulate the angel's holy sword, and the round gem exploded with a strong adsorption force, which grabbed her fingers in an instant, and at the same time began to frantically devour Qian Renxue's blood.

Qian Renxue frowned, and her body trembled involuntarily.

As more and more blood was swallowed, the angel's holy sword began to emit a strong golden light, and her martial spirit was also forced out by herself, and twelve golden wings stretched out from behind.

Qian Daoliu could only watch this scene nervously.

Time passed slowly, and the golden light on the angel's holy sword became more and more intense, rendering the temple of angels bright. Perhaps due to the influence of the golden light, the golden lines on the Temple of Angels seemed to come alive, emitting a pale golden light, and gradually increasing.

Looking at this scene, Qian Daoliu dodged and came to the angel statue. The golden flame rose from him and poured towards the angel statue.

"Grandpa, what are you doing, stop now!" Qian Renxue seemed to have realized something and struggled with all her strength, bursting with astonishing energy fluctuations, but unfortunately she was completely powerless due to excessive blood loss.

Qian Daoliu said kindly, "Xue'er, listen to me, this is Grandpa's mission. As the guardian of the god of angels, only my sacrifice can inspire the divine power of the angels, and you can take the final step."

There were golden tears dripping from Qian Renxue's eyes, and her face was very painful. She didn't want to use her grandfather's life to become her own angelic god, so it would be better not to be a god.

"Child, you have to lose before you gain. This is fate. Before leaving, grandpa was telling you something. The main reason why your mother treated you badly and even abandoned you was mainly because of your father. I know the whole story. This is also one of the reasons why I didn't kill her after she killed your father, the most important thing is that you just lost your father, and I don't want you to lose your mother."

Qian Renxue listened to her grandfather's words, her whole body seemed to be struck by a bolt from the blue, and she couldn't accept it, "How is this possible?"

"Xue'er, you must endure the pain, become the god of angels, and lead the Spirit Hall to unify the continent. If you meet Tang Chen in the future, defeat him for me!"

The golden flames completely drowned Qian Daoliu's body.

"Grandpa, grandpa" Qian Renxue came back to her senses, struggled desperately, and cried out in pain.

At this moment, the mutation regenerated, and a sigh suddenly sounded in the void.

"Ugh!"

The voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, which immediately awakened Qian Renxue from the pain.

"Who?"

The void was silent, and the next moment, a group of sacred golden light descended into the temple, transforming into a heroic middle-aged man wearing golden armor.

Qian Renxue's pupils shrank slightly, and she intuitively told her that this middle-aged heroic warrior was a god.

And for some unknown reason, this middle-aged Yingwu gave her a warm feeling, thinking that this was the Temple of Angels, and the identity of the middle-aged Yingwu was ready to be revealed, the god of angels.

Qian Renxue hurriedly said, "The younger granddaughter Qian Renxue has seen the ancestor of the angel!"

"As expected of my descendants, I guessed my identity at once." The middle-aged Yingwu praised.

Yes, the person here is none other than Qiankongyu, the god of the first generation of angels.

At the same time, the God Realm, the God of Rakshasa noticed the lower realm of the God of Angels, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Qian Kongyu, want to use the affinity degree to exceed the lower bound to guide the descendant, as if my descendant's affinity is not beyond the limit?"

Speaking, the God of Rakshasa also left the God Realm and came to the place of inheritance.

Temple of Angels.

Qian Renxue cried and said, "Ancestor, why do you want grandpa to sacrifice for me when I become a god?"

"The gods can be described as beings of another level. How can they be easily achieved? Your grandfather's efforts are worth it, and you must not let him down!" Qiankongyu said solemnly.

Qian Renxue questioned, "Ancestor, since you can come here, grandpa doesn't need to sacrifice at all."

"First of all, gods have gods' rules, and no god can intervene in human affairs. I can come mainly because your inheritance affinity exceeds the limit, so I can come, but I can't help you directly, only I will give you a reasonable suggestion. Also, you should have a deep understanding of the soul and body to the realm you have cultivated to now. As my descendant, how can I let him sacrifice in vain, his soul will be in my power. Enter the God Realm under guidance, and you will be able to reunite with him after you enter the God Realm in the future. So, if you want to see your grandfather, try to inherit my angelic position!" Qiankongyu explained.

A look of joy appeared on Qian Renxue's face, "Thank you ancestors for clearing up your doubts!"

"Okay, tell me how your martial spirit has mutated, this is another purpose of my coming." Qiankongyu's tone became solemn.

Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment, and had no choice but to tell the ancestors about the fragments of the Clear Sky Sword in detail.

Qiankongyu murmured to himself, "A piece of artifact fragment can make your martial spirit mutate and greatly increase your comprehension. It seems that this fragment is quite complicated, it is likely to be the handwriting of an existence beyond God King. This fragment is related to Greatness is the key to becoming a God King and even surpassing God King, so you must get it back."

"But I'm not Tang Bufan's opponent at all." Qian Renxue said ashamed.

Qian Kongyu said silently, "After you become a god, don't rush to find Tang Bufan, you are not his opponent."

"Ancestor, is it possible that Tang Bufan has become a god one step ahead of me?"

Qiankongyu nodded, "You guessed it right, not only has he become a god, but he has become a god with his own strength. No one knows how strong his strength is, but there is no doubt that he is stronger than you. You need What I do is to be proficient in angelic skills, waiting for the opportunity to join forces with the inheritors of the god of Rakshasa, only in this way can I defeat Tang Bufan."

Hearing this, Qian Renxue was a little silent. Of course he knew who the inheritor of the Rakshasa God was!

Qiankongyu said indifferently, "Okay, don't worry about these issues for now, and wait until you have completed the inheritance of the angels and have some time to think about it."

After speaking, Qian Kongyu waved a strong golden light that enveloped Qian Renxue.

Then, he shook his head and returned to the God Realm.