Chapter 120： My god, it's offline

"Bone Douluo hid too deeply, now he is a level ninety six titled Douluo. And he has realized a very strange field, no matter how I attack, I can't break his defense."

Thinking of Bone Douluo's serious truth, he hated it at all.

It's really heart-wrenching.

"If you attack at will, you can't break the defense. There is such a terrifying defense in this world?"

Qian Daoliu was very surprised.

He knew the attack power of the Golden Crocodile Douluo, and he didn't dare to stand still and let the opponent attack even if he was in full state.

"Yes! Great worship, we were all deceived. Bone Douluo is definitely the strongest of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, and what is even more frightening is that the world's unparalleled defensive ability is just the appearance. His even more terrifying attack is. It is not inferior to Sword Douluo's attack. It may even be stronger."

Seeing Qian Daoliu's face calm, Jin Crocodile Douluo admired it, it is worthy of a great sacrifice.

The landslide is in front, and the face remains unchanged.

As everyone knows, Qian Daoliu has been numbed.

Golden Crocodile Douluo continued: "He is a twin martial soul, and the second martial soul is an axe. The lethality is too strong, and an axe cut off my martial soul's tail. And it was I who activated the ancestral crocodile true. In the state of the body."

powerful. It's too strong... Qian Daoliu's eyelids jumped wildly. "Level ninety-six, twin martial souls, the number one powerhouse of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, Bone Douluo...have done evil, how come there have been so many changes recently..."

The amount of information is so great that he feels he needs to digest it.

Thousands of words finally turned into a sigh.

"Second worship, let's go down and have a good rest. Your martial arts have been traumatized, so quickly go back to the worship hall to cultivate. So as not to leave sequelae."

He saw the cruelty of Golden Crocodile Douluo.

go? I can't go? My problem has not been solved yet...Golden Crocodile Douluo cried.

"Great worship, apart from this information, the damage to the martial arts is also the reason why I came to see you. The tail that the axe chopped off, no matter what, I can't recover it alone."

It's not that the martial spirit was beaten and broken, but after a while, the martial spirit will heal on its own.

There are countless battles in his life.

There have been such severe injuries. It would be nice to rest every time.

But this time, he found that it was different.

The tail that was chopped off by the axe, no matter how hard Golden Crocodile Douluo tried to guide it, there was no sign of recovery.

Even, he gave birth to an illusion.

His own Golden Crocodile King Wuhun has never had a tail.

But without a tail, is that a complete golden crocodile king?

So he panicked.

Because now he felt that his martial soul was no longer among the top.

It can only be said to be ordinary.

Ordinary Wuhun, how does he accept this?

More important is strength.

With the decline of Wuhun's rank, his level ninety-eight strength was rapidly declining, and he was already level ninety-six at this time.

And it's still falling...

He has a hunch that level 96 is not the lower limit at all. Before long, it will drop to level ninety-five.

Undoubtedly, this is more uncomfortable than killing him.

He was scared.

The martial soul was damaged and hurt to the root, and he couldn't bear the price he paid.

Therefore, he had to ask Qian Daoliu for help.

certainly. Even Qian Daoliu didn't have the strength to help him. But isn't there a **** behind him?

God is omnipotent, so it shouldn't be a big problem to repair one's martial soul.

As if afraid that Qian Daoliu would not believe it, Golden Crocodile Douluo released his soul power with all his strength.

"How do you want me to help you?" Qian Daoliu asked in a hoarse voice. He believed it, the spirit power level of Golden Crocodile Douluo really reached the ninety-sixth level.

Even, not far from level ninety-five...

At the same time, he secretly frightened Bone Douluo's metamorphosis, what kind of martial spirit can make one's martial spirit level down.

He lived more than a hundred years old, and he had never seen such a martial soul.

It's abnormal.

"Pray for great worship, ask my god, and deliver miracles."

"Okay. I'll try."

Qian Daoliu did not refuse, this was his right arm.

Let's put it this way, Golden Crocodile Douluo is also an important piece to check Bibi Dong.

Golden Crocodile Douluo was overjoyed.

Qian Daoliu didn't talk nonsense, and stood in front of the statue of the **** of angels and prayed devoutly.

Soon, the angel **** responded.

There was a terrifying coercion from the idols, and even golden light overflowed.

This light is not dazzling, even said, it is very comfortable, very warm, and very peaceful.

The panic in Golden Crocodile Douluo's heart completely disappeared.

He knows that this wave has stabilized.

Maybe there will be benefits.

"Golden Crocodile, show your piety."

There was already a golden brilliance in Qian Daoliu's pupils.

There was also golden light on his body, and a golden seraph with a height of ten meters appeared behind him.

And it was not Qian Daoliu who spoke, but the martial soul behind him.

This scene is very strange.

Upon seeing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't say a word, and didn't even dare to look any more.

Watching too much is blasphemy.

He devoutly performed the five-body ritual, waiting for the grace to come.

The next moment, Qian Daoliu slowly stretched out his hand, and a beam of golden light fell on Jin Crocodile Douluo's body.

"Hmm...it feels comfortable."

Golden Crocodile Douluo felt extremely warm.

But... there is no other feeling besides warmth.

Why.... My martial soul hasn't changed yet? My soul power is still fading?

Don't panic, wait a minute.

Maybe the Celestial signal is not good. Slow delivery... he comforted himself.

But ten minutes later...

Still no change.

This is not right.

He raised his head subconsciously and saw Qian Daoliu's face pale.

That's because the body of a mortal has endured an unimaginable huge divine power.

Jin crocodile, are you poisonous....... He cursed secretly in his heart.

Great worship, what are you doing. The miracles have come, why hasn't it changed now?

What should I do?

My spirit power is still declining, waiting online, quite panic.

It seemed that he saw Jin Crocodile's suspicious look.

Qian Daoliu feels evil, I don't believe it anymore.

He gritted his teeth. Suddenly increased the borrowing of divine power. The golden brilliance became a solid beam of light.

"I feel it, I feel it."

Golden Crocodile Douluo exclaimed, sensing something in his body about to move.

The next moment, an axe phantom condensed on the golden crocodile blanket.

"It's it, it's it, it's it."

Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes widened. "It's this axe, great worship, Bone Douluo is me who used this axe."

But at this moment, at this moment, the shadow ran towards Qian Daoliu's figure and chopped off.

"No, it's the power of the Cthulhu! Thousands of years, how can this power still exist in the world. Golden Crocodile, you were not hurt by the martial soul at all, it was the evil weapon of the Cthulhu that hurt you..."

This is the last voice of the angel **** and the phantom of the angel **** behind Qian Daoliu was cut to pieces by an axe. The price was that the shadow of the axe disappeared.

"It's over."

Golden Crocodile Douluo said in despair.

He finished.

Because he has now officially entered the rank of the ninety-fifth level Title Douluo.

For other soul masters, this is a happy thing.

But how could this make the former Ninety-eighth Title Douluo happy?

My god? Are you there... Qian Daoliu kept calling, but the other party seemed to be offline.

"It's over."

Qian Daoliu's heart sank at once.

And, there is no bottom.