Chapter 120 My God, I'm Offline

"Bone Douluo is hiding too deep. Now he is a rank ninety-six titled Douluo. He has also realized a very strange field. No matter how much I attack, I can't break his defense."

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

It's really distressing.

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

Qian Daoliu was extremely surprised.

He knew the attack power of Golden Crocodile Douluo, even if his state was fully activated, he wouldn't dare to stand still and let the opponent attack.

"That's right! We have all been deceived by the big offering. Bone Douluo is definitely the strongest of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and what is even more frightening is that the world's unparalleled defensive ability is only an appearance. What is more frightening is his attack, It is not inferior to Sword Douluo's attack. It may even be stronger."

Seeing the calm expression on Qian Daoliu's face, Golden Crocodile Douluo was amazed, worthy of a great offering.

The landslide was ahead, and his face did not change.

As everyone knows, Qian Daoliu has been shaken.

Golden Crocodile Douluo continued: "He is a twin spirit, and the second spirit is an axe. The lethality is too strong, and the tail of my spirit was chopped off with an axe. And it was I who opened the Ancestral Crocodile Realm. in a state of being."

powerful. It's so strong... Qian Dao Liu's eyelids jumped wildly. "Ninety-sixth level, twin martial souls, the first powerhouse of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Bone Douluo... ah, how come there are so many changes recently..."

The amount of information was too much, and he felt that he needed to digest it.

A thousand words finally turned into a sigh.

"Second, go down and have a good rest first. Your martial spirit has been injured, so hurry back to the worship hall to cultivate. So as not to leave sequelae."

He saw the cruelty of Golden Crocodile Douluo.

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

"Great offering, in addition to this information, the damage to the martial spirit is also the reason why I came to see you. The tail cut off by the axe, no matter what, I can't restore it alone."

It's not that the shattering of the martial soul has not appeared before, but after a period of time, the martial soul will heal on its own.

He had countless battles, big and small, in his life.

There have been such tragic injuries. Anytime you take a break, it's fine.

But this time, he found something different.

The tail 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 still a complete golden crocodile king?

So he panicked.

Because, now it gives him the feeling that his martial spirit is no longer among the top.

Can only be said to be ordinary.

Ordinary martial spirit, how can he accept this?

What's more important is strength.

With the drop of Martial Spirit rank, his ninety-eighth-rank strength was rapidly declining, and at this time he was already ninety-sixth rank.

And it's still falling....

He had a hunch that level ninety-six was not the lower limit at all. It won't be long before you drop to level ninety-five.

Undoubtedly, it was worse than killing him.

He was afraid.

Martial soul was damaged, and it was fundamentally injured, and he couldn't bear the price he paid.

Therefore, he had to ask Qian Daoliu for help.

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

God is omnipotent, and it shouldn't be a big problem to mend one's martial spirit.

As if afraid of Qian Daoliu's disbelief, Golden Crocodile Douluo unleashed his soul power with all his strength.

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

Even, not far from the ninety-fifth level...

At the same time, he was also secretly frightened by the metamorphosis of Douluo, what kind of spirit can make people's spirit level drop.

He has lived for over a hundred years, and he has never seen such a martial spirit.

So perverted.

"I beg for a great offering, beg my God, and perform miracles."

"Okay. I'll try."

Qian Daoliu did not refuse, this is his right-hand man.

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

Golden Crocodile Douluo was overjoyed.

Qian Daoliu didn't talk nonsense, just stood in front of the statue of the God of Angels and prayed devoutly.

Soon, the God of Angels responded.

There was a terrifying coercion on the statue, and even golden light overflowed.

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

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

He knew that this wave was stable.

There might be benefits.

"Golden Crocodile, show your piety."

There was already a golden light in Qian Dao Liu's pupils.

There was also a golden light on his body, and a ten-meter-high golden seraph appeared behind him.

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

This scene is miraculous.

Seeing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't say a word, and didn't even dare to look any further.

It's blasphemy to see too much.

He devoutly bowed his body to the ground, waiting for the grace of God to come.

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

"Well...it feels comfortable."

Golden Crocodile Douluo felt incomparably warm.

But...no other feeling than warmth.

Why...my martial spirit has not changed? Is my soul power still fading?

Don't panic, just wait.

Maybe the celestial signal is not good. The delivery was slow... he comforted himself.

But ten minutes later...

Still no change.

This is not right.

He raised his head subconsciously, and saw that Qian Daoliu was already pale.

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

Golden Crocodile, are you poisonous...he cursed inwardly.

Great offering, what are you doing? Miracles have come, why hasn't it changed yet?

What should I do?

My soul power is still dropping, I'm waiting online, I'm panicking.

It seemed that he saw the suspicious gaze of the golden crocodile.

Qiandaoliu feels so evil, I don't believe it anymore.

He gritted his teeth. Immediately increased the use of divine power. The golden brilliance turned into a solid beam of light.

"I feel it, I feel it."

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

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

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

Golden Crocodile Douluo widened his eyes. "It's this axe. It's a big offering. Bone Douluo used this axe to cut me."

But at this moment, at this time, the shadow slashed towards Qian Daoliu's figure.

"No, it's the power of the evil god! It's been a thousand years, how can this power still exist in the world. Jin Crocodile, you were not injured by your martial spirit at all, it was the evil weapon of the evil god that hurt you..."

This is the last voice of the Angel God.

And the phantom of the god of angels behind Qiandaoliu was shattered by the axe. The price is that the axe phantom also disappeared.

"It's over."

Golden Crocodile Douluo lost his soul.

He's done.

Because he has now officially entered the ranks of the 95th-level Titled Douluo.

For other soul masters, this is a happy thing.

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

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

"It's over."

Qian Daoliu's heart sank at once.

And, bottomless.