The moment Qian Daoliu left, the five titled Douluo in the air also dissipated the martial soul fusion skills. As Qian Daoliu left together, the space finally returned to peace.

Five or five people were in mid-air, outside the barrier, and were in an invincible state. They could not move at all, unless the martial soul fusion skills were dissipated, the power of the martial soul returned to everyone.

For a moment, they all got up from the ground and patted the dust on their bodies.

Hu Liena in the distance glanced at Wang Feng with a complicated expression, and left with two titled Douluo and the law enforcement team.

Wang Feng looked at Qian Daoliu and cursed the old man in his heart, which was cunning.

I guess I said that kind of thing.

But how could Qian Renxue fail in the ninth exam?

Combined with the appearance of the angel divine phantom just now, as well as the mutated angel martial soul of his own.

Wang Feng felt that he might need to go to Wuhun City...

At this time, the barrier disappeared, and Wang Feng found that the angel martial soul in the sea of ​​consciousness was still unavailable.

The same is true for the seven blood-gold patterns on the body.

‘The golden flame was sent by the Angel God, and it was fused under the illumination of the Chaos Green Lotus. This means that the Angel's martial soul cannot be used now. Maybe only by looking for Qian Renxue can you know the situation of this Angel God.’

Wang Feng was thinking in his heart.

The combat power increase brought to him by the angel martial soul is still very strong. If it cannot be used, it will not be able to use it even if it has worked hard to practice the seven blood patterns.

It means that the realm of original sin cannot be used either.

This series of influences is in disguise to weaken one's own strength. This is something that Wang Feng cannot accept.

After thinking for a while, Tang San and others also came over one after another.

"Brother Feng, what happened in the end just now?"

Tang San asked tentatively.

Although Qian Daoliu was beaten away by Wang Feng, the final situation was really incomprehensible.

The phantom of the angel god that appeared and the angel formed by energy that appeared on Brother Feng at the end were extremely strange.

"I don't know either."

Wang Feng shook his head, "The ninth soul skill of Qiandaoliu is a magical skill, similar to your golden trident. And combined with the opponent's 100,000-year soul skill, and other special powers, a move formed. I am lucky to take this move..."

It is said that it is good luck, mainly because the Chaos Green Lotus can help the Dark Angel Martial Soul absorb the golden flame of the Angel God.

Otherwise, Wang Feng’s current dark angel martial soul should have been completely purified.

"Luck..." Tang San smiled bitterly, "Brother Feng, you are lucky enough. I feel that the power of that move is stronger than those three moves, and the pressure is too high."

"That's because the other party is executing in the sky." Wang Feng thought for a while and said, "If you use your three styles on the sea, the power will be greater. Moreover, Qiandaoliu's soul power is much stronger than you."

Tang San nodded.

"Wang Feng, what did that Qian Daoliu and you say in the air?"

Ning Rongrong ran to Wang Feng and asked with his head slightly raised, his eyes slightly confused, "I feel that Qian Daoliu, from the Spirit Hall, doesn't seem to hate you very much? I asked you to go back just now, and it seems like I want to recruit you...Are you not a spy traitor in the Spirit Hall? Humph... And, I remember, why did Qian Renxue look for that day on the Sea God Island..."

Speaking of this.

Ning Rongrong looked at Wang Feng with a puzzled look on his face.

Everyone was also stunned, feeling that it seemed like this. Qian Daoliu seemed to have just said he wanted to capture Wang Feng back.

But it doesn't seem to be hating Wang Feng that way.

Wang Feng coughed twice and said, "The internal forces of the Spirit Hall are relatively complicated. The Elders Hall and the Pope Hall are two different forces. I am undercover in the Pope Hall, which is still a threat to Qian Daoliu. My big threat left the Pope Hall, and he was too happy. How could he hate me?"

"…As for that Qian Renxue, of course she wants to kill me."

Wang Feng said seriously, "I became a white-clad pope and deceived him, which affected their follow-up plans. She could be extremely angry with me, so she naturally wanted to find me as soon as possible and break me up. This is completely different from his grandfather."

"Is that true?" Ning Rongrong looked at Wang Feng and smiled, "That's because I was too worried. I thought Qian Renxue wanted to find you that day and let you go. I thought she liked you, and his grandfather wanted to capture you back and be his grandson-in-law."

Wang Feng: “…”

"This should be unlikely." Tang San said, "Brother Feng lost the appearance of the Spirit Hall, so Qian Daoliu could not do this. It is impossible to recruit Brother Feng. Doing this will probably cause the majesty of the Spirit Hall to be lost. It is even more impossible for the grandson-in-law to be. In the Star Dou Forest, Bibi Dong almost killed Brother Feng. How could he agree to Qian Daoliu recruit Brother Feng into the Spirit Hall again?"

"I guess Qian Daoliu wants to catch Brother Feng back and torture him."

"That's right, right." Wang Feng nodded, "The mistress is right."

Ning Rongrong nodded and stopped asking more questions.

"Let's go back first."

Wang Feng glanced at the other people, "It is not advisable to stay here for too long, so as not to kill the Qiandaoliu and shoot back."

They are in poor condition now.

This battle can be said to have not taken advantage of at all.

The strength of the Martial Soul Alliance cannot be fought against by just a few people.

"Captain, how have you been here in the past few years?"

On the way, Ma Hongjun asked with a chuckle, "It should be a bad feeling to be an undercover agent, right? Is it very uncomfortable to be ordered by the Pope Bibi Dong... I am worried every day, after all, I accidentally leaked..."

"Yes, it's very uncomfortable. It's very tired, very tired." Wang Feng said.

Wang Feng was right about this...

Tang San next to him also said solemnly:

"Brother Feng, you have suffered over the years..."

"Not bitter or bitter..." Wang Feng coughed a few times.

"It's okay, Wang Feng, you won't be tired now."

Ning Rongrong leaned on Wang Feng's shoulder, and his voice was soft, "Now we are with you...well, I..."

As he said that, Ning Rongrong held Wang Feng's palm, scratched him quietly, stuck Wang Feng's arm in his chest, and blushed his face and whispered in Wang Feng's ear, "I will make you feel very comfortable."

Cough cough. Wang Feng looked at Ning Rongrong with some surprise.

This girl has grown up, and she looks so charming.

Full of innocence, is I so greedy for my body? Wang Feng felt a little funny.

"That's not OK. I'm not tired enough. The revolution has not been successful yet." Wang Feng said with a heavy face, "We still need to work harder..."

Work harder to figure out Qian Renxue's situation and strive to defeat Bibidong a year later.

Finish everything...

"That's right." Tang San echoed, "Now the strength of the Martial Soul Alliance is getting bigger and bigger, and you have seen the situation today. If this continues, it may be that the two empires and our forces will automatically collapse at most one year. I have a plan in my mind now."
Chapter completed!