Qian Renxue stood in the middle of the battlefield, thinking about something.

"It seems to have his breath, but it disappeared not long ago..."

This does not mean that Ye Yao was here not long ago, because this breath is somewhat plausible.

Although they are similar in nature, they have subtle differences.

Moreover, there is more than one breath...

"What new tricks have you made?" Qian Renxue couldn't help laughing.

"Your Highness." Two temptations sounded.

Qian Renxue raised her head and saw Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo who were severely injured.

"Two elders." Qian Renxue said lightly.

"Your Highness, I don't know if you are here this time..." Ju Douluo asked straight to the point.

"I'll end this war."

"I dare to ask... is this the order of the great worshiper?"

Qian Renxue glanced at Ju Douluo indifferently. Just this glance almost caused Ju Douluo to stop breathing.

"No, that's what I mean."

Ju Douluo's pale face turned red, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably, but she could not make any sound.

He was strangled by invisible pressure.

Even though Ghost Douluo felt swaying, seeing this situation, he still had to take a step forward and try to help Ju Douluo share the pressure.

Fortunately, Qian Renxue did not intend to make things difficult for the two of them, but after giving a slight warning, she withdrew her gaze.

"Not to be an example." Qian Renxue said indifferently.

For God, the lack of necessary awe is almost doomed.

Ju Douluo gasped in big mouthfuls, and had no time to say anything, but just nodded in fear.

Before they could continue to communicate, a stream of light broke through the sky in the distance.

"Flying with swords is the heart of Chen." Gui Douluo said hoarsely.

In this world, only Jian Douluo Chenxin can have such a battle.

The stream of light flew over the three of them, and then the snow-white long sword fell straight on the ground not far from Qian Renxue.

At the same time, a figure fell steadily on the ground.

"It's you." Jian Douluo sighed after seeing Qian Renxue.

Before Qian Renxue could speak, Ju Douluo shouted loudly: "Chen Xin, when you see the young master of my Wuhun Palace, how dare you be so arrogant!"

"A chrysanthemum, an old ghost." Jian Douluo glanced at the two titled Douluo with less than three in combat power and sneered.

"Even when you two are in their heyday, I am still not afraid, let alone now you two are almost half-waste!"

"You!" Ju Douluo's face turned gloomy.

"Enough!" Qian Renxue whispered to stop the conflict.

Ju Douluo's face thrust, but she didn't dare to go against what Qian Renxue said anymore, and silently lowered her head.

Jian Douluo frowned slightly, but he didn't say much.

"Why is this coming? War? Or..." Jian Douluo looked at Qian Renxue with a complicated look.

"Peace." Qian Renxue spoke softly.

"Did the Martial Soul Empire initiated the war first, but now it is trying to be peaceful again?" Jian Douluo sneered and shook his head.

"This is impossible!"

Jian Douluo said decisively.

At this point, the Wuhun Empire has completely exposed its wolf ambitions and its terrifying power that is enough to shake the foundations of the two empires.

The wheels of war have started and can no longer be stopped!

Under normal circumstances, this should be true...

"I can." Qian Renxue's tone was full of confidence.

At the same time, six golden wings stretched out behind Qian Renxue, emitting majestic and sacred glory.

This power...

Jian Douluo's heart sank.

Even though he didn't take action, even if Qian Renxue only showed a little of his aura, even if it was him, he still felt a trembling.

"Your Highness, can you really..." Ju Douluo, whose face was slightly distorted, asked hurriedly because this was not the pressure of fighting against me.

"Yes, I have become a god!" Qian Renxue solemnly declared to the representatives of the two armies.

"I am the new angel god!"

Silence! An unprecedented silence spreads here.

Shocked, horrified, disbelief...

This is the first reaction of Jian Douluo and the other two.

Almost exactly the same.

However, soon, their reactions began to differ.

In Jian Douluo's eyes, the magical color became more and more complicated, with emotion, embarrassment, determination, and expectation.

However, Ju Douluo and the others were much simpler.

Ecstasy! And a trace of unfounded uneasiness in that endless joy.

"God bless my martial soul empire!" Ju Douluo shouted loudly.

"Your Highness, no... Lord Angel God! Please lower your great power and let the rebels in front of you see what a god is. The hegemony of our Martial Soul Empire will be laid out!"

Jian Douluo couldn't help but hold the Seven Killing Sword in front of him, and his aura fluctuated faintly.

If Qian Renxue really wants to do it...

No matter the strength gap, no matter what the relationship between the two is.

Based on his current position, he must be the first obstacle to intercept Qian Renxue!

However……

"I refuse." Qian Renxue said.

Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo were stunned.

At the same time, they all realized where the anxiety in their hearts came from.

Because, the "young master" of their martial soul empire, the new angel god, is probably not as they imagined...

"I said, I want peace." Qian Renxue said.

"At this moment, both sides retreated, and the Wuhun Empire was disbanded, and the two empires could no longer hold them accountable..."

"It's absolutely impossible!" Whether it's Jian Douluo or Ju Douluo, they all said immediately.

"You can't choose!" Qian Renxue snorted coldly.

At this moment, the new angel god showed her majesty to the mortals in front of him.

Ju Douluo, who were already weak and seriously injured, knelt on the ground almost immediately without any resistance, unable to raise his head.

The bones of Jian Douluo's body crackled, and the light of the Seven Killing Sword in his hand continued to flash, obviously under great pressure.

However, his waist was always straight.

Qian Renxue glanced at Jian Douluo who had gritted his teeth and insisted on it, hesitated for a moment, and then reduced the oppression of the old man without any trace.

Jian Douluo Ben was struggling, but suddenly felt a slight pressure on his body.

He raised his head and saw Qian Renxue, who seemed to be unaware of anything, and his eyes calmed down a little.

"You really have stepped into the divine realm?" Jian Douluo exhaled lightly, his eyes sharply.

"As you see." Qian Renxue said softly.

Such terrifying oppression is unparalleled and unstoppable. If you fight with it, you will be like clouds or fireflies or bright moons.

But it is not enough, and this alone is not enough to prove it!

"I need evidence!" Jian Douluo was aggressive.

Ju Douluo's first reaction to this was that Chen Xin was crazy.

Let the god prove that he is a god.

Who do you think you are!

Why are you so big-faced?
To be continued...