Ning Rongrong immediately released the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and the seven-colored light formed a huge protective shield, enveloping the Shrek Seven Devils, which allowed them to barely stand firm.
With a single blow, the difference in skill was immediately apparent.
Tang San staggered in mid-air, flying more than ten meters away before barely managing to regain his balance.
The angelic holy sword, however, only flashed slightly before deftly spinning back into Qian Renxue's hand.
"Tang San".
Qian Renxue shielded Ning Lin behind her, her golden eyes devoid of any warmth.
"Do you really intend to wage war against me here?"
Tang San's arm holding the trident felt slightly numb, and a tearing pain came from the tiger's mouth.
He was greatly shocked.
As fellow demigods, Qian Renxue's divine power seemed to be even purer and more domineering than he had imagined!
That sacred purifying power had a natural restraint on his sea god power, which contained the power of the raging ocean.
But now that things have come to this, he has no way out.
If we retreat today, the majesty of the sea god will be completely lost!
So what if war breaks out?
Tang San suppressed his surging blood and qi, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.
"Qian Renxue, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
He raised the Trident of the Sea God high, and his fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh 100,000-year soul rings suddenly lit up!
The crimson light made him look like a demon emerging from a sea of blood.
Ragnarok!
He used his amazing skill.
In an instant, the light in the entire hall dimmed.
A sense of twilight, melancholy, and the impending end of all things enveloped everyone's hearts.
The azure light transformed into endless twilight, pressing towards Qian Renxue and Ning Lin from all directions.
In this twilight, all life is rapidly fading away.
"A trivial skill."
Qian Renxue gave a disdainful snort.
The six wings of light behind her suddenly unfurled, and each wing was engulfed in blazing solar fire.
"Angels, purify!"
The dazzling golden flames, like the rising sun, instantly tore through the deep twilight.
A sacred, bright, and warm aura permeated every corner of the hall, completely dispelling the desolate sense of death.
Tang San grunted and took another half step back, his face paling even more.
That divine skill has been broken.
And it was broken so easily.
He couldn't beat her.
This realization plunged Tang San's heart into despair.
"Xiao Gang!"
Just then, an anxious shout came from among the Shrek students.
Liu Erlong and Flander supported the pale-faced Yu Xiaogang, one on each side.
"We can't wait any longer!" Liu Erlong's eyes were filled with determination.
"That's right." Flanders nodded emphatically. "Third Brother needs us now!"
Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San, who was at a disadvantage in the arena, and then glanced at the arrogant Qian Renxue on the other side. A deep-seated hatred flashed in his eyes.
He recalled that back in Wuhun City, it was this woman who caused him and his team to suffer an unprecedented defeat and humiliation.
Today, the situation is so similar.
"good!"
Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and made up his mind.
"The Golden Iron Triangle, Martial Soul Fusion Technique!"
The three of them stepped forward simultaneously, their spirit rings lighting up.
Flander's four-eyed cat owl, Liu Erlong's fire dragon, and Yu Xiaogang's Luo Sanpao—three phantom beast souls converged in mid-air.
"roar--!"
A deafening dragon roar echoed through the heavens.
A blinding golden light erupted from the point where the three met, its brilliance even surpassing the divine light emanating from Qian Renxue at one point.
Within the light, a colossal object was rapidly taking shape.
That was a giant dragon that was over thirty meters long!
Its entire body was covered with brilliant golden scales, its dragon head was majestic, its eyes were dignified, and its sacred aura was overwhelming.
Golden Holy Dragon!
The nemesis of the Spirit Hall has descended upon the world once again!
"It's this thing again."
Qian Renxue's brows finally furrowed.
She recognized the dragon.
Back then, in the finals of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, it was this dragon that broke her, Xie Yue, and Yan's Martial Soul Fusion Skill, making her taste defeat for the first time.
That was one of the few stains on her life.
"Third Brother, we're here to help you!"
The golden holy dragon spoke in human language, but it was Liu Erlong's voice that came out.
With a flap of its enormous dragon wings, its massive body stirred up a gust of wind, and it instantly rushed to Tang San's side.
Upon seeing this, Tang San's spirits lifted.
"good!"
"Teacher, Aunt Erlong, Dean Flander!"
"Today, let us, master and disciple, join forces to slay this fiend!"
With the addition of the Golden Dragon, the situation on the field instantly reversed.
The pure light and holy power of the Golden Holy Dragon could just neutralize the purifying effect of Qian Renxue's angelic power.
Tang San's Sea God power can unleash its strongest destructive force without any restraint.
"kill!"
With a roar, Tang San, along with the Golden Sacred Dragon, launched a fierce attack on Qian Renxue from the left and right.
In an instant, blue and golden light intertwined within the main hall, and the roar of dragons resonated with the sound of tsunamis.
Qian Renxue, fighting two opponents of demigod-level strength and a giant dragon comparable to a titled Douluo, was instantly put at a disadvantage.
The angelic sword in her hand moved with impenetrable force, and the true fire of the sun burned everything.
However, Tang San's attacks were unpredictable, domineering, and wide-ranging.
The power of the Golden Sacred Dragon is unparalleled in its ferocity and sacred vastness.
Every collision sent her blood surging.
The light from the six wings behind her began to become somewhat unstable.
"Xue'er!"
Ning Lin was extremely anxious as he watched Qian Renxue struggling to hold on.
He knew he couldn't just stand by and watch anymore.
But what can he do?
Even a Soul Emperor wouldn't qualify as cannon fodder in a battle of gods like this.
His gaze swept rapidly across the room.
Tang San, wielding the Trident of the Sea God, possesses unfathomable divine power.
Golden Sacred Dragon, a martial soul fusion skill, is indestructible.
no.
With my current strength, rushing forward would only make me a burden to Xue'er.
We must... have even greater power!
Ning Lin's gaze became incredibly firm in an instant.
He thought of those few treasured items in the system space.
That was his biggest trump card, and also his biggest gamble.
He flipped his right hand, and an ancient jade bottle appeared in his palm.
Inside the bottle was a pill the size of a longan, entirely crimson, exuding a fragrant aura.
Nine-Turn Divine Source Pill.
He once gave Bibi Dong one, which helped her solidify the foundation of the Rakshasa God.
This one was for himself.
This elixir is extremely potent, and only a divine body can withstand it.
With his current cultivation level, forcibly consuming it would be a near-certain death.
But now, he can't care about that anymore.
Without any hesitation, Ning Lin tilted his head back and swallowed the pill.
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