Douluo Angel of Death

"Martial Spirit Fusion Skill, Ice and Snow Angel."

In an instant, the bear was frozen by the ice and fell to the ground with a bang.

Ice crystals covered the entire elder hall, snow was floating, and its hand was a blue sword.

It stood in place, staring at them, and a terrifying breath flowed from it.

Qian Daoliu is very clear about that breath.

The breath of God!

Qian Renling and Jiu'er's martial soul fusion skills have a hint of god!

Chapter Nineteen Melancholy

This breath surprised Qian Daoliu, and at the same time had a bold idea in his mind.

Soon after the bear fell to the ground, the blue angel disappeared and turned into a burst of blue light.After the blue light dissipated, Qian Renling and Jiu'er appeared in front of them.

"grandfather."

Qian Renling stood on the spot, looked at his hands, and asked uncertainly, "I and Jiu'er's martial arts fusion skills..."

In the face of life crisis, he and Jiu'er completed this martial soul fusion technique with absolute trust.

This martial arts fusion technique surprised them all, but they didn't expect it to be successful.

"You have succeeded, and you have personally experienced the ultimate mystery of the soul master." Qian Daoliu's old and stern voice sounded, and a ray of satisfaction appeared in his calm eyes, "You and Jiu'er's martial arts fusion skills are very powerful."

"Throughout hundreds of years, this is the first time I have seen such a powerful Martial Soul Fusion Technique."

The combination of the two of them was less than sixty ranks of soul power, and the martial soul fusion skill actually had the strength of a soul saint.

Then let them grow to a certain level, then the strength of this martial soul fusion technique will catch up to Title Douluo.

In front of them, even the Clear Sky Hammer of the first weapon was much inferior.

"grandfather……"

Hearing Qian Daoliu's admiration, Qian Renling suddenly became nervous, his face flushed, and she said shyly: "Is Jiu'er and I really have such strong martial arts fusion skills?"

Because it was the first time when they merged their spirits, the two of them couldn't maintain their martial spirit fusion skills for too long.

Therefore, after lifting this form, they are extremely tired.

"Ok."

Qian Daoliu praised them without hesitation, "You and Jiu'er must cultivate a tacit understanding, so that your martial arts fusion skills will be stronger. However, you must remember to trust each other unconditionally at all times."

"Only with absolute trust can the Martial Soul Fusion Skill appear."

"We will work hard, Grandpa Qian." Jiu'er said happily, with a smile full of eyes, "A Ling and I have the martial arts fusion skill, so happy."

At this moment, Jiu'er had already forgotten the previous crisis completely, and was thinking of martial arts fusion skills.

As for the danger, the joy brought by the martial arts fusion technique is enough to take these things seriously.

"By the way, there is a plan you can understand, because this is the theory put forward by your mother, the golden generation."

Qian Daoliu calmly said to them, "You can try it out and get more experience. A person is far less powerful than a team."

The more geniuses of the younger generation, the better. Qian Daoliu is very talented.

"Golden generation? I know." Qian Renling nodded and responded, "Grandpa, when will Jiu'er and I go to college?"

Wuhundian Academy is divided into three levels, from low to high, one by one corresponding to strength and age, so Qian Renling guessed that he and Jiu'er were in the same class.

"Go the day after tomorrow, and you have a rest tomorrow."

...

"Are you unhappy?"

Jiu'er took Qian Renling to a flower shop in Wuhun City.

Standing outside the glass window, she asked Qian Renling cautiously.

"It's not that I'm unhappy. I think the pace is too fast. It's hard to accept it all at once." Qian Renling shook his head and said seriously: "We have all awakened our spirits. We will go to the academy to study from the day after tomorrow. Recklessly."

There was melancholy about the future in his Nuo Nuo voice.

He is still young and very sensitive to the passage of time.

"What's to be afraid of, it doesn't matter."

Jiu'er took him and ran into the flower shop. "Mum said that life is like these flowers. How can it be so beautiful without experiencing wind and rain."

Chapter Twenty-Chihiruji's Hate

"Well, look at this rose, it's red and red, it's so beautiful."

Jiu'er took him to a pot of roses, "I want to buy this."

The roses bloom very beautifully, and each petal is red, like blood, which is unforgettable at first glance.

The salesperson of the flower shop came over, and his gentle eyes fell on their two turnip heads, "Children, are you going to buy this pot of roses?"

Her voice is very gentle, but her appearance is very ordinary.

"Well," Jiu'er nodded immediately, blinking at the stars, and said with a lovely face: "How much does this pot of roses cost?"

Jiu'er saw the pot of roses at a glance through the transparent glass window.

In Jiu'er's eyes, this pot of roses is very beautiful, she really likes it.

"Ten copper soul coins."

Seeing that they were dressed well and young, the salesperson said that it was not long before they awakened their spirits, so they still said softly.

"I bought it," Jiu'er gave the money very readily, released Qian Renling's hand, pointed to the pot of roses and said to him: "Aling, help me move this pot of flowers back!"

"..."

Qian Renling glanced at the rose. Well, it was at least fifty centimeters tall, not as high as him, but the flowerpot looked very heavy.

Seeing that he was not moving, Jiu'er called out again, for fear that he would disagree, "Aling."

"it is good."