Douluo: Reincarnation of the Exiled Immortal, a Flute Tune to Send Heroes Away

Chapter 79 The Tiandou Empire Army Comes to Support
"Pass the order down, all defense lines will shrink and concentrate all forces to defend the main defense line in the northern area. All spirit masters on other defense lines will withdraw here!"

His voice rolled out like thunder, carrying unquestionable majesty.

"Yes!" Golden Crocodile Douluo responded immediately, turned around and left quickly to convey the order.

Qian Daoliu's gaze once again drifted off into the distance, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes. He murmured softly, his voice barely audible, yet carrying a chilling chill: "Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect, Clear Sky Sect... Do you think you can avoid this by hiding? No one can escape this disaster."

At this moment, Qingluan Douluo's figure descended from the sky, with his wings folded, and landed steadily beside Qian Daoliu.

His face was slightly pale, clearly having consumed a significant amount of his spiritual energy from the previous battle. "High Priest, His Holiness the Pope of the Southern District has sent word. Their defenses can hold up for now, but the situation is not optimistic."

"Well, we'll hold on in the South District for a few more days. We can't let too many abyssal creatures escape."

Qian Daoliu frowned slightly and pondered for a while. He was also trying to minimize civilian casualties by making this decision.

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Suddenly, a deafening horn sounded in the distance, and then countless armored soldiers came like a tide, with flags fluttering in the wind. They were the reinforcements of the Tiandou Empire!
"What's the use of having more low-level spirit masters..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo sighed. One hundred thousand soldiers might be able to kill one Titled Douluo.

Qian Daoliu shook his head. They were short of manpower at the moment, and the appearance of these soldiers just reduced the death rate of soul masters a lot.

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and scanned the group of Abyss Kings approaching in front of him with his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

"They are coming!" he whispered, his voice as sharp as a knife in the cold wind, bitingly cold.

"Great Priest, the defense line of the Tiandou army has been arranged." Golden Crocodile Douluo strode over.

Qian Daoliu nodded, his eyes still fixed on the huge monsters in the distance.

"Qingluan," Qian Daoliu suddenly spoke in a deep and powerful voice, "Go and support the other Titled Douluo on the other lines of defense. Come here as soon as possible."

Qingluan Douluo spread his wings and soared into the sky like lightning, leaving behind a light blue afterimage.

"Sect Master Ning," Qian Daoliu turned his head and looked at Ning Fengzhi who was standing beside him, "I need the full support of your Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda."

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in his hand emitted a brilliant rainbow light. "Don't worry, senior. I will do my best to cooperate."

Qian Daoliu said nothing more, but slowly closed his eyes, as if feeling something. After a moment, he opened his eyes, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, "Here it comes."

In the distance, the group of abyss kings finally moved. Their steps were heavy and slow, and every step seemed to make the earth tremble.

Qian Daoliu stood at the forefront of the defense line, with a golden angel silhouette standing tall behind him, six wings spread out, and divine light filling the earth.

His eyes were like lightning, locked on the ten figures of the Abyss Kings slowly approaching in the distance.

"Sect Master Ning, I'm about to begin!"

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower in his hand shone brightly, and the colorful halo sprinkled towards Qian Daoliu like flowing water.

"Senior, don't worry."

Qian Daoliu nodded, feeling the soul power surge within him, seemingly endless. The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda's auxiliary soul skills had boosted his soul power, speed, and defense to the extreme, even sharpening his mental power.

"Very good." Qian Daoliu whispered, then suddenly looked up and stared at the ten abyss kings with sharp eyes.

"Come on, let me see what you alien creatures are capable of!"

Before he finished speaking, Qian Daoliu's figure was like a golden lightning, passing over the battlefield in the blink of an eye, heading straight for the King of the Abyss.

The shadow of the angel behind him grew larger as he moved, its six wings spread out, blocking out the sky and the sun. The golden light was as blazing as the sun, blinding people.

"Roar--" The King of the Abyss let out a low roar. He was wearing heavy black armor, and the huge battle axe in his hand was suddenly raised, bringing up a gust of wind, and chopped down fiercely at Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu snorted coldly and swung his right hand. The holy sword in the angel's phantom's hand met the battle axe. The golden sword light and the pitch-black axe blade collided with each other, erupting with a thunderous roar. The air wave swept across like a tsunami, instantly overturning the surrounding trees and cracking the ground into several bottomless gullies.

“You dare to be so presumptuous in front of me with just brute force!” Qian Daoliu’s voice exploded like thunder. He exerted force with his arms suddenly, and the holy sword drew a graceful arc, directly shaking away the battle axe of the Abyss King.

The Abyss King stumbled back, and before he could regain his balance, Qian Daoliu's figure was already approaching like a ghost. He suddenly stretched out his left hand, and his five fingers, like hooks, directly grasped the Abyss King's helmet.

"Bluff!" Qian Daoliu growled, and suddenly exerted force with his palm. With a crisp cracking sound, the helmet of the Abyss King was crushed by him, revealing a hideous face inside.

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the Abyss King, but before it could resist, Qian Daoliu's angel shadow had raised the holy sword high and slashed it down at its head.

"Pfft-"

The other nine Abyss Kings seemed to have received some signal and immediately retreated to the abyss crack.

Then they all blew themselves up as sacrifices.

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.

With the self-destruction and sacrifice of the nine abyss kings, the entire battlefield fell into deathly silence.

Those abyss kings who self-destructed turned into balls of dark energy, which quickly gathered at the cracks in the abyss, forming a terrifying energy vortex.

Qian Daoliu frowned, staring at the crack, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

"What are these guys...doing?" There was a tremor in the voice of Golden Crocodile Douluo, and he was obviously shocked by the scene before him.

Ning Fengzhi stood aside, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in his hand flickering slightly. His gaze was equally solemn. "I'm afraid... they are summoning something even more terrifying."

Sure enough, just as the words fell, a sharp scream suddenly erupted from the crack in the abyss, and then a figure slowly walked out of the crack.

It was a woman wearing a black leather outfit with two black wings spread out behind her. She was extremely beautiful, with long black hair spread out behind her head like a disc, and her eyes were filled with a biting coldness.

Her appearance seemed to plunge the entire battlefield into an ice cellar, and the air around her instantly became icy cold.

"Such a strong aura..." Qian Daoliu's voice was low and cold, and he stared at the figure with a sharp gaze.

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