Things were different now. The moment Qian Renxue opened her Angel Domain, the entire battlefield fell within its coverage. The Abyssal power's contamination could not stir up even the slightest wave under the Angel Domain's mighty purifying force.
"Is this the power of the Angel God? The Sacred Angel Martial Soul is far too inferior compared to it."
Smack! Yue Zhengen slapped himself across the face.
"What am I thinking? That is a true Deity. Sinful, sinful. Lord Angel God, please don't take offense."
Yue Zhengen was as cautious as could be, afraid that the slightest mistake would anger the Angel God.
In truth, Qian Renxue was not paying attention to him at all.
Zhang Huanyun realized that the Abyssal creatures' contamination was no longer worth worrying about within the Angel God's domain, and immediately gave the order. "Move. Kill those Abyss Lords. This time, we'll make sure they die here for good."
"I'll do it!"
Blood Nine charged out of the battle formation, gripping a snake spear in his hand. That was his Martial Soul.
Seeing the Snake Spear Martial Soul in his hand, Qian Renxue could not help thinking of Snake Lance Douluo. Although a Martial Soul like the snake spear could not be considered top-tier, it was still rather rare.
"Could he be a descendant of She Long? Heh, forget it. Twenty thousand years have already passed. There's no meaning in talking about that now."
Though she said that, Qian Renxue's gaze still settled on Blood Nine.
Blood Nine charged up to a grotesquely shaped Abyss Lord, and a huge serpent rushed out from the snake spear, biting down on the Abyss Lord in one mouthful.
"Die! Self-Created Soul Skill, Snake Lance Wild Dance."
The snake spear turned into streak after streak of phantoms, stabbing the restrained