Chapter 533: She Actually Schemed Against Her Own Mother

"Watch out!"

Na'er's voice suddenly rang out urgently in the depths of his mind: "I'm fusing with you, don't hesitate!"

"Boom!"

A majestic golden light seemed to come from beyond the heavens, its world-shaking pressure frightening everyone.

That golden light was a massive golden Light Sword, shooting over from afar; before anyone could react, it arrived in front of Qin Jian.

"Qin Jian!"

Hu Liena almost subconsciously tried to block in front, but was wrapped up by a pair of Dragon Wings.

"Boom! —"

Qin Jian and Hu Liena were hit head-on by the golden light and flew away violently like kites with broken strings.

They skimmed across the water's surface and crashed into the mountain with a boom.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

The next moment, the Tianqing Niumang spat out an Ice beam from its mouth, heading toward that giant golden sword.

The extremely cold power instantly froze the Sword Light for a moment, but it was shattered very quickly.

The Taitan Giant Ape's iron fist followed closely behind, smashing into the Sword Light with a boom.

"Thud!"

The violent power rebounded, causing it to retreat sharply, but it finally prevented the golden sword from shooting into the cave where Qin Jian had crashed.

Qin Jian, controlled by Na'er, casually pushed Hu Liena aside, spread his wings, flew out of the cave, and shot like lightning toward the stalled golden sword.

"Boom!"

With the Silver Dragon Spear in hand, the spear radiance shocked the heavens as it smashed heavily onto the golden sword.

The violent fluctuations shook the earth and mountains, sending countless trees flying.

And that golden sword shot back, caught by the huge golden figure arriving at high speed from behind.

"This is... an Angel Spirit!"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei widened their eyes: "It's the Great Pontiff!"

"Na'er, be careful, the thousand-year-old turtle is out!" Qin Jian said in his mind.

"Thousand-year-old turtle?"

Na'er was stunned.

"Uh, it's the Elder Hall's Great Pontiff, the previous Pope's father, Qian Daoliu."

Qin Jian explained rapidly: "His strength is a level Limit Douluo."

Qin Jian, controlled by Na'er, frowned imperceptibly: "A bit hard to deal with... I definitely can't finish him off in five minutes..."

"Fight first, talk later!"

Qin Jian's personality said: "He chose to appear at this moment, so he must be confident in himself; let's destroy his expectations, strive to reach a stalemate within five minutes, and force him to be wary!"

"Okay."

Na'er said no more.

"Hum, hum, hum..."

Seven Soul Rings—Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Red—appeared on Qin Jian's body.

Especially that scarlet blood-colored Soul Ring, which slowly expanded, shining in all directions.

"Instrument Soul True Body!"

Boom!

A massive blood-red giant sword appeared out of thin air and crashed onto the lake surface, stirring up thousands of waves.

"Weapon Soul Possession!"

The Silver Dragon Spear in Qin Jian's hand suddenly expanded several times over, while the huge blood sword behind him slowly rose, turning into countless blood swords that wrapped tightly around the dragon spear.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Amidst a series of clashing sounds of metal, the Silver Dragon Spear seemed to have donned blood-colored armor, its originally slender and elegant shaft becoming thick and imposing.

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, the blood-colored spear radiance shot into the sky, instantly blasting toward the huge Angel Spirit in the air.

"Angel Holy Sword!"

The Six-Winged Angel spread its hands, and twelve giant golden swords appeared around its body; as its hands closed, they converged into an even more brilliant golden Holy Sword, which slashed down from the sky.

"Boom!"

The violent explosion formed a storm in the air; for a time, the heavens and earth changed color, and the gale howled.

On the ground, rocks rolled, trees were uprooted, and waves surged to the sky.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

Na'er did not pause for even a moment, not even waiting for the aftermath to subside, and controlled Qin Jian to fly straight into the sky.

The blood-colored spear radiance and the golden Light Sword collided continuously, keeping the storm going without pause.

The clouds in the sky shattered, and the lake waves surged to the heavens.

This kind of battle was no longer something anyone present could intervene in; even for the Tianqing Niumang, it was very difficult to find an opportunity to help.

As the gale howled, emerald wind swirls suddenly began to coil around the Silver Dragon Spear.

"Qin Jian, watch how I control the wind elements."

Na'er said in his mind.

Then, the raging wind across the sky seemed to be attracted, turning into a heaven-reaching tornado that spun rapidly outside Qin Jian's body.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

When the golden Holy Sword slashed down again, dense wind blades from the gale tornado struck it, using the force of the swirling wind to pull the golden sword in another direction.

The next moment, the long spear thrust straight at the Angel Spirit.

The tornado surrounding the body soared into the sky, like a giant dragon gathered from wind and clouds, tearing at the Angel Spirit!

"Abyss Slash!"

Just at this moment, a massive phantom of the Soul-Eater Spider Emperor suddenly appeared on the horizon!

It was seen that its two enormous emerald-green front pincers instantly closed together, slashing out a heaven-shocking blade of light that struck straight at the back of the Angel Spirit.

"Bi! Bi! Dong!"

Qian Daoliu let out a heaven-shaking roar, and at the same time, his Jiu Huanhuan shone brilliantly, turning the entire Angel Spirit into a golden radiance.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Angel—Glory!"

The entire sky was thrown into chaos by the golden light, green light, giant blade, and gale, finally exploding with a boom like fireworks.

Qin Jian and Qian Daoliu were too close to the explosion point and were both sent flying.

"Boom! —"

The whole world turned dark.

A rumbling sound echoed in everyone's ears, and the ringing did not subside for a long time.

This series of battles left them dazzled; they didn't understand what was happening at all, only seeing the sky full of wind and clouds, the heavens changing color, the world collapsing, and the lake water flowing backward...

"Bibi Dong, you are actually nearby too!"

Qian Daoliu's figure appeared in the sky above this place, his expression pale, seemingly injured in the previous collision.

"If the Great Pontiff can come, why can't I?"

Swish...

The next moment, Bibi Dong appeared opposite him, stepping on nine Soul Rings, confronting him.

And among the three, Qin Jian's figure was the last to appear.

At this time, his Dragon Wing had already disappeared, but he stood on a blood-colored Light Sword, forming a pincer formation with Bibi Dong.

"After you reached level 76, I have been able to Fusion with you for 8 minutes; not bad..."

Na'er's voice appeared in his mind: "If it weren't for that, we certainly wouldn't have been able to join forces with that Bibi Dong to injure this Qian Daoliu just now; his Limit Douluo strength is indeed not weak."

"Not just 'not weak,' he is known as invincible in the sky. If it were me Fusion-ing with you, I definitely couldn't achieve this effect," Qin Jian said helplessly.

"Mm, but now our spirits cannot Fusion again; you must be careful in how you handle this," Na'er said.

Qin Jian nodded imperceptibly.

"I didn't expect that after successive battles, you would still retain the peak strength for a short burst."

Qian Daoliu looked at Qin Jian.

He seemed certain that Qin Jian could not unleash that power again.

Qin Jian's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained expressionless: "I also didn't expect the Great Pontiff would actually come to attack me, the Spirit Hall Chief Judge."

"Chief Judge?"

Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back and laughed dumbly: "That was all conferred by Bibi Dong; when have I ever acknowledged it?"

"The Great Pontiff wouldn't have such schemes..."

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes: "Utilizing my plans, the mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole is behind, launching an attack while Qin Jian is weak—is she the one planning this behind the scenes?"

Qian Daoliu smiled coldly: "And so what?"

Bibi Dong tapped her Scepter, and coldness filled her beautiful eyes: "She is actually scheming against her own mother!"

(End of this chapter)