Douluo: One Thought of Gods and Demons, Angel Shura

On the day Qian Xunji died, Qian Jinxiao was carried back to the worship hall by Qian Daoliu. When the six-year-old Wuhun awakened, the angel's holy light fell from the sky, and the golden divine light covered the entire Wuhun City. The second worshiper, Golden Crocodile Douluo, directly asserted that this son's talent was unparalleled in ancient and modern times, and he had the qualifications to become a god. Qianjun Douluo praised him as an unrivaled genius. Bibi Dong remained silent, just thinking about how to get rid of him and dragging the entire Wuhun Palace to hell. ... Ju Douluo: "I also want to be of the same mind as the Pope, but the Holy Son has given me too much!" Ma Hongjun: "The phoenix is the supreme fire master. My phoenix flames are no match for Qian Jixiao's angelic flames. I don't accept it!" Tang San: "A mere angel is nothing, look at my blue and silver entanglement!" Master: "This is impossible. My theory is invincible in the mainland. How can the disciples I teach not be the opponents of Qianjia children!" The twelve wings behind him stretched out, the Shura realm under his feet expanded, and Qian Jinxiao looked down at all living beings, gazing at them from all sides. "If you are not a god, looking at me is like a frog at the bottom of a well looking up at the moon. If you were a god, looking at me would be like a small earthworm looking into the sky." "It's hard for me to explain to you!"