Douluo protects our spirit hall.

Chapter 13 It's not bad for scum to feed spiders
after one day.

Yueguan and Guigui carried Pope Chihiro's disease on their shoulders, and regardless of the serious injury, they rushed at full speed without sleep and rest, and finally returned to Wuhun City.

Ghost Leopard woke up halfway, so he was responsible for carrying Jin Ming's body.

Time is tight.

They did not choose to enter through the gate of the city, but jumped directly over the [-]-meter-high city wall to the Pope's Palace.

…………

Worship Hall.

Under the lifelike seraph statue like a real person.

An old man with long golden hair like Chihiro Ji was kneeling on the futon, praying devoutly.

The old man was handsome, his outline was seven points similar to Chihiro Ji, tall, but not strong, he looked only 40 or 100 years old, but he was actually more than [-] years old.

He exudes a calm and serene aura, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

The old man's name is--
Thousands of streams.

His cultivation has reached level 99 of Limit Douluo.

He is one of the three extreme Douluos in the world, the Great Priest of the Wuhun Hall known as the Sky Invincible, the person in charge of the Douluo Hall and the Worship Hall, the former Pope of the Wuhun Hall, and the father of the current Pope Chihiro Ji.

Qian Daoliu sensed it when Yueguan and the others leaped over the wall of Wuhun City.

"It's such a rush, what's the rush?"

Qian Daoliu frowned.

Immediately, his huge mental power was aroused, and he swept back and forth on Yueguan and the others.

The next moment, Qian Daoliu's calm face suddenly changed, and his face became particularly ugly.

"Golden crocodile, something happened!"

Qian Daoliu left a word, and the sound transmission notified the second priest, Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Then, his figure flashed, disappeared from the worship hall, and appeared directly in the Pope's hall.

At this time, several people from Yueguan had arrived, and they had just put down Qian Xunji and Jin Ming's remains.

"Big, big offering!"

Seeing Qian Daoliu appearing, Yueguan, Guimei and Guibao quickly knelt down on their knees, their eyes full of fear, their heads resting on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

"The bones and tendons of the whole body are broken, all the internal organs are damaged, half of the body is paralyzed, dying, the real body is broken, and the spirit is backlashed. If this injury is not treated in time, it is very likely that it will die."

Qian Daoliu flashed to the bed.

With a glance, he knew the situation of Chihiro Ji, and his face was extremely ugly.

Immediately, he released the martial spirit instantly.

In an instant, a huge seraph martial spirit hundreds of feet high emerged.

Directly enveloped the entire Pope's Palace.

The soft and holy golden light fell on Chihiro Ji.

Soon, Qian Xun Ji, who was as pale as paper, finally recovered a trace of blood. Although the injury was only temporarily stabilized, it also made Qian Daoliu heave a sigh of relief.

In the future, as long as you find a healing soul master for treatment, you should be able to recover after a period of rest.

The sacred golden light not only filled the Pope's Palace, but also sprinkled the entire Wuhun City.

The residents of Wuhun City didn't know why, thinking it was an angel's apparition, they quickly knelt down and prayed devoutly.

The sacred aura emanating from the seraphim spirit was sensed by all the strong men in the spirit hall, and all the priests and elders in the hall of offerings and the hall of elders flew towards the hall of the pope.

not far away.

Bibi Dong, who was cultivating in the Saintess Hall, also sensed it.

Her lavender eyes suddenly opened, and her eyes turned to the Pope's Palace.

However, she didn't go there, she just radiated her mental power to check the situation.

Soon she learned the general situation.

"Hahaha——! Qianxunji, you deserve it today!" Bibidong sneered, gloating and ridiculing.

After a while, her face became serious: "I can't let go of such a good opportunity. As the saying goes, I will kill you while you are sick. Scum, just wait, I will send you to hell right away!"

Next to the orphanage, by the blue lake.

Ye Qifeng was holding a book borrowed by Hu Liena.

He raised his head and looked towards the center of Wuhun City, looking at the hundreds of feet tall seraphim emitting holy golden light.

Ye Qifeng opened his mouth wide:

"This...couldn't be the martial soul of that old man Qian Daoliu? He can summon all the martial souls. It seems that something big happened. Judging from the time, it should be Chihiro Ji who went to capture it. Yin, he was hammered half to death by Tang Hao, he must be paralyzed."

"Well, if that's the case, then Qian Xun Ji is not far from death. It's not bad that scum feeds spiders, and it's a worthy death."

In the hall of worship.

In the warmly dressed girl's room.

A little girl about nine years old in a golden dress is sitting cross-legged on the bed with her eyes closed, practicing hard.

This little girl has beautiful long golden hair loosely loose, skin like snow, charming and delicate facial features, and a straight nose.

Although she is young, she has an appearance no less than Bibi Dong's, but her temperament is obviously different, it is a kind of pride and prestige with great personality.

She is the young master of the Spirit Hall——
Qian Renxue.

She is also Qian Daoliu's granddaughter.

Suddenly, the seraph spirit on her body throbbed, and she opened her slightly slender phoenix eyes.

In the eye sockets are a pair of azure pupils, as crystal clear as bright sapphires.

"It's Grandpa's martial soul aura. What happened? Do you want to go and see? Forget it. With Grandpa here, he can settle even big things. Let's continue to practice. I want to become stronger. I can't. Live up to grandpa's expectations."

Although Qian Renxue was curious, she was an obedient child, especially Qian Daoliu's words, so she suppressed her curiosity and decided to continue practicing.

Qian Renxue felt that the best person in the world for her was her grandfather.

Even my father can't compare to my grandfather, because my father is always busy with the affairs of the Wuhun Palace and doesn't have much time to spend with her.

From childhood to adulthood, there was only one who accompanied me from beginning to end, grandpa Qian Daoliu.

So she is closest to grandpa and listens to him very much.

…………

Inside the Pope's Palace.

The ghosts, ghosts, leopards and three of Yueguan are having a hard time at this time.

After Qian Daoliu stabilized Qianxunji's injury, he didn't withdraw his martial spirit immediately.

He turned around and looked at the ghosts, ghosts, leopards and three people at Yueguan, their expressions were extremely gloomy, like a fierce tiger that wanted to eat someone.

The three of Yueguan trembled in fright, so they had no choice but to bend down even lower.

"Humph!"

Qian Daoliu snorted coldly, and the power belonging to Limit Douluo was instantly aroused, condensed like substance, and directly bombarded the three of Yueguan.

boom--!

The three people in Yueguan suffered heavy blows, they slammed hard on the wall of the Pope's Palace and then fell, making the three people who were already seriously injured even worse.

Puff-!

The three of Yueguan spat out blood each, struggled to get up, trembling, knelt down in front of Qian Daoliu again, not daring to complain.

"what happened?"

At this time, a rough voice came from outside the door, the voice was full of doubts, and then a strong old man in golden clothes walked in from the door of the hall. It was the second enshrinement in the hall of worship—Golden Crocodile Douluo.

He was just playing with his newborn granddaughter, so he came a little late.

Flashing to the arena, the first thing he saw was Jin Ming, who was lifeless on the ground.

The golden crocodile was stunned for a moment.

The next second, his body shook violently, obviously he had received a huge blow, and for a while, he couldn't accept it.

Then he collapsed directly, holding Jin Ming into his arms with trembling hands, crying bitterly: "Son, what's wrong with you? Why did you go out like this? Get up quickly. You can't die. If you die, what will Yue'er do? Who will protect her in the future..."

Behind, all the powerhouses of the Title Douluo level followed closely.

Everyone came to the Pope's Palace one by one.

After seeing the dying Pope and the dead Jin Ming, all of them opened their eyes wide in shock, and when they saw the miserable Yueguan three, their eyes were full of sympathy and pity.

They thought that if the pope died because of this, it is estimated that all three ghosts, ghosts, ghosts and leopards at Yueguan would have to be buried with him.

(End of this chapter)