Douluo starts with saving Bibi Dong

Chapter 8 Qian Daoliu's Guess!

"Roar!"

The ear-splitting dragon roar, and the hot black flames are oncoming!
This is a giant flame dragon composed purely of black flames, but absolutely no one dares to underestimate it!

Just because it is a Huaxia dragon made of nothingness swallowing flames!The totem of the ancient kingdom of the East!

When the three of them looked at the black flame dragon, they all looked solemn.

Because there are not only blazing high temperatures around the giant dragon, but the most dreadful thing is the strong devouring power, so the space around the black flame dragon is bursting with ripples!
At this time, on the other side of the Pope's Palace, in the Elder's Palace, a white-haired old man slowly opened his eyes and said, as if feeling something:
"kindness?"

"This kind of mysterious power...doesn't seem to belong to this continent?"

"And it's so strange, extremely hot, devouring? Spatial fluctuations!"

"That's the Pope's Palace! Bibi Dong!"

"What the hell is she doing?"

At the time of Wenwen, the white-haired old man who was sitting in front of a beautiful statue of an angel and goddess looked at the opposite side as if feeling something, his golden eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

From the outside, this old man with white hair, even the beard hanging between the chest has been dyed white, and the pair of golden eyes are embarrassing, but what emerges from the golden eyes is neither cloudy nor cloudy. The color is not clear to the bottom, but hatred and dissatisfaction!
"This kind of power! This kind of devouring power! It cannot be owned by this continent!"

"Wait, devour?"

Could it be!

"Is there something tricky in the Pope's Palace? Could it be..."

"But that Bibi Dong was a soul sage ten years ago, so it's impossible for him to pose any threat to my son Xunji. Could it be because of the strange power just now?"

I saw the white-haired old man showing hatred and anger for a while; hesitating and entangled for a while...

And the seven old men on the outermost edge of the goddess whispered to each other:

"Brother, what's the matter? Why are you angry and tangled for a while, could it be that you have Alzheimer's disease? Or is it the uncle who once a month?"

"Shhh, fourth brother, don't get involved with us if you want to die, if the eldest brother hears about it, we'll all have to finish playing!"

Hearing this, one of the gold-robed old men hurriedly stopped Xiu'er and spoke softly.

"Bastard!"

The old man, the resentment and unwillingness accumulated in the past ten years: the old man lost his son, the inheritance of thousands of years is about to be handed over to others, and all the negative emotions of dissatisfaction burst out at this moment!

"Ah! Damn it!"

"Ten years! It's been ten years since my son Xunji died!"

"You guys! You bastards! There's been no information for ten years, so what do I leave you to do!"

"Damn it, she's a pig. She should have grown up after ten years. What about you, what about you, trash! Trash! Not even a pig!"

A suffocating coercion radiated from the whole body of this skinny old man, and the seven old men in front of him trembled under the suppression!
This white-haired old man is one of the only three peerless Douluo in the world——Qian Daoliu!

And these seven old men who fell on the ground seemed to be the seven oldest and highest-ranking seven priests in the Wuhun Temple!

It is estimated that there are only a few people in this world who can scare these seven people.

Obviously, Qian Daoliu in front of him was one of the people they were afraid of.

It's not just because he is the great enshrined of the Spirit Hall, his status is transcendent...

For soul masters, those external false names have reached the level of being dispensable, especially for high-level soul masters!
The reason why they are afraid of Qian Daoliu is because of his strength as high as the 99-level ceiling, and the incredible nine soul rings lined up around Qian Daoliu!
Eight black and one red!
Such a transcendent configuration can make almost everyone daunted with just one glance!

"Great... Great worship, please take back your great supernatural powers, I'm waiting... I can't bear it anymore!"

An old man in golden robe who was closest to Qian Daoliu said with a slightly sluggish breath.

"Golden crocodile?"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu calmed down a little, his golden eyes looked at the golden robed old man who looked slightly older than himself, and he spoke slowly.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, a 98-level titled Douluo, is the oldest in the Spirit Hall, second only to himself in strength, and the "good housekeeper" who has been by his side since Qian Daoliu was young.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, he Qian Daoliu would still give this elderly man a little bit of favor.

"Golden crocodile, my son has been dead for ten years, ten years, today I finally have a guess, but I'm not sure yet..."

Finally, Qian Daoliu's slightly cold golden eyes gradually calmed down, he turned around, faced the exquisite statue of angel and goddess again, and said with his hands behind his back.

"Oh, so you have already made up your mind about the great offering?"

Feeling the terrifying Wia slowly dissipating around him, the seven people on the side of the golden-robed old man calmed down a little, and looked at the white-haired old man above with respectful eyes!

"Keep an eye on the Pope's Palace and Na Bibidong, remember to observe secretly for the time being, and don't startle the snake. After all, the current Wuhun Palace still needs her..."

"But if you find anything, Golden Crocodile, come to the Temple of Angels immediately without delay!"

"Golden Crocodile, the Elder Hall will be handed over to you for the next time, don't let me down!"

After finishing speaking, the white-haired old man turned around slowly, his golden eyes were full of coldness!

ridiculous!ridiculous!
My Nuo Da Wuhun Hall, the inheritance of my thousands of families for nearly ten thousand years, is going to be destroyed by my hands!

Bibi Dong!
No matter what monsters and ghosts are behind you, old man, once I catch any clues and clues, I will definitely use your life to pay back my son Xunji!

You must use your blood to pay homage to the deceased son of the old man!
At this time, the four people in the Pope's Palace still don't know anything about the Elder's Palace...

(End of this chapter)