Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall

   Chapter 13 Scum feeds spiders, not bad

after one day.

  Yueguan and Guimei carried Pope Qianxunji on their shoulders, ignoring the serious injury, they drove at full speed without sleep, and finally returned to Wuhun City.

   Ghost Leopard woke up halfway, so Jin Ming's body was carried by him.

   Time is running out.

   They did not choose to enter through the city gate, but directly flew over the 100-meter-high city wall to reach the Pope's Palace.

  …

   worship hall.

   Under the lifelike Seraphim statue.

   An old man with long blond hair like Chihiro Ji is kneeling on the futon and praying devoutly.

  The old man is handsome, with a profile similar to Chihiro Ji. He is tall, but not strong. He looks only in his 30s or 40s, but he is actually more than 100 years old.

   He exudes a calm and tranquil atmosphere, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

   This old man's name is --

   Thousands of streams.

   His cultivation has reached the ninety-ninth level of Limit Douluo.

   is one of the three major Limit Douluos in the world, the Great Enshrinement of the Spirit Hall, known as the invincible in the sky. He is the keeper of the Douluo Hall and the Enshrined Hall, the former Pope of the Spirit Hall, and the father of the current Pope Qian Xunji.

   Qiandaoliu sensed it when a few people from Yueguan flew over the walls of Wuhun City.

   "In such a hurry, what's the urgency?"

   Qian Daoliu frowned.

   Immediately, his huge mental power was aroused, sweeping back and forth on the people in Yueguan.

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

   "Golden Crocodile, something happened!"

   Qian Daoliu left a sentence, and the sound transmission informed the second worshiping Golden Crocodile Douluo.

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

   At this time, a few people from Yueguan have arrived, and they have just put down the remains of Qianxunji and Jin Ming.

   "Big, big offering!"

  Yueguan, Guimei, and Ghost Leopard saw Qiandaoliu appear, they quickly knelt down on their knees, their eyes were full of fear, their heads were on the ground, and they couldn't help shaking.

   "Bone and tendons are broken all over the body, all five internal organs are damaged, hemiplegia, he is dying, his real body is broken, and his spirit is backlashed. If this injury is not treated in time, it is very likely to fall."

   Qiandao Liu flashed before the bed.

   With a glance, he knew Chihiroji's situation, and his face was extremely ugly.

   Immediately, he released his martial spirit instantly.

   In an instant, a huge six-winged angel martial spirit with a height of several hundred meters appeared.

   directly shrouded the entire Pope Hall.

   A soft and sacred golden light fell on Chihiro Ji.

   Soon, the pale face of Chihiro Ji finally recovered a trace of blood. Although it only temporarily stabilized the injury, it also gave Qian Dao Liu a sigh of relief.

   As long as you find a healing spirit master for treatment later, you should be able to recover after resting for a while.

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

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

   The sacred aura emanating from the six-winged angel Martial Soul was sensed by all the powerhouses in the Martial Soul Hall, and all the worshipers and elders in the Hall of Dedication and the Hall of Elders flew towards the Pope's Hall.

not far away.

   Bibi Dong, who was cultivating in the Hall of the Holy Virgin, 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 watched the situation with her mental energy.

   Soon she learned the general situation.

   "Hahaha! Chihiro Ji, you deserve it too!" Bibi Dong sneered at the corner of his mouth, full of schadenfreude and ridicule.

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

  Beside the orphanage, by the blue lake.

  Ye Qifeng is holding a book borrowed by Hu Liena.

   He raised his head and looked towards the center of Wuhun City, looking at the seraph who radiated holy golden light and was hundreds of feet tall.

  Ye Qifeng opened his mouth wide:

"This...couldn't it be the old man's spirit of Qian Daoliu? It seems that something major happened to have him summon all spirits. Based on the time, it should be Qian Xun Ji who went to capture Ah Yin. , I was hammered half to death by Tang Hao, and half paralyzed."

   "Well, if that's the case, then Chihiro Ji is not far from death. The scum feeds the spiders, it's not bad, it's a good death."

   is enshrined in the hall.

   In the room of a warmly dressed girl.

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

  This little girl has beautiful long blonde hair that is loosely scattered, her skin is better than snow, her facial features are charming and delicate, and the bridge of her nose is straight.

   Although he is young, he has the same appearance as Bibi Dong, but his temperament is obviously different, and he is proud and powerful.

   She is the young master of the Spirit Hall—

   Qian Renxue.

   is also the granddaughter of Qian Daoliu.

   Suddenly, the spirit of the seraph 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 dazzling sapphire.

"It's Grandpa's martial spirit, what happened? Do you want to go and see it? Forget it. With Grandpa here, even if it's a big thing, he can settle it. Let's continue to practice, I want to become stronger, but I can't. Live up to Grandpa's expectations."

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

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

   Even my father was not as good as my grandfather, because my father was always busy with the affairs of the Spirit Hall and didn't have much time to accompany her.

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

   So she is the closest to grandpa and listens to his words very much.

  …

   Inside the Pope's Palace.

  Yueguan, Ghost, Ghost, Leopard, and Leopard were having a hard time at this time.

After    Qian Daoliu stabilized Qian Xunji's injury, he did not immediately withdraw his martial spirit.

   He turned around and looked at the three ghosts, ghosts, leopards and leopards in Yueguan.

   was so frightened that the three of Yueguan trembled, so they had to lower their bodies even lower.

"Humph!"

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

  Boom--!

  The three people in Yueguan suffered heavy blows to their bodies, slammed **** the wall of the Pope's Palace and then fell, which made the injuries of the three people who were seriously injured even worse.

  Pooh—!

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

"what happened?"

   At this moment, a rough voice came from outside the door, and the voice was full of doubts, and then a sturdy old man in golden clothes walked in from the gate of the hall.

   He was just playing with his newborn granddaughter and came a little late.

   Dodged to the field, the first thing he saw was Jin Ming, who was lifeless on the ground.

  Golden Crocodile was stunned for a moment.

   In the next second, his body shook violently, obviously taking a huge blow, and he couldn't take it for a while.

Then he collapsed directly, holding Jin Ming into his arms with trembling hands, and weeping bitterly: "Son, what's wrong with you? Why did you go out like this? Get up quickly. You can't die. You're dead, Yue What should I do, who will protect her in the future..."

Behind   , all Titled Douluo-level powerhouses followed.

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

   After seeing the dying Pope and the dead Jin Ming, everyone opened their eyes in shock, and when they saw the miserable Yueguan three people, everyone's eyes were full of sympathy and pity.

   They thought that if the Pope died because of this, it is estimated that the three ghosts, ghosts, leopards and leopards in Yueguan would have to be buried with them.

   (end of this chapter)