Douluo’s Eternal Blue Electricity

Qian Juegui was lying on the roof, just looking at the sky quietly.

He didn't know if he would go home one day.

He used to think that the planet Douluo Continent was just one in the vast universe, and if he really became a god one day, he didn't really have any hope of going back.

But after so many years, he discovered a problem, his hope of becoming a god is really too slim.

His talent is excellent, and he will definitely not be inferior to anyone.

But he couldn't find the god.

The position of God of Angels in Wuhun Temple is something he can't win no matter what,

He didn't even qualify for the God of Angels inheritance assessment.

Just because he is a fallen angel.

The two ways of becoming a god mentioned in the original work are mainly based on inheritance.

But do you

Do you really need to rely on the power of Naoshizi's faith?

But it is impossible for me to collect so much power of faith.

On the side, Chu Qi walked slowly.

She knew that there were always many things on her mind, so she didn't ask any more questions, nor persuaded her.

She just lay quietly beside Qian Jue Gui and didn't speak.

I didn't know how long I stayed like this, when suddenly, Qian Ju Gui heard the next whistle.

Hey! Boss talking with big sister?

Qian Jingui rolled his eyes, and a soul power attack hit him.

The man's expression changed, and he quickly avoided it.

Qian Zhigui's soul power attack is different from other people's. If his soul power attack hits someone, the hit person will more or less have the symptoms of degeneration, madness and decay.

He watched as the soul power attack hit the lawn behind him, and then the lawn gradually turned black, decaying into a pool of black water.

Boss, what are you going to do? Tell me, are you going to silence me???

On the other side, a person sitting on the lawn sighed helplessly when he saw this scene.

With a wave of his hand, a touch of emerald green emerged from his fingers and palm.

The emerald green directly covered the black water, causing the black water to gradually disappear, and then there was another piece of green land.

Qian Jingui glanced at the man who started to whistle, and said, Tianzhen, if you have nothing to do, I can find something for you.

Qin Tianzhen was silent for a while.

I'm sorry Boss, I made a mistake Boss, I'm leaving now.

Ah.

Qian Jingui sneered and jumped down from the roof.

On the side, Chu Qi also showed a sneer on her usually calm and delicate face.

Qin Tianzhen. It's not over

A good thing to dare to spoil a woman.

Ah.

Qin Tianzhen curled his lips and went back to continue the barbecue.

It never occurred to him that he was in trouble.

But this is also the norm.

Qian Jugui looked at the stars, with a little tenderness and nostalgia in his eyes.

Wuhun Hall.

There were seven people standing in front of Bibi Dong.

They are not very old, but they are full of murderous aura, comparable to those bloodthirsty soul masters in the soul arena.

Especially the third person from left to right, with arrogance in his murderous aura.

Fanatics, Qin disciples!

Qin Tu got the nickname Mad Man because of his behavior in the Wuhun Hall.

The fighting style is crazy enough, and the character is crazy enough.

In the entire Wuhun Hall, he has never convinced anyone except Qian Daoliu, the chief priest of the Douluo Hall.

Including Pope Bibi Dong of the Spirit Hall in front of him.

In fact, in his heart, Bibi Dong was the one he looked down on the most. In his eyes, this is just a lucky woman.

Whether it's twin martial souls or inheriting the pope, in his eyes, it's all because of Bibi Dong's luck.

But because of Qian Daoliu's warning, he never took the initiative to provoke the pope.

But Bibi Dong knew very well what Qin Tu was thinking.

Her face was calm, but there was a hint of darkness in her eyes.

Naturally, she wouldn't find fault with Qin Tu just because she had nothing to do, after all, he is still useful now.

But if one day Tutu Qin is really useless, Bibi Dong will be the first to clean up Tutu Qin.

Bibi Dong looked at Qin Tu, with a look of coldness in his eyes, and said: Qin Tu, you are already at level fifty, go back and clean up, and you can go hunting spirit beasts.

You go and help him.

Bibi Dong waved her hand.

Yes, Your Majesty the Pope.

Bibi Dong stared at Tu Qin and the person standing in the middle.

Since the two of you have been promoted to soul kings, you are not allowed to miss this time in the competition. You must know that the Spirit Hall has given out two ten-thousand-year soul bones as rewards.

yes.

A look of excitement flashed across Qin Tu's eyes.

In fact, neither piece is particularly suitable for him, but it is a spirit bone after all.

only.

He secretly glanced at Bibi Dong.

He felt that this woman should not give him the reward.

Heaven Dou City.

Yu Tianheng and others, together with members of the first team of Tiandou Royal Academy, all gathered in this small restaurant.

It was the one who Yu Tianheng taught the big man the last time.

Most of the tables in the store have already been taken by them, but because they ordered and ate a lot, the boss didn't say anything.

Luo Tong took off the monocle and put it in the soul guide, then he picked up a skewer and started eating.

Luo Tong's eyes lit up.

He is a nobleman and a soul master, so he rarely comes to these places, and basically eats at home or at school, and they will not come to such small places if there is a real dinner.

Grilled skewers can be found everywhere, and it's not like he hasn't eaten them before, but on the other hand, each has its own method.

Aside from anything else in this small shop, Luo Tong was very satisfied with the grilled skewers anyway.

He said while eating: Tianheng, you played very well in the promotion match recently.

He knew that Yu Tianheng still had some useless hole cards, but because of this, his one-on-one and seven-on-one games made people even more astonished.

Yu Tianheng said while eating: Tsk, are you still watching the promotion match? I thought you had been concentrating on training and trying to be the soul king before the finals.

Luo Tong nodded.

Well, it should be in time, you still have nearly ten promotion matches, but shouldn't you be the soul king at least before the finals?

Yu Tianheng thought for a while, and said: I should be almost there. The promotion match after a while should be handed over to them.

Luo Tongyi raised his eyebrows and nodded.

As long as both of them can become soul kings, the chances of winning the championship will be even greater.

Maybe we can see the final match between the two teams of Tiandou Royal Academy.

Thinking of that scene, Luo Tong couldn't help laughing.

He entered school at the age of 12, and has spent half his life in the academy. He has also worked hard for Tiandou Imperial Academy for many years.

In his eyes, Tiandou Imperial Academy is his second home.

And if this year's Douluo Dalu Classic can achieve the achievement of turning the finals into a civil war, he will be happy for the academy from the bottom of his heart.

From a personal point of view, maybe this is nothing.

But from the point of view of the empire and the academy, the finals is a civil war at the Tiandou Royal Academy, so it can really be called glory.