Douluo's Blue Dragon

Fengyun Pavilion, Assembly Hall

Feng Wuji, Xiao Yun was sitting on the main seat, with Pope Bibi Dong on the left, Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo standing behind him, and Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire, on the right, with a middle-aged man about forty or fifty years old standing behind him.

"Two pavilion masters, what do you think of my proposal, Prince Tiandou?" Bibi Dong said calmly.

Feng Wuji looked at everyone present and said, "Bibi Dong, if I am not trying to attack you, that organization has a wide range of terrorist involvement and cannot be easily solved."

"You..." When Ghost Douluo heard Feng Wuji call Bibi Dong's name, he was like scolding Feng Wuji, but he was stopped by Ju Douluo.

"Don't be impulsive, old man. As a senior, you can indeed call His Majesty the Pope by his name."

As the two strongest people here, Feng Wuji had already noticed Ghost Douluo's little moves, smiled slightly, and ignored them.

"Oh, what do you have to say, senior?" Bibi Dong became a little serious.

Feng Wuji said coldly: "What I worry about has never been the organization of the Blood God Sect, but the people behind it. The soul skill of unified self-destruction is not something that humans can do."

"You mean..." Bibi Dong looked at Feng Wuji in shock.

Feng Wuji chuckled, "It seems that you have guessed it. If we were not worried about the existence of that kind of thing, we, Fengyun Pavilion, could destroy him just with his little Blood God Sect."

"Old Hai, what are they talking about?" Xue Qinghe asked in a low voice to the middle-aged man behind him.

The man known as Hai Lao looked at the people present and whispered: "Prince, these are the secrets of the mainland. If you are not the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire, neither I nor I have the right to listen to these. Please be careful." Listen! These will be of great use for you to inherit the Tiandou Empire."

"Yeah, I understand." Xue Qinghe nodded. Looking at Bibi Dong opposite, he murmured: "What on earth are you planning? Even God is involved."

While Xue Qinghe was thinking, a white figure suddenly appeared in the hall and rushed towards Feng Wuji.

"Hmph" Feng Wuji grunted, jumped up from his seat and rushed directly towards the man in white.

boom-

The two collided in the air, causing a huge wave. After a moment of stalemate, the two stopped one after another.

Feng Wuji used his sleeves to cover his slightly trembling hands, and said coldly: "Qiandaoliu, you old fool, you are still so arrogant after so many years."

"Excuse me. If we talk about arrogance and arrogance, who can compare to you, the sword madman?" the man in white laughed.

That's right, the person coming is the Great Priest of Wuhun Palace, one of the five peerless Douluo in the world.

Everyone's expressions were different when Qian Daoliu arrived.

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Daoliu who was talking to Feng Wuji and murmured: "Why is this old immortal here? Shouldn't he be keeping his angel inheritance?"

"Big Enshrinement" Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo both stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Qian Dao.

"Why is grandpa here?" Xue Qinghe looked at Qiandaoliu in shock. He didn't know what they were going to discuss today, but grandpa, who had never gone out anywhere, was actually here.

Ebi, who was behind Xue Qinghe, also saluted Qiandao, "I've met my senior."

"You just want me to stand and talk?" Qian Daoliu looked at Feng Wuji with a smile on his face.

"Hmph" Feng Wuji groaned, waved his right hand, and a chair followed, "Sit down! Otherwise, you won't say in front of those two people that we don't want to see you!"

Qian Daoliu was not angry at Feng Wuji's words and sat directly on it.

"What are you doing here? Why don't you continue to guard your poor place and come out for that little Blood God Sect?" Xiao Yun asked with a frown.

Qian Daoliu did not answer in a hurry, but waved his hand to form a huge barrier, wrapping Xiao Yun and Feng Wuji within it.

"So mysterious?" Feng Wuji looked at Qian Daoliu with a playful expression, full of ridicule.

"Uh..." Qiandaoliu was silent for a while and said: "Of course I am not here for the Blood God Cult, but for you. I know that you are looking for the inheritance of the god, and I happen to know the inheritance of a god. inherited."

Feng Wuji and Xiao Yun looked at each other and said, "Are you so kind?"

Qian Daoliu said calmly: "You also know that I just want to compete with Tang Chen. I only dealt with you to ensure the inheritance of angels. However, after so many years, I discovered that I am not qualified to inherit the throne of angels. So I Hope is placed on one person.”

"Is that Prince Tiandou?" Feng Wuji pursed his lips.

"Prince Tiandou?" A streak of white probed from Qiandaoliu's feet toward the Xueqing River, and soon his expression became brighter. "It's her. I can't inherit the throne of angels, and she is the most compatible with the throne of angels, so I don't pursue anything now. I just want her to inherit the throne of angels."

"What does that have to do with us?" Feng Wuji responded calmly, but his eyes were still talking to Xiao Yun.

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu said with some melancholy: "Don't you understand yet? We, who are over a hundred years old, have lost the qualification to inherit the divine throne. I lost the divine throne but I can cultivate her, you don't Did you also choose the one named Ye Xuanyun? He is twelve years old and a level fighting soul master. We cannot compare with such a terrifying talent."

Hearing Qian Daoliu's naked words, Xiao Yun and Xiao Yun instantly understood what he said, with a flash of light in their eyes and said: "You mean you can help us fight for that god's position, but only if you want us to help you To deal with Tang Chen and his descendants?"

"That's right." Qian Daoliu nodded, not caring at all about the sarcasm in Xiao Yun's words, "I know what you mean, but without me this time, you wouldn't be able to obtain that divine inheritance at all!"

"I want to see what you say." Feng Wuji lay on the chair and looked at Qian Daoliu with a mocking expression.

"Haha, the world's peerless Douluo can only be counted with one hand, and you two alone have it. That guy Tang Chen is in the Killing City, and she is on Poseidon Island. If you two join forces, no one can stop you. However, this time the Guardian God position is A demigod monster."

"Demigod?" The two looked at Qian Daoliu in surprise.

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After an unknown amount of time, the barrier was lifted, revealing Xiao Yun and the others who were full of sadness, Qian Daoliu with a smile on his face, and Bibi Dong and others who were blocked from the barrier.

Somewhere in the arena at this time

Hu Liena shouted softly, "One move will determine the outcome!"

"it is good"

The fourth soul skill: Phantom Sky

The third soul skill Hundred Flowers Body Protection

A gray ray of light shot towards the woman in white opposite, but when it was less than two meters away from the woman, it was blocked by a sea of ​​flowers.

Blocking the attack, the woman did not look happy. Feeling the sharp feeling on her neck, she said calmly: "I give up."

As soon as these words came out, Hu Liena put away the sharp claws on the woman's shoulders.

Hu Liena won this competition