The Peerless Dragon of Tang Sect Shocks the World

The first-generation angel god did not have much anger in his heart, but instead became slightly interested in the very young boy Gao Kong.

"Come here by yourself. I won't arrest you. Tell me how many things have happened in Douluo Continent in the past ten thousand years."

When the voice came, Jiang Shuo half-closed his eyes, thinking and sizing at the same time.

After a while, he nodded, descended from the sky, and landed on the ruined hilltop of Wuhun Mountain.

"Tell me first, what is your name?" the former angel god asked.

Jiang Shuo told him his name.

The woman thought about it carefully and said, "Before I left, there was no high-level god named Jiang in the God Realm."

"Who are your ancestors?"

A family of gods was born again in Douluo Continent. She needed to know whether this was related to the fall of Wuhun Palace.

If Qianjia really failed to live up to expectations, she would have nothing to say.

Jiang Shuo thought for a moment and said, "The ancestors of the Jiang family only showed up four thousand years ago."

"In four thousand years, one god king and two first-level main gods have been born. I am the fourth person to break through the hundredth level."

The first generation angel god frowned, "God King?"

"Are you kidding me?"

How powerful and noble the god king is, the first level main god is far from being able to compare with it. There are only two god kings, good and evil, in the entire god world.

Even now she is a little inferior.

Jiang Shuo looked at her and said, "After you left, the two God Kings of Good and Evil also left the God Realm, and now their successors have taken over."

"But I don't know what happened. The original three law enforcement gods were also promoted to god kings. Later, my ancestor Taixu God broke the shackles and succeeded in creating his own godly position, and he also joined this ranks."

The expression of the first-generation angel god finally changed.

The changes in the divine world were so drastic that she was a little surprised.

Jiang Shuo continued slowly: "The downfall of the Qianjia began with Qian Renxue thousands of years ago. She lost to the successor of Poseidon. The new Rakshasa God, the pope of Wuhun Palace, also lost to the successor of Shura God. Wuhun Palace This is how it fell."

The first generation of angel gods was astonished, and many gods were born.

"Why can't I feel the breath of the angel god?"

Jiang Shuo spread his hands and said, "If you become a king or lose a bandit, then naturally your divine personality will be shattered, and your divine position will also be shattered."

"Nowadays, most of the descendants of the angels who called you back have changed their surnames. There should be no more people who dare to have the surname Qian."

All the past events were like heavy hammers, hammering into the heart of the previous angel god, making her suddenly feel in a trance.

The created god's throne was shattered, and the descendants withered and changed their surnames one after another. The once prosperous Angel family ended up like this.

She finally knew why she received the urgent call from the descendants of the angel family in the distant universe.

The dilapidation in front of him became more and more shocking, and the former angel god fell silent.

Jiang Shuo didn't say anything after seeing this.

It is precisely because this predecessor was once a person from the Douluo plane, not an outsider like the Abyss, that he said so much.

The atmosphere in the God Realm must be weird now, so I might as well add to the fire.

There should be no harm in getting to know this first generation.

Anyway, she didn’t seek revenge against Jiang’s gods.

The enemy's loss is our gain.

After being silent for a long time, the first-generation angel god raised his eyes again.

Sky-gold eyes focused on the young man.

"I want to go back to the God Realm to find my old friends for help and reshape the angelic throne. You can't get there."

Jiang Shuo shook his head, "Junior has something to do, so he can't go up now, but senior needs help. My two ancestors of the Jiang family, the God of Space and the God of Thunder, can help. Then you can just say that you have seen me before, and that should be fine. "

The first-generation angel god nodded after thinking for a moment. A second-level god without a god status could not help much.

The God of Space and the God of Thunder are two powerful first-level gods.

"Among the descendants of angels today, are there any people who can be supported?"

She has been gone for tens of thousands of years and knows nothing about the current situation of the descendants of the Qian family.

This sentence can be regarded as a reward for helping. If you choose well, you will be a friendly first-level god.

Jiang Shuo also quickly understood the inner meaning of this sentence.

I couldn't help but smile happily in my heart, what an unexpected surprise.

If this first generation can really reshape the position of angel god, and his successor is chosen by him, then he will undoubtedly be a great ally.

Who to choose...

At this time, one sentence may very well determine the ownership of a first-level god.

Suddenly, Jiang Shuo's heart suddenly stopped.

An indescribable feeling of surprise, surprise, and fate suddenly came to my mind.

Leaf Bone Clothes...

Among the descendants of angels, who else can compare to her?

Of all the angel descendants he knew, including his former rival in the competition, the two-winged angel Yu Mengdi, the deputy master of Xingluo Hall Wang Xianer, and other angel spirits, none could compare with her.

Even if there is no friendship or selfish motives, she seems to be the only candidate.

There is really no preparation for the turning of the gears of fate.

Jiang Shuo was silent for a while and then said: "There is one."

"Since the angel's godhood was shattered, there is no longer a seraph martial spirit in the world, but hers is an excellent and mutated holy angel, no worse than a seraph."

"He is only thirty-four years old, but he is already in the Super Douluo realm and possesses three hundred thousand year soul rings."

"At the same time, she also practiced another way of cultivation besides being a soul master, which has also reached its peak; I think even Qian Renxue from thousands of years ago is not as good as her."

The first-generation angel god was stunned and blurted out: "Seriously?!"

She looked at the young man in front of her with some suspicion.

Since the angelic throne is broken, it is not difficult to understand that seraphs do not exist. However, the quality of holy angels is indeed not inferior to that of seraphs, but they just lack a little charm.

Coupled with those resumes... How could such an achievement be born in a dilapidated family?

Three 100,000-year-old soul rings... Qian Renxue didn't have them back then, and it was even harder to imagine for a thirty-four-year-old level ninety-five.

"I have to go and see for myself." The first-generation Angel God was dubious, and secretly sighed in her heart. If there really is such a descendant, she should feel extremely lucky.

Jiang Shuo nodded naturally.

He took this first-generation angel god through half of the Heavenly Soul Empire and arrived at Qingzhou Mansion.

In the Soul Guidance Hall in the east of the city, find Ye Guyi who is carving a metal core with the Blade of Life.

The first-generation angel god saw through bloodline and cultivation level at a glance, and fell into deep silence.

Miss Ye, whose face was full of astonishment and surprise, turned her head slightly to look at Jiang Shuo, but her eyes were filled with confusion.

Pursing her lips, she asked: "Who is this?"

There was some inexplicable familiarity, but Ye Guyi misunderstood that this was the woman the young man invited to her to cut off her thoughts.

I couldn't help but feel lonely and uncomfortable in my heart.

If you don’t want me, you don’t have to push me away...

Jiang Shuo glanced at her and said, "This is the first god of your angel family, the first generation angel god."

"As I told you before, a branch of the Angel family is calling her."

Ye Guyi suddenly raised his head, his red and tender jade lips wide enough to fit an egg.

Her body instantly stiffened.

He turned his head little by little and looked at the first-generation angel god beside him.

The two people's very similar pupils reflected each other.

Staring at each other for a long time, the knot that had accumulated on Ye Guyi's brows for a long time dissipated in an instant.

His body trembled slightly.