Douluo V: Qian Renxue’s child adopter, I become a god while lying down

Bibi Dong was a little surprised: "This is..."

She felt the same god-level power in Qian Daoliu.

but...

why?

Qian Daoliu cannot surpass the ninety-ninth level Extreme Douluo.

How is it possible to have the power of God?

The gap between level 100 and level 99 is as difficult as a natural chasm.

There are only two ways to break through.

Either pass the divine test, inherit the divine throne, and reach level 100.

Either rely on the energy of faith to become a god on your own, otherworldly.

Qian Daoliu doesn't do either of these things, so how can he have this power?

The doubts in her heart came over her like waves.

but.

Just the next moment.

She noticed that Qian Daoliu's face was very ugly.

He looked exhausted.

She had a guess in her mind, and her picturesque eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Old guy, what deal did you make with the Angel God?"

A hint of surprise flashed through Qian Daoliu's eyes, and he looked up at her: "It seems that you learned something after gaining the power of the Rakshasa God."

Bibi Dong narrowed her beautiful eyes: "The unification of Wuhun Palace is imminent, no matter what you want to do at this time..."

"As long as it disrupts Qingtian and I's plan..."

"Even if the sky protects you, I will kill you with my own hands!"

There was a strong murderous intent emanating from her body without concealment.

Qian Daoliu just smiled indifferently: "The Wuhun Palace was built with my hard work."

"No one wants Wuhun Palace to prosper more than me."

"I won't interfere too much in your and Qingtian's plans."

He took a deep breath, suppressed the blood that was about to rise in his throat, and calmed his heaving chest: "That's it."

After that, he turned and left.

Bibi Dong just watched and did not stop.

Her beautiful purple eyes shone with a faint light.

No one knows what she is thinking.

......

Within the broken clan.

"I don't welcome people from Wuhun Palace here!"

An old man with a strong build, a goatee, and still shiny black hair shouted loudly.

This person is none other than the leader of the Po Yi clan, Yang Wudi.

An eighty-two level offensive Contra.

Yang Wudi faced Yuan Qingtian and the others.

That look in his eyes was like a wild beast that chooses people to eat.

If some people with unstable minds caught his gaze, they would be so frightened that their legs would tremble and they would be unable to stand firmly.

But who is Yuan Qingtian?

What kind of storms have you never seen?

He's just a Contra, just a god standing in front of him. Do you think his eyelids will twitch?

"Old Yang, alas~"

For a moment, Bai He didn't know what to say.

Yang Wudi's experiences...

As a close friend, he should have shared the same hatred with Yang Wudi and jointly dealt with the Haotian Sect and Wuhun Palace.

But he 'abandoned the light and turned to darkness'...

The moment Yang Wudi saw Yuan Qingtian.

Even the look in his eyes changed its meaning.

"Old Bai, if I don't agree to his request today, are you going to work with him to deal with the Po Clan?"

Yang Wudi's sharp gaze was directed towards Bai He.

Bai He was speechless and turned his head shyly, not daring to look at him.

Yuan Qingtian shook his head, took a step forward, and calmly received Yang Wudi's eyes.

"Clan Chief Yang, I feel very sorry for what happened to your brother."

"But I hope you can be sensible."

"The grudges between my Spirit Hall and the Haotian Sect can never be eliminated without the burning of blood and fire."

"Your Po clan, like the other three clans, belonged to the Haotian Sect at that time."

"Since the Haotian Sect has done this, it is inevitable that you four tribes will be targeted by our Spirit Hall."

"The death of your brother can only be blamed on your incompetence as an elder brother and your inability to protect him."

"If you had that strength, how could you be like a crazy hyena?"

"Yelling and screaming on your own turf instead of attacking me directly."

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"

Bai He saw that Yang Wudi's expression was getting more and more strange, and he immediately wanted to stop Yuan Qingtian from continuing.

Yuan Qingtian didn't care.

He showed contempt and continued: "You said..."

"Is it right?"

"Hyena, Chief Yang?"

Several elders of the Po clan were originally silent.

But seeing Yuan Qingtian being so arrogant, they couldn't bear it anymore.

"A sharp-tongued kid actually insulted the leader of our clan like this!"

"Even if you are the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, my Po Clan is definitely not the place where you can be so presumptuous!"

"Do you really think that my broken clan is afraid of you?"

......

Their expressions range from indignant to vicious.

But they ran out of words.

But no one dared to rush up and slap Yuan Qingtian twice.

Yuan Qingtian saw it in his eyes and smiled on his face: "You are not bad, I can't even praise you."

The casualness of his words fully revealed the word "arrogant".

"hateful..."

Several elderly elders grinded the few remaining teeth until they made a "squeaking" sound, and were not afraid of grinding them away.

Yuan Qingtian smiled lightly and his eyes fell on Yang Wudi.

Yang Wudi also had a gloomy look on his face in the first few seconds.

That look in his eyes seemed like he wanted to swallow Yuan Qingtian alive.

But at this moment, although his expression was still not very good-looking, it had also softened a lot.

He is so old and has been sitting in a high position for so long.

You don't have the ability to control your emotions at all.

Then he has been the leader of the clan for decades, and it has been in vain!

He looked at Yuan Qingtian intently.

"You say so much just to anger me."

"Then once I show signs of taking action, you will take the opportunity to make a bet."

"In my rage, I must have said yes."

"In this way, I fell into your trap!"

"Because of the bet..."

"It's nothing more than 'if you lose, take the whole clan to the Spirit Hall' or something like that, right?"

"Haha~ Do you think I don't know your strength?"

"Do you really think I'm stupid?"

Yang Wudi stood with his chest crossed, his expression stern, as if he had seen through everything.

Bai He was stunned.

He didn't expect Yang Wudi to have this side.

What an eye-opener!

Sure enough, as long as one faces Yuan Qingtian, one's potential will burst out unconsciously.

Lao Yang...

Bullshit!

"Clap--"

Even Yuan Qingtian was 'forcibly controlled' for a while.

After reacting, I couldn't help but applaud him.

Yang Wudi's quick thinking is unique in Douluo Continent.

Unfortunately...

His thoughts are different from Yang Wudi's...

It’s totally irrelevant!

Yang Wudi was still smiling proudly and thought to himself: "What if a fledgling boy has some strength?"

“What’s the use of brains if they’re not enough?”

next moment.

"You smile so ugly."

"so..."

"I'm sorry."

The words that sounded like a magic melody immediately rang the alarm bell in Yang Wudi's heart.

Without even a trace of hesitation, he summoned the soul-breaking gun that could rival the Clear Sky Hammer in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, no one reacted.

Yang Wudi's body flew out like a kite with its string broken.

Then, it hit the ground heavily.

A large mouthful of blood spurted out.

The body of the gun was also stained red.

......