Douluo: The God of Death returns, shocking Ning Rongrong at the beginning

In the quiet papal hall, as the Pope, Bibi Dong was like a madman at this moment, smashing everything here to pieces.

Especially seeing Hu Liena lying in the crystal coffin made this decisive pope show endless pain.

"Chenchuan, I hate you, I hate you!"

"I should have killed you in Wuhun City back then, so so many things wouldn't have happened!"

Bibi Dong's eyes were fierce, her face was ferocious, and she roared crazily, but suddenly she felt a sweetness in her throat, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out on the spot.

Looking at the traces of blood remaining on her fingers, Bibi Dong also felt her blood and blood rushing to her heart. She felt a little heavy in her chest, her whole vision went dark, and she fell to the ground and fainted on the spot.

And in the worship hall.

Qian Daoliu, who was the great worshipper, was standing there quietly, staring at Demon-Conquering Douluo who was half-kneeling on the ground.

The Sixth Enshrined Qianjun Douluo immediately ran over and showed a shocked expression when he saw that his brother was so seriously injured.

"what happened to you?"

Demon-Conquering Douluo lowered his head in despair and said, "I'm sorry...Grand Priest, I failed."

Qian Daoliu came to Jiang Mo Douluo, helped him up, and said softly: "Jiang Mo, what happened? Who hurt you like this?"

"It's Chenchuan, the God of Killing!"

Demon-Conquering Douluo gritted his teeth and said: "I didn't expect that this guy actually has seven hundred thousand year soul rings, and the age of the soul bones...! It seems that they have reached the realm of one hundred thousand years."

As soon as these words came out, all the powerful men in the worship hall were shocked.

Seven hundred thousand year soul rings?

Six pieces of full-level 100,000-year-old soul bones!

How is this possible!

Everyone in the arena was dressed exactly the same. Different from Contra's black and Titled Douluo's red, they were wearing golden robes.

Moreover, the patterns embroidered on each person's body are different. The patterns are embroidered with silver threads, each representing their martial spirit.

The gold robe and silver embroidery represent the enshrinement in the Elder Hall of Wuhun Hall.

The Wuhun Palace has been in operation for many years, and its profound foundation is unmatched by any soul master sect. There were originally twenty titled Douluo-level elders. Even if a few people died, the remaining ones were still huge. What is even more powerful is the offering in the Elder’s Hall.

But they have never heard of anyone who can possess seven hundred thousand year soul rings, plus six soul bones that are more than one hundred thousand years old!

Qian Daoliu half-squinted his eyes and murmured: "It shouldn't be... Could it be that this guy Chenchuan has been approved by God?"

As the spokesperson of the God of Angels, Qian Daoliu was extremely aware of the importance of this matter, but he did not learn anything about the succession of the divine throne from the God of Angels.

How much strength is hidden in this Chenchuan?

"You should go back and rest first, and inform Xue'er to return to Wuhun City. I have something important to ask her."

"Yes, a big offering."

Qian Daoliu stared at the angel statue not far away and thought to himself: "Chenchuan, Chenchuan, you are really making me understand more and more."

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Tiandou Empire.

Inside the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Chenchuan sat on a chair and tasted hot tea. He looked at the beautiful woman beside him, nodded and said with a smile: "I'm afraid this incident will completely anger Pope Bibi Dong. Nothing will happen to you."

Qian Renxue shook her head and replied calmly: "I have nothing to do. Fortunately, you didn't kill the Demon-Conquering Douluo. Otherwise, the strong men in the Enshrinement Hall would not let you go."

Demon-Conquering Douluo belongs to the Great Consecration Qiandaoliu and is also a ninety-sixth-level titled Douluo loyal to Qian Renxue. If he is killed by Chenchuan, then this matter will probably come to an irreversible end.

"Even if all the titled Douluo from Wuhun Palace gather together, why should I be afraid?"

Chenchuan replied somewhat indifferently.

If Demon Bear Douluo hadn't blocked that attack, I'm afraid Demon-Conquering Douluo would have turned into a corpse long ago. It's a pity that this guy ran away.

The failure of the soul hunting operation will also indirectly lead to the death of countless powerful people, and the Wuhun Palace will probably be in pain for a while.

Qian Renxue took a sip of hot tea and said with some sigh: "Chenchuan, you are indeed strong, stronger than I expected. I thought that even if I could repel the attack of those guys this time, I would suffer heavy losses.

But now it seems that I guessed wrong. "

"My strength is not something that anyone can guess, even the three most peerless Douluo today."

After hearing this, Qian Renxue was even more curious about the man in front of her, why he was so calm as water, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

It is enough to show that the other party has never put life first.

This is also natural.

If a person who has lived in a murderous city since childhood knew the value of life, he would not survive in a world full of violence.

This world respects the strong. If he wants to survive, Chenchuan does not rely on anyone but only himself.

Over the years, he has gradually become numb.

If it were the natives here, I am afraid that after leaving the killing city, the killings would be even more serious than in Chenchuan. At that time, it would be a real mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Chenchuan glanced at Qian Renxue beside him and said with a smile: "Don't worry, as long as you don't do anything to threaten me, I will not interfere with anything of yours. But if you have any evil intentions, then, You should understand the consequences."

It seemed like this was reminding Qian Renxue not to be too presumptuous, but in fact it was also a warning to her.

Although the two are friends, when it comes to fighting each other, Chenchuan will not show mercy.

Qian Renxue tidied the black hair beside her ears with her small hands, and replied calmly: "This is natural, I have said it last time, you are my friend, and you are also my only friend in this life, Qian Renxue.

Treating friends, I will naturally not do anything to you. "

"But please believe me."

Although Qian Renxue's voice was calm, it was somewhat pleading, as if she was telling Chenchuan that she did not want to be his enemy.

Chenchuan just glanced at Qian Renxue and didn't answer too much. He just tasted the tea silently.

Qian Renxue stood up slowly, exhaled a breath of turbid air from her mouth, looked at the dazzling stars in the sky, and said lightly: "In my world, like yours, it is all dark."

"Since I was born, I have never experienced any family affection, except for my grandfather. Every day, I have to bear the cynicism of others. At the same time, my... mother, who is the current Pope of Wuhun Temple, Bibi Dong, even hopes that I'm going to die here."

Mentioned Bibi Dong.

Qian Renxue's eyes were filled with strong hatred.

Just because of Bibi Dong, she didn't have a single friend in Wuhun Palace. When other people saw her, they would avoid her as if they were seeing a plague.

Every time Bibi Dong is mentioned, Qian Renxue's eyes are filled with mist. Thinking back on everything she has experienced, who can know?

Chenchuan's right hand that raised the tea cup also stopped moving. Looking at Qian Renxue's sad profile, he put the cup down, stood up slowly, and grabbed Qian Renxue's wrist. Before the other party could react, At the same time, he appeared directly in a quiet mountain range of Qibao Glazed Sect.

This place is surrounded by mountains and clear water. Countless peach trees are planted on both sides. Every spring, peach blossoms bloom.

The picturesque scenery is also intoxicating.

Chenchuan sat on the stone, took out a strong drink from the soul guide, raised his head and took a sip, with a deep solemn look on his delicate cheeks.

Then he said: "Actually, like you, I experienced the limit that most people can endure when I was six years old."

"Perhaps, I have a harder time than you."

Qian Renxue received cold looks from the sidelines, but Chenchuan paid attention to his life all the time, even when sleeping, he had to be vigilant at all times.

He started killing people when he was six years old. He has to be wary of everyone every moment of every day, even the people closest to him.

And after killing someone, Chenchuan would eat a meal to prove that he was still alive.

Qian Renxue also expressed sympathy for Chenchuan's experience, but there was a hint of appreciation in her beautiful eyes.

He nodded gracefully and said: "Yes, you are indeed much more dangerous than me. Although I hate this kind of life, I can guarantee my own safety."

"I'm afraid, even those strong men who have cultivated to the god level have never had the experience you just had."

God-level experts of all ages were gifted beings, but they had never had such an experience.

Six years old is just a child.

I'm afraid no one can survive in a world that only knows killing.

Qian Renxue smiled softly. Her smile seemed to possess some special magic power, causing the leaves of all the surrounding trees to sway gently and make a rustling sound.

Chenchuan took a sip of wine and looked at the swaying peach blossom tree, as if he was intoxicated by Qian Renxue's smile.

A glance, a smile, and a glance are enough to attract many people.

"Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color. It's true."

Chenchuan shrugged his shoulders and continued to drink a few taels with his head raised. He smacked his lips with some lingering thoughts and said: "Qian Renxue, if you are sincere like this, I will also treat you sincerely."

In this world, there are no permanent friends and no permanent enemies.

"Don't worry. Although I, Qian Renxue, am decisive in killing, I know how to write the word friend. After this time is over, I want to return to Wuhun City."

Hearing this, Chenchuan turned around and asked, "In that case, did Bibi Dong ask you to go back?"

Qian Renxue nodded without concealing it.

This time it wasn't just Bibi Dong who asked her to go back, but also her grandfather. Even if she didn't look at Bibi Dong's face, she also wanted to look at her grandfather Qian Daoliu's face.

So I have to return to Wuhun City no matter what.

The specific situation can only be discussed later.