Douluo Qian Renxue: What if Douluo had a reversal?

Qian Renxue was shocked as soon as she stepped out of the carriage!

Towering ancient trees soar into the sky, and even ten people cannot hold such huge trees.

In the misty forest, towering ancient trees block out the sky and the sun, because the forest looks eerie and mysterious, and it is said that few people dare to go to this forest, and even if they go in, they never come out again. Even those powerful soul masters are no exception.

"Let's go, follow me into the misty forest, don't get lost." Qian Xunji took the first step and walked into the misty forest.

"Okay, Dad." Qian Renxue quickly followed. As for the carriage, it was not suitable to enter the misty forest, because there was no such wide road for the carriage to travel.

As soon as we entered the misty forest, our vision darkened. Because of the fog, we couldn't see very far.

The huge trees blocked the sunlight, making the misty forest look even darker.

At this moment, a rustling sound came, and Qian Xunji quickly pulled Qian Renxue to a tree and hid it.

Qian Renxue looked in the direction of the sound and saw a centipede as huge as a towering ancient tree, slowly crawling across the place where they were just now.

Wherever the centipede went, the trees were crisscrossed and broken, like the traces left by a giant python after crawling across the grass. Mud and debris shot out everywhere along the ground it passed. Thousands of huge abdominal muscles crisscrossed and undulated. The ground hit the ground, and the cracks in the ground criss-crossed and spread, like cracks in ice, collapsing everywhere...

Seeing this scene, Qian Renxue was so frightened that her scalp went numb. She hugged Qian Xunji's thigh tightly and did not dare to move, for fear of disturbing the terrifying centipede.

After the giant centipede left, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh my god, this centipede is just like a big tree. Can you believe it?

However, before Qian Renxue could react, another rustling sound sounded.

I saw a snake as thick as a tree crawling out from where the centipede was just now.

Qian Renxue fell into fear again. This was simply a real version of Orochi. What kind of world had she come to?

As if sensing something was wrong with Qian Renxue's mood, Qian Xunji patted her on the shoulder and said, "These are little animals that are not intelligent, Xue'er, don't be afraid."

Qian Renxue was speechless. Is this a question of whether she is afraid or not? Question: Do you call this a small animal? Dad, are you too curly?

Of course, it was impossible for Qian Renxue to say these words.

Qianxunji pulled Qian Renxue into the misty forest and said, "These animals on the outside are all animals that have not developed their intelligence, so we need to go inside, there should be the soul beasts you need."

Qian Renxue nodded, her face expressionless, and she was almost scared to death.

Letting go of Qian Xunji's hand, Qian Renxue raised her right hand. As her soul power was released, a black sickle appeared in her hand.

This time, the length of the handle was only one meter, and the length of the three-meter-wide blade was only over half a meter. Qian Renxue was very satisfied, it was just right for her now.

With this sickle in hand, I feel a sense of security.

While Qian Renxue followed Qian Xunji, she was alert to possible dangers around her.

The whole person looks like a kid, very cute.

Qianxunji held her forehead, this precious daughter was wasting her soul power and energy, but it was a good thing that her daughter was so vigilant, which meant that her daughter was smart enough.

The first rule of a soul master is that in a strange place, you must always be alert to everything around you to prevent danger.

Qian Renxue obviously did a good job, and Qian Xunji was very satisfied.

After a while, they arrived at the location of the ten-year soul beasts. These soul beasts had all opened up their spiritual wisdom. Although they were only a few decades old, they still made Qian Renxue a little scared.

Above the trees, a rustling sound sounded.

Qian Renxue looked up and saw a giant python sticking out its tongue. The moment Qian Renxue's eyes met, the giant python attacked them.

Seeing this, Qian Renxue quickly swung the sickle in her hand and cut the giant python in half with a simple horizontal slash.

Because the giant python swooped down from the sky, Qian Renxue was in tragedy and was directly stained with blood.

Fortunately, the blood of this snake is not poisonous, otherwise it would be even more tragic.

As the giant python died, a faint white halo appeared next to the giant python. Qian Renxue must have known this soul beast for more than ten years.

On the way, Qian Renxue read through the Douluo Continent Encyclopedia, which included an introduction to soul beasts. The soul rings produced by ten years of soul beasts are this kind of faint white halo.

The soul ring produced by decades of soul beasts is not this faint white halo, but a radiant white halo.

"Well done, she's my daughter after all." Qian Xunji praised, and the two of them continued on their way.

Qian Xunji didn't intend to take care of the situation just now. He knew that his daughter could handle it, so he didn't plan to take care of it, because the young eagle always had to grow up, and he couldn't protect Xue'er all his life. People are mortal. It's the same even if it's as powerful as a titled Douluo.

It would be better to let Xueer face this in advance, because the future Pope of Wuhun Palace cannot be a flower in the greenhouse.

Xueer may also become an angelic and god-like being, so these are just tests for her.

As a result, Qian Xunji was very satisfied.

Qian Renxue didn't know what her father was thinking, otherwise she would just roll her eyes.

Seeing the blood of the giant python on her body, Qian Renxue almost vomited.

The Soul of Death's Scythe is indeed powerful, but what does it mean for me, a girl, to hold a sickle?

Think of a girl wearing a black robe, holding a death scythe, quietly harvesting people's souls in the dark, and finally being spotted by the god of death and becoming the messenger of the god of death.

Thinking of this, Qian Renxue roared in her heart, I don't want it... This doesn't fit my personality.

Thinking about her angel martial spirit, Qian Renxue felt that it smelled very good, but it was a pity that my father said that I couldn't use it. Unless I could cultivate to the level of a titled Douluo, I wouldn't be able to use it in this life.

But in order to avenge my mother, I am willing to become a spider spirit, let alone the messenger of death.

As the two of them went deeper, they finally came to the area of ​​the century-old soul beast and the thousand-year soul beast.

Here, Qian Renxue also saw what is outrageous.

She saw a caterpillar as big as her?

She saw a hound with three heads?

She saw a snake with wings? And it can fly?

She didn't know what kind of spirit beast the caterpillar was, because there was no record of it in the encyclopedia. It had thick hair all over its body, like a hedgehog.

And another one with three heads, called a three-headed dog, showed a professional smile to Qian Renxue, which was outrageous.

As for the flying snake, Qian Renxue had seen it in the encyclopedia. It was called the Blue Sky Flying Python, and it belonged to the high-level bloodline of soul beasts. Because its whole body is blue, it doesn't look good, but it has a pair of wings that can fly in the sky. Only then was he called the Blue Sky Flying Python.

Mom, I want to go home. This is so outrageous. Qian Renxue kept complaining in her heart.

Qian Xunji looked at the flying snake and nodded with satisfaction: "Xue'er, that snake is a 780-year-old soul beast, and it is especially suitable for you."

Qian Renxue nodded, understanding what her father meant.

Just as Qian Renxue was about to make a move, she was stopped by Qian Xunji: "Xue'er, you are no match for him, let me do it."

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