Douluo: I am the true master

This scene made Qian Daoliu break into a cold sweat. Even Bo Saixi would never be able to do such a thing.

Qian Daoliu opened his mouth to say something, but was speechless because he was too shocked.

Ye Wen didn't want to talk to Qian Daoliu, and went straight to the main hall of the worship hall.

Looking at the pure white statue of a seraph filled with sacredness in the enshrinement hall, Ye Wen also marveled, presumably her prototype must be a righteous and awe-inspiring angel.

Qian Daoliu followed nervously at this time.

It was no wonder that Qian Daoliu was not nervous. This was not only the place where he practiced daily and held worship meetings, but it was also an important place for the inheritance of the angelic throne.

Just like the secret realm of divine inheritance on Poseidon Island, the secret realm of inheritance of Angel God is here.

Although Qiandaoliu's explosion just happened only for a moment, it also alarmed other worshipers, who entered the worship hall one after another and looked at the two people with complicated relationships in the hall.

As the top expert second only to Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile Douluo has always been fearless and stepped forward to ask.

"Brother, who is this guy?"

This shocked Qian Daoliu into a cold sweat. At this time, he could roughly confirm that the person in front of him was definitely a god.

And it was the god of the sea whom he once liked and was served by a woman.

Although he was a little heartbroken over Bo Saixi's passing, in Qiandaoliu's heart, the inheritance priority of the Angel God was ahead of Bo Saixi's.

Qian Daoliu hurriedly raised his hand to stop Golden Crocodile Douluo from continuing to speak, and even warned Golden Crocodile Douluo with his eyes to avoid him from doing bad things.

After all, Qian Daoliu understands best what the top experts think, and most of them just do whatever they want.

After all, he himself is this kind of person.

But Ye Wen did not take Golden Crocodile Douluo to heart, but felt the angel statue in front of him.

This unscrupulous behavior also made Qian Daoliu understand that Ye Wen was just as free as he thought.

Although not.

Suddenly, Ye Wen sighed softly and said.

"It seems that the angel god has really fallen."

As soon as these words came out, Qian Daoliu, who had maintained restraint, instantly broke through his guard.

Not caring about offending the gods, Qian Daoliu hurriedly asked, "Why did Lord Poseidon say this!?"

Although he was surprised that Qian Daoliu guessed his identity at once.

But you, a hundred-year-old man, call me a young adult

Well, humans are such creatures that generally bully the weak and fear the strong, and I should have understood this a long time ago.

Without the layers of level 99 Ultimate Douluo and Angel God High Priest, the old man in front of him is just a vulgar person.

He has no character of a strong man. If it weren't for the blessing of the angel god's high priest, he would probably be just another Qian Xunji.

After all, how could an Extreme Douluo, who maintains the status of the Spirit Hall by killing potential weak threats, understand the true meaning of justice in the Angel Spirit?

Sure enough, if Douluo Continent is cut open, it is a network of relationships.

It’s useless for a person to know how to fight. What he comes out to talk about is background and connections.

However, Ye Wen did not answer in a hurry, but glanced at the six worshipers coming from behind.

The second one is dedicated to Golden Crocodile Douluo, level 98, the martial soul Golden Crocodile King. He is very powerful. He was once as famous as Sword Douluo Chenxin’s grandfather and was known as the leader of the older generation.

The third one is dedicated to Qingluan Douluo, level 97, the martial soul Qingluan Divine Bird, who is good at using wind elements and sonic attacks.

Fourth Enshrined Lion Douluo, level 97, Martial Soul Flame Lion, remember that he seems to be able to control all beasts and soul masters below Soul Saint, it is simply an anti-army treasure.

Five enshrined Guang Ling Douluo, level 96, Wuhun Guang Ling Divine Bow, marksman, there is nothing much to say.

Sixth is dedicated to Qianjun Douluo, level 96, martial soul coiling dragon stick.

Seven Dedicated to Demon-Conquering Douluo, level 96, martial soul coiling dragon stick, and Qianjun Douluo are twin brothers.

This strength, this qualification, this martial spirit.

If there really is a god to inherit, which one of them is not better than those Shrek Seven Monsters who took jelly grass and acquired cheats?

The strength of the six of them can be regarded as a bug. If all six of them are dispatched when attacking Poseidon Island, then Sea Dragon Douluo, whose highest strength is only level 95 in the Seven Sacred Pillars, will fight against Wuhun Palace?

It would be such a waste for such talents to die in the later stage of the battle with Tang San.

As long as they put on a set of five-character battle armor, the six of them can almost be said to be ready-made priest-level thugs. Wearing a six-character battle armor, they are at least a third-level god, and it is not impossible to think of a second-level god.

Then Ye Wen finally looked at Qian Daoliu, who was a little nervous.

"High Priest of the Angel God, how long has it been since your Angel God responded to you? Aren't you the one who should know best?"

Qian Daoliu looked a little ugly at this time. The angel god he had served in the past fifty years had indeed never sent down an oracle again.

But Qian Daoliu still tried to quibble, "Maybe it's because I didn't respond to me because something happened to me.

Please don’t be alarmist, Lord Poseidon. "

Ye Wen glanced at Qian Daoliu helplessly.

Look at what you look like. It is clear that the angel god must have fallen all over your face, but you are deceiving yourself that the angel god has not fallen.

Sure enough, the highest level of a liar is to deceive oneself.

Then Ye Wen raised his thumb and pointed behind his back to the sacred seraph statue behind him.

"The angel god doesn't even have the strength to leave a trace of his divine consciousness. What if he doesn't fall?"

As soon as these words came out, Qian Daoliu completely drained all his strength, his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground.

Qian Daoliu also remembered that his father once said that this Seraphim icon contains the divine consciousness of a great angel god left in the mortal world to protect the human race of Douluo Continent.

But since he became the high priest, except for the first moment, the angel gods behind him have never responded.

Qiandaoliu has been in fear for so many years, and even tried to defend the glory of the angel god by killing potential threats.

Qian Daoliu, who had always shown his strength in front of the worshipers, could not help but shed tears of sadness.

"Great angel god. Great angel god."

This scene made Golden Crocodile Douluo, the second younger brother, feel a little sad. He wanted to step forward to help his eldest brother, but he stopped in mid-air because there was another outsider in the palace, one who was so powerful that even his eldest brother could not help him. Outsiders who warn themselves not to act rashly.

Ye Wen did not break the sad atmosphere without understanding the style.

But after a while, Qian Daoliu seemed to understand something and murmured.

“No, the angel God has not given up on His people.

As His High Priest, I can still feel the presence of that holy Godhead.

As long as Xue'er is stronger, I can start the Nine Angel Exams for her and inherit the glory of the Angel God. "

Qian Daoliu's originally dead eyes were now completely covered by fanaticism.

He kept saying, yes, the Angel God is not dead yet, his glory will continue, long live the Wuhun Palace and other fanatical words.

As a preview, updates will begin on New Year’s Day.