Douluo's life to the end

Chapter 8 The Ancestor Turned Out to Be a Youngster

Seaside resorts in unknown worlds

A figure wearing big colorful underpants, lying on a sun lounger, lazily basking in the sun, this is a young man about 25 or [-] years old, at this moment, he is admiring the beach in front of him with a very gentlemanly look All kinds of balls on the table, and at the same time exclaimed.

"This is a C-grade ball, this is incredible, it's F-grade."

Suddenly he paused, and said incredulously: "What's the situation, this old man usually plays cards, but isn't he very slick when he plays cards? How long has it been since now, and he almost played himself to death?"

"No, I have to go see it, otherwise a good tragedy will become a comedy, and you know I hate comedies the most."

Dividing line.
Douluo Continent, inside Sunset Forest
At this moment, on the edge of the cliff, there was a scene like hell, with severed hands and feet everywhere, and all kinds of colorful large intestines.
Dressed in white and shrouded in black mist, Qian Zhongling tilted his head and said to himself from time to time: "Your body structure is the same as that of ordinary people, but you are not human, so what kind of species do you belong to?" ?”

"Dididi! Abnormal mental fluctuations of the host were detected, and the system temporarily took over the body"

A burst of abnormally rapid electronic sound resounded in Qian Zhongling's mind, and the cold and mechanical electronic sound made him recover a little bit of sanity.

Qian Zhongling's eyes closed slowly, and then suddenly opened within a second, his eyes were full of indifference, it was obvious that this was not his own consciousness.

"Qian Chongling" looked at the "beautiful" picture in front of him, and said with a faint smile: "You can play this kind of opening like this, old man, where is your usual cleverness?"

"Fortunately, you remember the principle that the black is three times stronger, and the white is weaker by three points, otherwise it will really turn into a comedy."

Suddenly, he felt a faint breath being pulled away from his body, and it was transmitted directly into the void.

"Damn, it turned out that I forgot to turn on the shield for him. This world has almost drained his luck. No wonder the old man is so unlucky. He ran into the evil soul master's lair as soon as he stepped out of the door."

As soon as the words fell, his right palm turned into a ball of light and shadow, and his fingers swiped in the void, quickly completing a dozen seals.

"Fix it, so that the luck will not be forcibly drawn by Douluo World, and the system will slowly replenish it."

"By the way, open another shield."

"Qian Chong Ling" clapped his hands after pinching the seal, and said with a faint smile.

Qian Zhongling's predecessor, Qian Ling, came to Douluo Continent. He was actually a stowaway. Usually, he was shrouded in the luck of Wuhun Temple, so the amount of draws from Douluo World would be relatively small, without much impact.

But as soon as it came out, without a protective umbrella, it was extracted on a large scale until it was drained, and finally died unexpectedly.

After all, the fact that Sandao came to Douluo Dalu was actually because God Shura chose him as his successor, and he lived in Douluo Dalu in a fair and honest manner, not by smuggling.

"Huh? It seems that people from Wuhundian are here, so I should go offline too."

Dividing line.
Three days later, Wuhun Hall, the deepest part of the Elder Hall.

The current Pope of the Wuhun Temple, Qian Zhongguang threw the unconscious Qian Zhongling under a tall angel statue with a dark face.

"Fortunately, in order to prevent future generations from falling into darkness, the ancestor of the god left behind a pair of angel wings, otherwise I don't know how to save you, kid."

After talking about Qian Zhongguang's seraph spirit directly possessed him, two purple, five black and two red, nine soul rings appeared on his body, and he softly shouted: "The ninth soul skill—angel light!"

As soon as the words fell, a bright light directly shone on the pair of wings at the bottom of the angel god statue. The wings carved from white jade rock became more and more crystal clear at this time.

As the light shone, gradually the rock-sculpted wings turned into a pair of golden real wings.

With Qian Zhongguang's light move, the pair of white wings fell from the air and entered Qian Zhongling's body from his back.

"It's up to you now." Qian Zhongguang sighed and walked out of the elder hall silently.

The next day, Qian Zhongguang summoned all the titled Douluo in Wuhun Hall with a serious face, ordered the assistance of the two empires and the upper three sects, and once again struck out with a thunderbolt to wipe out the evil soul masters in the entire continent. The Dugu Family of the Snake Martial Soul.

In this era, Wuhundian is a well-deserved colossus, even Qian Zhongguang alone is enough to sweep the two empires and the upper three sects, not to mention there are eleven titled Douluo in Wuhundian.

It's just that Qian Chongling couldn't know all of this. A noble, graceful and luxurious beautiful woman appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness. There were six golden wings behind the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman looked at the corner of the Sea of ​​Consciousness sitting in a daze, with her arms around her knees, and behind her were the six jet-black Qian Chonglings, she spoke earnestly.

"If it weren't for the strong blood of thousands of families in your body, I really doubt whether you are my descendant. After all, although it is expected that the descendants may fall into darkness, your level is much higher than I expected."

"However, no matter what happens, the past is the past. Whether you are a human or a god, you must look forward."

"Just like me, I'm just a spiritual thought left by Qian Yuanxue (angel god) before ascension, and I haven't been able to contact the main body for a long time, and it's about to dissipate, but I will still live the remaining days well."

"That's right, let me tell you a secret. In fact, she didn't get married and have children. The first generation ancestor of your Qian family was created by her with her own blood."

Following the words of the Angel God Divine Sense, five of the six pitch-black wings behind Qian Zhongling had turned golden, and three quarters of the last black wing had turned golden, and soon all of them turned into gold. Original gold color.

At this moment, Qian Chongling raised his numb face, and there was a gleam in his empty eyes. He muttered to himself, "It turns out that the ancestor of God is not only a chatterbox, but also a young child?"

Hearing this, the Angel God Divine Sense that was about to disappear suddenly staggered, and her figure flickered. She couldn't bear it anymore and directly knocked Qian Chongling once, and then her figure disappeared.

It's just that after the divine sense of the angel god disappeared, two golden wings suddenly appeared behind Qian Zhongling, and his martial soul turned into an eight-winged angel at this time.

But it wasn't over yet, maybe the darkness in his heart was not so easy to resolve, eight pairs of jet-black wings grew out of nowhere from behind him.

In the end, light and darkness came to a stalemate, forming eight golden wings on the right and eight black wings on the left, which are clearly distinct and diametrically opposed.

Three days later, Qian Zhongguang came to the depths of the elder hall with a tired face, and saw his younger brother Qian Chongling wake up.

But because Qian Chongling didn't completely get rid of the darkness in his heart, he had no choice but to ground him in the depths of the Elder's Hall. Unless he passed away, Qian Chongling would never be allowed to step out of the Elder's Hall.

Qian Zhongling, who was imprisoned, did not resist, and it happened to be able to practice quietly here.

It's just that what Qian Zhongguang didn't expect was that even if he passed the test to increase the lifespan of the soul ring and had a long lifespan, his lifespan was not as good as that of Qian Zhongling who didn't take the test of angel gods.

In the end, Qian Zhongguang died at the age of more than 800 years, but Qian Chongling was still "hard and strong".

(End of this chapter)