Douluo angel and knight

Chapter 426 I'm Not a Good Person

Qian Ningshuang, who watched the entire battle and the ending, was a little surprised.

No growling and questioning why my sect was destroyed, no growling and belittling each other...

Just chatted with each other and got into a fight.

Then Qian Daoliu won.

Then he gained refinement and attained a cultivation level comparable to that of a second-level god.

"Grandpa..." On the same small island, there are two more graves.

There is no stele, nothing too luxurious, just two simple soil bags.

There is not even a corpse inside, only two sarcophagi with two names engraved on them.

The corpse was burning blazingly, Qian Daoliu did it himself.

But Qian Daoliu stood in front of the two graves, silent.

Qian Ningshuang wanted to ask something, but she didn't know how to say hello.

"The body of a limit, a demigod, was taken by others, but it can cause a lot of things."

Qian Daoliu seemed to know what his granddaughter wanted to ask, so he turned his head and reached out to touch her head.

"Kind, there's always a grave."

Qian Ningshuang nodded, the custom of the Douluo people is to burrow into the ground for safety, and they are really spiritual.

Whether it is a last resort, or there is really no condition, it is better to be buried in the soil.

In fact, she still has a lot to ask, such as how the old generation's grievances and resentments were?
For example, what is Bo Saixi's real name?
……

But these questions seem to be nothing to ask.

People are dead, let the past go with the wind.

"Grandpa, I'm going to retreat for a while, and I'm here." Withdrawing his hand, Qian Daoliu said.

Qian Ningshuang didn't speak, Qian Renxue just nodded.

If it's only at the god level, then there's no need to close any barriers.

The accumulation of Qian Daoliu has arrived long ago, but there is only a slight feeling missing.

But for the overall sacrifice of Sea Monster Island later, it is necessary to stabilize the realm.

Speaking of Kraken Island, though.

"Sister, why is there no lower realm?" Qian Ningshuang turned her head to look at Qian Renxue, who was beside her. Seeing that there was no lower realm, Mr. Qian Chongling turned her head back.

She could only ask Qian Renxue.

Isn't offering a sacrifice also demolishing the dojo?
"I don't know." Qian Renxue shook her head.

Theoretically, even if the Seagod is gone long ago, some gods can use this sudden opportunity to descend to the realm.

But in fact, until Sea God Island disappeared completely, there was no movement in this world.

"Okay, no need to worry about that.

"You should keep busy with the Pope's affairs, and keep playing with the soul master competition.

"The soldiers come to block the water and cover it with soil."

When Qian Daoliu's voice came, the old man was quite open.

"Okay, then let's go first, Grandpa."

With the current strength of Wuhundian, there is really no need to be afraid of one or two gods coming suddenly.

"By the way, after the soul master competition is over, let's do what you need to do.

"Wuhundian can still suppress those gossips."

At the end, Qian Daoliu seemed to think of something again, and said to the girls who had turned around.

The bodies of several people paused strangely.

In the end, Qian Renxue turned her head helplessly.

"Grandpa, why are you worrying about these things? It's not bad just like this."

"No, I'm an old man.

"Since the granddaughters have a sweetheart, they must have such a grand wedding, otherwise it will be against the rules."

Coupled with the already young face, the term "old man" is quite inconsistent.

"Okay, I'll start preparing when I get back."

Qian Renxue nodded helplessly, gossiping, she really doesn't care about this.

She also understood what Qian Daoliu was worried about, and it was nothing more than worrying about being an enemy of God, and when it would suddenly disappear.

It will be a pity that I cannot see the wedding of my granddaughters.

Strictly speaking, this is indeed a problem.

She really wanted to give an explanation to a certain golden retriever.

There are a few others, after all, they have more or less in-depth exchanges.

It's hard to say who is the one with multiple boats these days.

The others, however, had long since disappeared.

……

"Evil soul master with tens of thousands of years?

"Interesting, I didn't expect that I, Shura, would sometimes go wrong.

"You guys said, didn't you?"

It was gray, and nothing could be seen, like in a chaotic space.God Shura held the sword in one hand and the special soul tool obtained from the lower realm at the price of a high priest in the other, and asked a group of people with a smile.

There was no answer, not even a sound of breathing.

The subjects of the question were all with their eyes closed tightly, and they were in special containers one after another, randomly arranged in a strange space like puppets.

"Now I can break the space-time barrier on your container, it's as easy as pie."

In front of Shura, there was an opened container and a human-shaped white ash.

That was the previous God Shura.

He lied, or was distracted and lied.

It is indeed difficult to break through the protection of time and space, but it is by no means impossible for no one in the entire universe to break through.

At least a first-level god can be defeated by paying a certain price, and the king of gods can only be broken by paying a price.

But it can be broken after all, can't it?

It's not a lie, a divine sense really can't break the space-time protection on Tang San's stomach.

And strictly speaking, it is a relatively special space-time protection, and even the king of gods may not be able to break it.

But he is sure that the variable can be broken.

The soul guide in his hand must also be broken.

"Soul Guidance Device? I should call you Honkai Technology." Smiling at the special device in his hand, Shura put it in front of another container.

Naturally, the space-time barrier will not actively attack people, it can only defend.

"But now, can you still prevent it?" The hand holding the special device easily penetrated into the space-time barrier.

Then, as if something unsolvable happened, the invisible barrier disappeared.

Shura successfully opened the container.

"I'm sorry, the first God of Cookery." While saying sorry, Shura stabbed the long sword in his hand without hesitation.

The blood began to flow along the sword body to Shura's body, and the body that Shura had become the first God of Cookery gradually became pale and shriveled.

until it becomes a white powder.

This process seems to have taken a long time, and it seems to have only taken a moment.

Not surprisingly, time in this space is in a state of chaos.

As for Shura, after taking a deep breath in satisfaction, he turned his head and looked at the containers arranged in disorder.

There are nearly a hundred of them.

"I really don't know what I thought at the beginning, but I only took one gold to enter the treasury."

Looking at the device in his hand, Shura sighed again.

Then, he raised his head.

It seems to be looking at the gray and chaotic space, and it seems to be looking at something.

"Did you say so? Dragon God? Or something else?"

It turned out that he wasn't asking these unresponsive puppets just now, he didn't know who he was asking.

"You can hear, or rather, you can see, can't you?"

Then he lowered his head again, raised the device in his hand to his face, and rubbed it twice.

"It's really a good thing, I'm completely out of your control, and I can even play by myself.

"You must be incompetent and furious somewhere, but it doesn't matter, you dare not do it."

Go to the next container and operate as before.

"I won't do what you want, I will do my best to kill the variables.

"I will only take it easy, slowly, and send away all the chess pieces in your hand."

In front of another container, he still stretched out his hand and stabbed the sword.

"Then, I will personally commit suicide in front of you, skinning and cramping you!"

He took another deep breath of satisfaction.

"Of course, before that, I will serve Tang San well, whom you have placed high hopes on.

"It's just that it may not meet your expectations.

"After all, I am not a gentleman, nor am I a good person who gives away the god position for free."

(End of this chapter)