Douluo: The Pope offers sacrifices to heaven at the start

Chapter 242 The Unlucky Tang Chen

Wuhun City, the Hall of Enshrinement.

Ye Tianqiong, who had just hurried back from outside, was lying on the bed to recuperate.

After self-destructing his clone, even if he regained his consciousness in time, Ye Tianqiong's body was still damaged and needed to rest for a while.

"Tianqiong, how do you feel now?"

Beside the bed, Qian Renxue and Gu Yuena were holding soups with concerned expressions on their faces.

There is no doubt about Ye Tianqiong's strength, and the enemy who can injure him is by no means an ordinary person.

"It's just a minor injury, just lie down for two or three days and it'll be fine. No need to make a fuss."

After swallowing the decoction brought to his mouth by the beautiful woman, Ye Tianqiong comforted him softly.

If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs. You can get so much information without exposing your true identity. It's not a bad injury.

The God Realm is a world at a higher level than the Douluo Continent, and the overall gap between the two sides is like a natural chasm.

If the gods in the God Realm were condensed into a steel plate, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky for humans on the Douluo Continent to push away the cages of the gods.

Fortunately, this incident proved that there is no harmony within the gods, and it is not an exception for them to scheming and killing each other.

The strongest fortresses always crumble from within.

As long as there are irreconcilable conflicts within the gods, it will be greatly reduced for Ye Tianqiong to subvert the divine world.

"It's getting late, you two go down and rest first."

Qian Renxue and Gu Yuena have been taking care of her for several hours, and Ye Tianqiong hopes that they can take good care of him.

"Are you tired of the two of us?"

Gu Yuena's purple eyes narrowed, her lips pursed and her voice was low, obviously unhappy.

Two beauties take good care of them, but they still dare to dislike them. This is ungrateful.

"Forget it, the time is coming, let Ah Qi and the others take care of you.

I'll see you next time when my shift changes. "

Gu Yuena suddenly lowered her head and took a sip on Ye Tianqiong's cheek. She took Qian Renxue's hand and made a gesture to walk outside.

"Tian Qiong, let's go first."

Qian Renxue also took a small sip, chuckled, and followed Gu Yuena out of the room.

Ye Tianqiong was always strong on weekdays, and it was rare to see him lying on the bed like this.

The girls who have been bullied can finally stand up and be the masters this time.

Ye Tianqiong glanced at the two girls helplessly, thinking that he would educate them well in a few days.

Ye Tianqiong was the only one who bullied others, so there was no reason to be bullied. This was absolutely intolerable.

The door opened, and the two girls glanced back, their eyes full of reluctance, and finally disappeared from Ye Tianqiong's sight.

As soon as the girls left, the second worshiper, Qian Daoliu, squeezed in through the door.

The Cardinal Speaker of Wuhun Palace was injured, and Qian Daoliu, who was acting as the government official, said that anyone should come to visit.

If Qian Renxue and the others hadn't been dominating Ye Tianqiong, Qian Daoliu would have appeared long ago.

"Second Consecrator looks very good. He seems to be doing well recently."

After not seeing him for a while, Qian Daoliu's face was much rosier, he was full of energy, as if he was 20 years younger, and he seemed to be living a very healthy life.

"Hehehe..."

Qian Daoliu, who was exposed, chuckled a few times, turned his head and looked around, and finally turned his attention back to Ye Tianqiong after a moment.

"That's it."

The ice cannot stop the flow of water, and the dead wood will come in spring again.

With free minds, Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi quickly broke through the restrictions and became an ordinary elderly couple, supporting each other and spending the rest of their lives together.

All this is thanks to Ye Tianqiong's going around.

"Tianqiong, how is your injury?

And over there in the Killing City..."

Qian Daoliu has dealt with countless evil soul masters, and has dealt with many of them.

Ever since the new King of Slaughter ascended the throne many years ago, the Slaughter City and Wuhun Palace have maintained relatively stable exchanges.The people in the Killing City had no reason to attack Ye Tianqiong, let alone hurt his strength.

Qian Daoliu could sense that there must be something unusual hidden in it.

“The Killing City, like Poseidon Island, is a place where gods search for the power of faith.

I triggered the backhand left by that god, so I was injured.

Judging from the current situation, the god who established the Killing City is very powerful, even more powerful than Poseidon.

He is just silently collecting faith and has not shown any obvious hostility towards Wuhun Palace, so I will not target the Killing City for the time being. "

Overthrowing the God Realm's control over Douluo Continent requires step by step. The problem of Poseidon has not been resolved yet, and Ye Tianqiong does not want to add another powerful enemy.

To deal with the enemy, you have to defeat them one by one, and then accumulate enough power to destroy the Poseidon before plotting against other gods.

"Your decision is correct.

The power of the gods is too strong, and we have to be careful. "

Qian Daoliu nodded and his expression became serious.

After learning that the angel god enshrined in the temple had been stolen and replaced, Qian Daoliu's faith almost collapsed. If he hadn't been unable to let go of Xiaoxue and Wuhun Hall's career, he would have resigned and retired to live in a deserted place.

Even though he was ready to fight the evil god to the death, Qian Daoliu still had a natural respect for the gods.

Ye Tianqiong was able to remain calm, neither arrogant nor impetuous, and did not rashly provoke powerful enemies, which made Qian Daoliu feel very at ease.

Under the leadership of such an outstanding figure, Wuhundian has the opportunity to get rid of control and accomplish great things.

"This time I went to the Killing City and found an interesting person. Speaking of which, that person is quite related to you, the second worshipper."

Ye Tianqiong suddenly whispered.

"Someone who is related to me is in the Killing City?"

Qian Daoliu raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.

"Are those old bastards I sent in there still alive?"

Wuhun Palace is a holy land for soul masters, and its external image has always been that of greatness and righteousness.

Qian Daoliu has been in charge of Wuhun Palace for many years, and he will not have any friendly relations with the villains in the Killing City.

“I don’t know those people you arrested before.

This time when I entered the Killing City, I discovered that the King of Killing was actually an Extreme Douluo with a high level of cultivation, and his aura was very similar to that of the previous leader of the Haotian Sect.

Who do you think he is? "

Ye Tianqiong didn't say anything clearly, he just told what he saw and heard.

In the past hundred years, only one person from the Haotian Sect has cultivated to the extreme Douluo realm.

The King of Slaughter has the same origin as the Haotian Sect, and with such cultivation, his identity can be said to be revealed.

"Tang Chen?!"

Qian Daoliu couldn't help but exclaimed.

"I asked why Tang Chen disappeared so completely. It turned out that he had gone there.

How is he now?

The Haotian Sect was destroyed, why didn't he stop it? "

Thinking that the powerful enemy in the past was still alive, Qian Daoliu's tone was extremely excited, and his face was bloodshot and red.

The past defeat at the hands of Tang Chen was an obsession that Qian Daoliu could not let go of in his life.

Qian Daoliu originally thought that Tang Chen was dead and would never have the chance to make up for his regrets in this life.

Unexpectedly, the bastard who was both friend and foe was still alive.

"Where the Capital of Killing is, Erzong must know very well.

The unlucky guy was eroded by the aura of killing, completely forgetting his identity and past, and devoted his body and mind to the city of killing. "

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