Douluo: Summon the Holy Spirit Cult at the beginning!

Continent Center.

Wuhun City, the headquarters of Wuhun Palace.

As the oldest soul master organization on the mainland, Wuhun Palace's strength has never been low.

They have the longest inheritance and the most powerful strength on the continent, and even their economy is not weak at all compared to other countries.

Even if it is a station, it is still the center of the continent.

Because the disciples in the temple are open to all kinds of people, and most of them are civilians, or even ordinary people, the Wuhun Temple organization has gathered together and has the right time, place and people. It is a force that will inevitably rise and even influence an era.

Throughout the thousand-year history of Wuhun Palace, there has never been such a case, or it can be said that it was imagined that Wuhun Palace would experience such a... shameful day.

This day is related to the survival of the top soul masters in mankind.

Qian Daoliu slowly opened his eyes, surrounded by countless black flames, and the soul power in his body drained rapidly.

The body still can't move.

"I am unable to defend myself against the next attack."

"Am I...am I going to die?"

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Qian Daoliu's soft whisper did not receive any response.

On the other side, after Di Tian used Wan Long Yan to absorb all the soul power from Qian Daoliu, he opened his eyes again.

Only this time, he began to face his injuries.

How many years...how many years?

He was finally injured again, by a human being.

When he thought of this, Di Tian's eyes gradually filled with anger.

"Human, hurt me enough to make you die with pride!"

At that moment, countless black rays of light converged on Di Tian's chest and the black dragon sword inserted in his right hand.

Di Tian raised his head slightly, and in an instant, a powerful momentum surged in all directions.

Groan~! ! ! !
A powerful shock wave formed immediately, black light continued to shine, and the black dragon sword wrapped around Qian Daoliu and quickly fell towards Wuhun City.

Chirp~bang! ! !
The earth trembled, the walls of Wuhun City shattered in an instant, and a huge pit appeared in the city.

In the giant pit, black flames enveloped a blond man, surrounded by a large amount of blood mixed with gold threads.

Obviously, the owner of this blood is Qian Daoliu.

"We lost... we lost!"

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Among the many elders in Wuhun Palace, I don’t know who said this. Suddenly, the entire Wuhun City was shocked!
Qian Daoliu, the great worshiper...lost.

No one has the ability to fight against that soul beast again. What will happen to everyone next will be ruthless... massacre!

"Damn it!"

When Bibi Dong saw this scene, her eyes turned red, and a black mark slowly appeared on her forehead.

The moment this mark appeared, Di Tian's eyes instantly looked over from the sky.

Among this group of humans, there is actually... someone who can resist him? ? ?

"It's... that woman."

Soon, Ditian locked onto the source of this power.

However, what Di Tian didn't understand was that she was actually a woman. Even if she was a woman, she was still a woman who was obviously not as good as that angel martial soul man.

Why is there a power that clearly does not belong to her?

Huhu~! ! !

The huge wings behind Di Tian fluttered slightly, and in the next moment, it flew towards Bibi Dong on the city wall on the ground.

Obviously, it wants to figure out the source of this power to avoid unexpected emergencies that it doesn't know about.

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Huh~! ! !

The moment Di Tian rushed towards Bibi Dong, several figures blocked her path.

"His Majesty the Pope, please leave quickly. As long as...as long as you are still alive, there is still hope for the revival of Wuhun Palace."

"As long as you are still here, the Wuhun Palace will not be destroyed!"

"The chapter of Wuhun Palace will not end here!"

It can be said that the elders of Wuhun Palace are all a bunch of drunkards. They have to show off whether they have strength or not...but, except for a few exceptions, most of them have been banned, and the elders...or even worship them.
They were all trained by Wuhun Hall since childhood, or even more simply, they were war orphans, raised by Wuhun Hall.

After becoming famous, he has been supported by the Wuhun Palace, but now the life and death of the Wuhun Palace is at stake.

It’s not like there are no people who are fatally loyal to Wuhun Palace. Even a lot, of course these are soul masters of other levels.

For them, Wuhun Palace has raised them for half of their lives when they were unable to take care of themselves, giving them rebirth, work, etc., etc., accounting for most of their lives. Now that Wuhun Palace is about to be destroyed, the first priority is not to master it. The management of Wuhun Palace.

It's this group of people who have already considered Wuhun Palace as their home!
Bursts of noise slowly woke up Qian Daoliu, who was seriously injured.

"Big Brother!!!"

"Brother, wake up!"

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"Big offering!"

Opening his eyes in confusion, Qian Daoliu saw several worshipers in the Wuhun Hall.

And the entire Wuhun Palace was completely in chaos.

"Brother, we lose, we lose, we are completely defeated!"

"Great worshiper, please give me the final order. We will follow you to the death!"

"Great tribute, please consider the overall situation!"

Some offerings have been made very clear.

Considering the overall situation, since we can't beat them, the only option left is to run.

But the thousand-year inheritance of Wuhun Palace is here, and it is obviously a bit reluctant to leave like this.

But if you don't leave, you may die immediately.

Qian Daoliu was slowly helped to his feet and looked at the gray sky in front of him and the turbulent crowds everywhere.

Can't leave by myself.

Wuhun Palace's thousand-year foundation and the inheritance of angels... Xiaoxue has not yet inherited the divine throne.

Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu's eyes gradually became suspicious and he looked forward.

At this time, ahead, in order to protect Bibi Dong, a titled Douluo had already died in the hands of Di Tian.

"The Wuhun Palace cannot be destroyed like this, and the angel inheritance cannot be cut off like this!"

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"I don't blame you if you want to leave. If you stay, I, Qian Daoliu... owe you a favor."

The other worshipers were stunned when they heard Qian Daoliu's words.

"Big Brother!!!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes turned red instantly, and his voice became choked up.

"Big offering!"

Qian Daoliu did not reply to the crowd's words of worship.

At this moment, a little golden light lit up on his body.

In a secret room on a mountain peak somewhere in Wuhun City, the huge angel statue began to slowly emit its last remaining light!

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Buzz~Boom!

In an instant, a golden beam of light pierced the clouds and illuminated the entire sky above Wuhun City.

The strange sound coming from behind instantly made Di Tian turn around, and at this moment, he was holding Bibi Dong tightly in his hand.

Again...this weird power again.

Buzz~! ! !

"If the angel artifact is still there, you will be killed in three moves!"

In the sky, a golden light reflected on Qian Daoliu's body. In an instant, his aura surged, and his injuries were rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Don't worry about whether Qian Daoliu has that kind of strength, anyway, he just needs to be handsome.

"That power again."

Di Tian stared closely at Qian Daoliu. In this man, Di Tian felt this unknown power again.

While Di Tian was dazed for a moment, he suddenly felt a heartbreaking pain in his hand, and he couldn't help but loosen his movements.

"Angels are coming!"

At this moment, Qiandaoliu's strongest attack was already gathering in the sky.

"This power... is obviously no longer in the category of human beings, or in other words, soul masters."

Ditian's pupils shrank, demigod! (End of chapter)