Douluo: Pretend Tang Sect elders are angry at Tang San

Chapter 114 12 years ago
He has done enough things for Wuhundian in his life, and now that he is quite old, it shouldn't be too much to want to collect a little remuneration, a little interest.

Qian Daoliu sighed, that was all he could do to comfort himself.

He has indeed devoted most of his life to the Hall of Spirits, fighting all directions for the Hall of Spirits. After returning from Sea God Island, Qian Daoliu no longer manages any affairs of the Hall of Spirits. This is the first time he has been born. , wanting to capture Sea God Island.

No matter how much the price is, he will free Bo Saixi from the position of the High Priest of the Sea God.

He wanted Bo Saixi to admit it himself, even if that answer would make him give up.

"Then stop bothering His Majesty the Pope, and come back three days later to hear His Majesty's reply."

The man in black cupped his hands, his words were no longer as humble as before, but there was a hint of threat in them.

Bibi Dong frowned when she heard this, and said coldly, "Are you threatening me?"

Before she finished speaking, an extremely powerful coercion suddenly spread in the hall, as if carrying the most terrifying force.

Bibi Dong was coldly shocked by the sudden coercion, her heart felt a little stuffy for a moment, she couldn't help coughing lightly, and actually spit out a mouthful of blood.

Bibi Dong was furious. Ever since she ascended the Pope, no one had dared to disobey her like this. This made her extremely angry, and she couldn't help but want to use her Rakshasa power.

But this thought was only fleeting, and Bibi Dong finally endured it.

After all, even if he uses the power of the Rakshasa himself, the other party is obviously a person who has accepted the inheritance of the gods, and also has other divine powers to protect him, and his six black and three red soul rings obviously have passed the final level of the god test .

It may even have reached the place of the eighth test.

At least for now, even if he exposes the strength of his successor of the Rakshasa God, I'm afraid it won't gain the slightest benefit.

In this case, it is better to endure it for the time being.

Since I could bear it for so many years at the beginning, I can naturally bear it for a moment now.

Bibi Dong, who was injured by this coercive attack, laughed loudly, as if she was not afraid of the terrifying coercion of Limit Douluo at all.

"Okay, what a Limit Douluo."

There was blood at the corner of her mouth, and she looked unusually poignant.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth covered in black robes, and he said with some disdain, "Your Majesty the Pope still has to put his body first. I will take my leave first. I will see you in three days."

After saying this, he suddenly raised his head, staring at Bibi Dong with those somewhat cold eyes.

The moment Bibi Dong stared into those eyes, she froze in place.

He looked at the man in black in disbelief.

The black-robed man kept his head slightly lowered since he first entered the hall, and never raised his head, so Bibi Dong didn't notice his eyes.

It wasn't until this moment that the black-robed man actively raised his eyes that Bibi Dong noticed the black-robed man's eyes for the first time.

It was dark and cold, like an angel from hell, like a demon from nine heavens.

Very strange, but very familiar.

12 years ago.

The person who stopped himself from killing Chihiro Ji 12 years ago.

Originally, Qian Xun Ji was seriously injured by Tang Hao 12 years ago and returned to the Wuhun Temple. At that time, he should have died under Bibi Dong's hands.

But at that time, it was the man in black robe with a pair of gloomy eyes who came out to stop him, and warned himself not to kill Chihiro in the past six years.

12 years ago.

He is already a level 99 Ultimate Douluo, why, why is he here again now.

What is his purpose?
why?
why?
Countless doubts appeared in Bibi Dong's mind, and she couldn't suppress it at all.

She looked at the man in black robe with a look of fear that could not be concealed, instead of the aura of an empress dominating the world like before.

how come?
12 years.

The person in front of him may not be a level 99 Limit Douluo anymore.

What is he?
who.

Qian Daoliu looked at Bibi Dong in confusion, and he also saw the confusion in Bibi Dong's eyes, and he didn't know what happened for a while.

Although he didn't know Bibi Dong very well, he also knew that she was a very proud and arrogant person, and she wouldn't be afraid just because the other party revealed the aura of a level 99 Limit Douluo.

So what was it that frightened her?
The black-robed man who seemed to be revealing his identity on purpose, saw Bibi Dong's frightened expression very satisfied, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Looks very cold smile.

"Your Majesty, take your leave." The black-robed man seemed to prolong the words His Majesty the Pope on purpose, and said so proudly and disdainfully.

Bibi Dong's lips trembled slightly, and she didn't say anything for a while.

Looking at the back of the black-robed man and Qiandao Liuliu, a chill gradually rose in her eyes.

No matter who you are, you deserve to die when I die as a god.

Bibi Dong's eyes were full of cold air, and there was a surge of fierceness in his face.

The purple cyclone wrapped around Bibi Dong's body, like the evil thoughts condensed in the world.

"Rakshasa power, I need more Rakshasa power."

At this moment, the corner of Bibi Dong's mouth still had blood, she didn't rush to wipe it off, but cast her gaze far away.

It was pitch black in the distance, and there was no light to be seen.

She sighed leisurely, and also didn't know where the way to Wuhundian was.

A purple twisted door leisurely appeared behind Bibi Dong, and the purple aura on Bibi Dong's body became stronger and stronger, she took a step back, and then disappeared into nothingness.

under the moonlight.

Qian Daoliu walked side by side with the man covered in black robe.

He knew that the man in black robe was the inheritor of the god or the high priest of the god, but he didn't know what kind of god he was inheriting.

After all, the Douluo Continent is so vast, even Qian Daoliu can't cover every corner.

However, to him, where the black-robed man was, or what kind of god's successor or high priest he was, was actually not that important.

Even if he has some ulterior purpose, it's fine.

As long as he can help him capture Sea God Island and free Bo Saixi from the position of high priest of Sea God Island.

Other than that, Qian Daoliu didn't care about anything else.

Given that he has lived for a hundred years, it can be seen that the black-robed man's purpose may not be pure, at least not as he said to himself.

But so what?

Everyone has needs.

As long as he has a chance to talk with Bo Saixi without restriction, Qian Daoliu is willing to gamble, even if it means betting the entire Spirit Hall.

(End of this chapter)