Douluo's first sword

Chapter 262 Qian Daoliu Appears! [Double monthly pass!Ask for a monthly pass]

"Oh my god! All the top ten titled Douluo in Wuhundian were defeated, and even His Majesty the Pope was sent flying. Who is that white-haired man?!"

The audience was shocked, and countless people looked at Luo Xuanchen suspended in the sky with horror, as if seeing an invincible God of War descending from the sky!

Pope Bibi Dong's tyrannical strength is obvious to all, enough to dominate at the title level, but now, Bibi Dong and the nine titles besieged Luo Xuanchen alone, and he was swept away and defeated in embarrassment. This kind of strength is really terrifying!

"Could it be that this is...a god?!"

The crowd swallowed hard, and looked at the white-haired man above the sky in awe and fanaticism. Ordinary Titled Douluo definitely did not have such powerful combat power. It may be infinitely close to the gods, otherwise it would not be so strong!

After Fang Xuan destroyed the Pope's Palace with one sword, Luo Xuanchen defeated Pope Bibi Dong and other titled Douluo with one sword, and the Wuhun Palace was panicked, and it was about to fall apart!

hum-

An ancient and vicissitudes bell rang, and at the end of the distance, the most powerful and mysterious offering hall of the Wuhun Temple, the vicissitudes gate that had been covered in dust for endless years, finally slowly opened!

Under the gaze of countless astonished gazes, a slender figure stepped out, with a well-proportioned figure, dressed in a gray robe, simple and unadorned, with light gray long hair neatly scattered behind his back, with an elegant and calm face, as calm as the surface of a lake.

This is a man in his 30s. He has handsome features and a refined temperament. There is always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He looks confident and free and easy. There is no trace of strong soul power leaking from his body, but he gives people an air of worship. Feel.

He just stood there, as if he was the only one in this world!

"Great offering! The big offering is out!"

Looking at the gray-robed man, Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo and other titled Douluo from the Spirit Hall who came out of the worship hall, their faces showed ecstasy, and they all trembled with excitement.

Pope Bibi Dong was slightly taken aback, frowned, and looked at the gray-robed man with fear in her eyes. She had no joy or sorrow on her face, let alone said a word, but was silently repairing her body.

"That's... Qian Daoliu!"

Fang Xuan's pupils contracted slightly, looking at the gray-robed man in front of the enshrining hall, obviously he could not feel any coercion from the latter, but his body trembled involuntarily.

This is not only a huge gap in strength, but also in essence... the gap between gods and mortals!

This gray-robed man is obviously the great enshrined of the Spirit Hall, together with Ocean Invincible Bo Saixi, Land Invincible Tang Chen, and Sky Invincible, Level 99 Ultimate Douluo——Qian Daoliu!

The moment Qian Daoliu appeared, the entire Wuhun Hall erupted, as if seeing a savior, all eyes were fiery and ecstatic.

"Great offering? Is that the great offering of our Spirit Hall!"

"The invincible existence in the legend, I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see it today!"

"It is said that the Great Priest was invincible more than 20 years ago. I really don't know what level he has reached now. Could it be that a god will be born in our Spirit Hall?!"

Everyone in the Wuhun Hall talked a lot, swept away the decadent momentum just now, and their morale gradually increased, as if they had regained a new life.

If Pope Bibi Dong is regarded as the symbol of authority of the Spirit Hall, then the great offering to Qian Daoliu is the real pillar of the Spirit Hall, the source of strength that supports the prosperity of the Spirit Hall for centuries!

"Om~"

There was a slight tremor, and in Fang Xuan's dantian, the floating seraph suddenly opened its eyes and let out a high-pitched soft moan, as if resonating with Qian Daoliu!

"what?!"

Qian Daoliu was slightly taken aback, feeling the aura of the seraphim from the same origin as himself, showing surprise. The seraph is the inherited martial soul of their clan, possesses the qualifications to become gods, and has been passed down from generation to generation through blood. It stands to reason that it cannot be obtained by outsiders.

How is this going?

Feeling puzzled in his heart, Qian Daoliu raised his head as if feeling something, turned his gaze, and glanced at the black-haired boy standing on the ruins of the Pope's Palace!

boom!

At this moment, Fang Xuanru was struck by lightning, his body collapsed, his bones shattered, his whole body flew out on the spot as if hit by a wild star, and hit a wall 300 meters away viciously. The wall was forcibly knocked down, and the body was buried under the ruins.

"Cough...cough..."

Struggling to get up from the ruins, Fang Xuan's whole body was awe-inspiring and terrified. While operating the Nine-Hearted Begonia to repair his injuries, he looked at the figure in front of the enshrining hall full of dread: "What a terrifying power, just one glance almost kills me. Kill, this Qian Daoliu has already transcended the mortal world, and is infinitely close to a god!"

"You're finally willing to come out..."

Above the sky, Luo Xuanchen's white hair was disheveled, holding a demon knife, looking at the gray-robed man below, with an indescribable ecstasy, excitement and... dread on his face!

The blood in his whole body was boiling, and the violent soul power washed over his limbs and bones like a surging river. Luo Xuanchen couldn't help but howl loudly. He had waited too long for this battle.

"Is it the heir of Ba Dao..."

Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, his vicissitudes-faced face was untouched by the ancient well, the sun and the moon rotated, and the terrifying scene of the destruction of the stars emerged in his eyes. Wisps of terrifying and boundless murderous aura began to leak out, and the whole earth broke apart inch by inch!

"I miss you very much. I don't know how much strength you have when your grandfather was back then."

The gray robe fluttered, and Qian Daoliu's body gradually rose into the air. His eyes were deep, and a white divine light permeated his whole body. It was sacred, warm and peaceful, and made people feel the urge to worship.

"Hehe, then you have to come and try it yourself!"

Luo Xuanchen smiled indifferently, facing the most powerful person in the world today, he was still calm and calm, his eyes gradually became sharper, a blazing flame ignited on the demon knife, and his whole body was burning with fighting spirit.

The Tyrannical Sword Clan and the Angel Clan used to be the two super families in the Wuhun Palace. They jointly ruled the Wuhun Palace. The two families have had grievances and resentments for hundreds of years. They used to be friends with each other and became brothers. There was a big fight for power, and blood flowed like a river.

It is unclear who is right and who is wrong, and the way is unclear!

Decades ago, the current patriarch of Ba Dao was defeated by Qian Daoliu, and the Ba Dao family was brutally slaughtered. He was regarded as rebellious and expelled from the Wuhun Palace, and Luo Xuanchen was the only one of the Ba Dao clan. survivor!

Winners and losers, this is the eternal truth!

After more than 20 years of wandering through wind and rain and hardships, Luo Xuanchen finally achieved a great achievement. Today he came to the Wuhun Hall with a sword in his hand. In addition to saving Fang Xuan, he also challenged Qian Daoliu to avenge the shame of Xue's past. Family feud!

"After decades of wind and rain, I don't know if the Ba Dao is slow and rusty, but there is still a trace of domineering? Come on, let me see... your Dao!"

Qian Daoliu's eyes opened and closed, and a lightning bolt with awe-inspiring fighting spirit burst out from his eyes, and shot out towards Luo Xuanchen who was opposite him, sounding the clarion call for a big battle.

"Exactly what I want!"

The corners of Luo Xuanchen's mouth rose slightly, his whole body was burning with fighting spirit, he roared wildly, his head of white hair fluttered, and transformed into a dominating god of war, piercing through the void, wielding the demon sword Red Rain, madly killing Qiandao flow!

Rumbling--

The sky is falling apart, and the universe is turning upside down!

A 99-level pinnacle battle broke out!

　This chapter is an update for Little Yang Bozai, thank you for your reward, all three updates have been added~

　　

　

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