Douluo: The Heavenly Sword Immortal takes Qian Renxue to have fun

Chapter 7: Thirty thousand years have passed, welcome the old ancestor back to his throne
Qian Yuhan swung his sword, and the sword energy was like an icy blade, pointing directly at Bibi Dong with a biting coldness.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the air condensed into frost.

A deep crack was left on the ground, as if even the earth was trembling before this power.

Bibi Dong felt an unprecedented crisis, and she quickly released her soul bone armor.

It was the result of her many years of practice and possessed extremely strong defensive power.

The soul bone armor quickly took shape on her body, emitting a faint purple light and wrapping her entire body in an indestructible layer of protection.

Boom! ! !

The extremely cold sword energy hit the armor, making a deafening roar.

However, Qian Yuhan's sword energy was too powerful. It not only penetrated the air, but also penetrated Bibi Dong's soul bone armor.

The soul bone armor cracked under the impact of the sword energy, and then shattered in an instant like fragile glass, turning into countless fragments that flew everywhere.

The moment her soul bone armor was shattered, Bibi Dong felt unprecedented fear.

She tried to retreat, tried to dodge!
But the sword energy was too fast, too fierce, and too accurate.

In the end, the sword energy hit Bibi Dong mercilessly, knocking her flying and falling heavily to the ground.

Her body was covered with sword marks, and blood gushed out from the wounds, staining the ground red.

Bibi Dong struggled to stand up, but the severe injuries on her body made it impossible for her to do so. She could only lie there helplessly, feeling her life slipping away.

Qian Yuhan put away his sword and stood up. He did not chase after him, nor did he laugh at him. He just stood there quietly, looking at his fallen opponent.

"pope!"

All the Spirit Hall high-ranking officials in the surrounding area shouted in unison and ran to Bibi Dong with worried and anxious faces.

Bibi Dong opened her eyes with difficulty, staring at Qian Yuhan with vicious eyes, and squeezed out a hoarse voice from her throat: "Qian...Yu...Han..."

Her eyes were fixed on Qian Yuhan, full of resentment and hatred.

Qian Yuhan walked up to Bibi Dong expressionlessly, completely ignoring the titled elders of the Spirit Hall, and said indifferently: "You are not worthy of being the Pope of the Spirit Hall!"

Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with murderous intent. She stared at Qian Yuhan and said word by word: "Who... are you?"

Her voice was very low and she sounded very weak, as if she might die at any time.

Qian Yuhan ignored Bibi Dong. He seemed to sense something and suddenly stopped and turned to look into the distance.

"It's so slow coming, the Spirit Hall is really getting worse with each generation!"

As soon as the words fell, several streams of light flashed from afar and then quickly appeared in front of everyone.

There were seven old men and a young girl with blonde hair.

They were the seven great priests of the Spirit Hall and Qian Renxue.

"Who are you, and why are you attacking our Spirit Hall?"

"You dare to come to the Spirit Hall to cause trouble, you are simply courting death!"

"Have you forgotten the foundation of our Spirit Hall? Don't even think about leaving alive today!"

Seeing the priests of the Spirit Hall appear, the elders of the Pope's Palace were all encouraged.

As worshippers of the Spirit Hall, their soul powers have reached level 96 at the lowest, and Qian Daoliu, who has the highest level of cultivation, is known to be invincible in the sky.

Qian Yuhan didn't take them seriously at all and didn't even bother to look at them.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the seven great priests, and asked meaningfully: "You are quite courageous, little bastards!"

Only at this time did the seven great priests see Qian Yuhan's face clearly.

The next moment, the seven great priests were all shocked, their pupils instantly shrank, and they looked as if they had seen a ghost.

"How could it be you? Didn't you ascend to heaven?" After a long silence, Qian Daoliu asked cautiously.

"Stop talking nonsense. Why don't you kneel down and salute the ancestor when you see him?!"

Qian Yuhan said impatiently.

As soon as the words fell, the expressions of the seven great priests changed drastically, and they knelt on one knee: "Unfilial descendants pay homage to the ancestor!"

Qian Renxue widened her beautiful eyes and looked at Qian Yuhan with horror.

Her head was buzzing, her heart was in turmoil, and she almost lost the ability to think.

Not long ago, she just learned that her family had two ancestors, but she didn't expect that one of the ancestors would appear in front of her.

"Xue'er, kneel down!"

Seeing Qian Renxue still in a daze, Qian Daoliu quickly pulled her sleeve to bring her back to her senses.

So handsome and so strong, he must be the ancestor of their Qian family!

"Meet the ancestor!"

Qian Renxue came to her senses only after hearing her grandfather's voice.

She knelt down in front of Qian Yuhan with a plop, her expression respectful and excited.

This scene was not only seen by Bibi Dong, but also by other elders of the Spirit Hall.

"Oh my god, the ancestor of our Spirit Hall?"

"It is rumored that the founder of the Spirit Hall has ascended to heaven. I didn't expect it to be true!"

"No wonder he looks so young but has such strong power. He is actually a god with an ageless appearance!"

"The chief priest has already knelt, why are you still standing there?"

As soon as a minor elder said this, the other Title Douluo elders knelt down and shouted respectfully: "Greetings to the ancestor!"

"It's over. He is actually the founder of the Spirit Hall!"

"How dare I attack the founder of the Spirit Hall?"

Xie Yue and Yan also looked pale and were completely at a loss.

Seeing that everyone was kneeling down, they knelt down too without realizing it.

In an instant, in the Spirit Hall square, except for Qian Yuhan and Bibi Dong, everyone knelt down and respectfully called Qian Yuhan the ancestor.

The unconscious Hu Liena was naturally excluded.

"Everyone, get up."

Qian Yuhan waved his hand, signaling the elders and priests to start.

The elders hesitated for a moment, but when they saw the seven great priests stood up, they stood up as well.

After all, Qian Yuhan is of a very high generation and is even more powerful, so they have no choice but to listen.

Qian Yuhan's expression was calm. He glanced at the Titled Douluo elders, then shifted his gaze to Bibi Dong, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

At this moment, although Bibi Dong's face was pale, the resentment and hatred in her eyes became more and more intense.

It's him!

it's him!
It was this person who left behind a clan of sinful angels!
It is because of the existence of this person that Qianxunji exists!
It is because of him that I suffer so much humiliation!
She wanted to eat his flesh, drink his blood, pull out his tendons and peel off his skin!
A cold smile appeared on Qian Yuhan's lips. He looked down at Bibi Dong with a condescending attitude and said jokingly, "You seem very angry?"

Qian Yuhan more or less guessed what Bibi Dong was thinking.

This ungrateful person is incompetent at anything, but he is very good at venting his anger on the world and taking revenge on it.

At this moment, he must be cursed!
(End of this chapter)