Hurry up and invite Shanhai Douluo

Chapter 46 Qian Daoliu's Decision (Please recommend, please collect)

He has been witnessing this battle all the time, and seeing the Five Priestess was already inconceivable, but the appearance of Golden Crocodile Douluo completely shocked him.

"Do you know Elder Gu?" Ning Fengzhi hurriedly asked while hiding under the protection of the two elders.

Bone Douluo nodded, and sighed deeply: "Yeah, I didn't expect to see so many people from that era at this age. It's really touching."

It seemed that the appearance of Golden Crocodile Douluo reminded him of the past.

"When I was a soul sage, this Golden Crocodile Douluo had already become a Title Douluo." A deep fear flashed in his eyes.

I thought that all these old bones fell after the battle of the gods, but I didn't expect that they were all hidden in this place.

Wuhundian, the ambition is not small.They actually hid so many Title Douluo.

"Let go, Your Excellency. Don't let the group of people watch the fun anymore."

Golden Crocodile Douluo sighed deeply, and tried to persuade him.

In this battle, Wuhundian directly lost two titled Douluo, and even if the five priests were rescued, they would probably live for a few days.

After all, they are too old to recover from such heavy injuries.

"You can let go, you let Qian Daoliu come and tell me in person." Gu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke slowly.

"Don't bully people too much!" Golden Crocodile Douluo scolded with murderous intent in his eyes.

At this moment, a voice without joy or sorrow came from the worship hall: "Bring him in."

Golden Crocodile Douluo's complexion changed, he snorted unwillingly, turned and walked into the offering hall.

Qian Daoliu's voice seemed irresistible.

"Gu Chen." At this moment, Bibi Dong's voice came.

She looked at Gu Chen worriedly, and said, "I'll go in with you."

Gu Chen gave a reassuring smile, and said softly, "Go back and enjoy the Pope's seat, I will come out later."

Following Golden Crocodile Douluo, Gu Chen came to a not too big room.

The first time he saw the angel statue hanging in the air, his eyes were full of compassion, as if he was overlooking the earth.

In front of the statue, there is a skinny old man who seems to be busy with something.

Gu Chen squinted his eyes slightly, staring at Qian Daoliu, the strongest fighter in the sky who was known as one of the three gods in the lower realm of the Douluo Continent. He found that he couldn't see through his strength.

"Shanhai, Shanhai Douluo, this name is quite grand." Qian Daoliu turned his back to Gu Chen, and there was no trace of emotion in his voice.

Gu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "Thank you, this angel statue is really well carved."

Qian Daoliu's emotionless voice finally showed a slight change, he seemed a little proud: "Yes, I carved it."

He's like a kid showing off his handiwork.

"It's just a little off the mark."

"Oh? My friend, please tell me."

"Although this angel looks compassionate, it seems that he is pitying all living beings in the world, but there is also a hint of indifference in this compassion, like watching a drama." Gu Chen said slowly without any fear.

"Hahahaha!" Qian Daoliu laughed instead of anger, seeming quite happy.

Laughing and laughing, he began to cough violently.

"A handful of old bones, half buried in the soil, it's over, it's over, this continent will belong to you from now on." He sighed deeply, stood up tremblingly, and turned around to look at Gu Chen.

Gu Chen is also looking at Qian Daoliu.

Although the old man's lips are sunken and his eye sockets are sunken, Gu Chen is sure that he must have been a handsome guy when he was young.

More importantly, Qian Daoliu seems to have a wonderful temperament, as if he is superior to everyone, and his gestures are full of aristocratic atmosphere.

"As expected of a young talent, he is even better than I was back then." Qian Daoliu looked at Gu Chen and praised him.

"Since my little friend thinks that my sculpture is not good, what would I do if I were my little friend instead?" Qian Daoliu asked curiously.

"The big one."

"How to unify?"

"The timid scare, the bold kill!"

"Too tyrannical, no good no good."

"Better than doing nothing."

"After the unification, what will you do in the face of a huge territory?"

"Confucianism on the outside and law on the inside."

"What is Confucianism?"

"Confucianism is benevolent government and ethics."

"What is the law?"

"The rule of law."

"Okay!" Qian Daoliu's eyes burst into light.

He seemed very excited, and said loudly: "From today onwards, the Hall of Enshrinement supports Bibi Dong unconditionally."

"Brother!" Golden Crocodile Douluo looked in disbelief.

Qian Daoliu waved his hands, his face was ruddy, and he sighed deeply: "Our generation, after all, it's time to call the curtain down."

As far as he is concerned, everything in this world is not as important as Wuhundian.If there are talents who can benefit Wuhundian, why should he oppose it?He Qiandaoliu has lived for so many years, he is not a fool.He can go there with peace of mind if he can see the Wuhun Hall unified as soon as possible.

"Here is a Level 99 Title Douluo, a Level 98 Title Douluo, and two Level 96 Title Douluo in secret. Aren't you afraid that you killed my son?" Qian Daoliu stared at Gu. In the morning, the murderous intent in his eyes flashed away.

Gu Chen said slowly: "I believe that senior is different from Qian Xunji who only cares about himself, and his heart is attached to Wuhun Palace."

"Furthermore, even if you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the strength."

No matter how powerful the opponent is, as long as Gu Chen has Bai Ze Wuhun and the Nine Skills of Breaking the Sky, he will be able to escape.

Qian Daoliu sighed deeply, and tremblingly walked up to the angel statue like a dead tree: "I'm old, I'm old after all, you go, and we will call when you need our old bones."

When Gu Chen left, Golden Crocodile Douluo was still in deep shock, he couldn't believe it, this is the end?

"Brother, are you really planning to hand over the Pope's position?" Golden Crocodile Douluo hurriedly asked.

The warmth in Qian Daoliu's eyes disappeared in a flash, replaced by a fierce murderous intent: "Wuhundian belongs to the Qian family, and belongs to the angel line."

"But since the other party has the same goal as my Qian family, what's the point of letting him be the pope for a while? What's more, don't forget that Xue'er is the most likely person in my Qian family's lineage to obtain the angel inheritance. When she inherits the god Di, why is this Mountain Sea Douluo afraid?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo suddenly realized, "As expected of a big brother, sometimes showing weakness is also an excellent tactic."

After thinking for a while, he continued to ask: "Brother, what is the strength of this Mountain Sea Douluo?"

Qian Daoliu remained silent, pointing to the kettle on the fire rack beside him.

Golden Crocodile Douluo hesitated and said: "Boiling...boiling things?"

Qian Daoliu: "Open."

Golden Crocodile Douluo's complexion was heavy, he didn't know what was going on.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from outside the worship hall.

"What's going on?" Golden Crocodile Douluo hurriedly ran out to check the situation under Qian Daoliu's signal.

Looking at the scene in front of him, his pupils shrank, and a surge of anger surged to his forehead.

(End of this chapter)