Douluo: The Legendary Hegemony of Douluo

Many pictures flashed in front of Chen Xiu. He absolutely experienced this scene. Where is it?

He didn't know, but it was definitely before he came into this world.

The ghost is sad, no, not there.

Chen Xiu came to the old man with the fairy wind and bones. He sat cross-legged and faced the old man with his eyes.

He always felt that he had done this a long time ago.

The old man smiled without saying a word, just nodded, "Wu Dao, you are still the same as before, no matter where you are."

This tone really gave Chen Xiu a dreamlike feeling.

He seems to be familiar with this feeling, he seems to have heard it a long time ago.

"I'll ask again, who are you?" Chen Xiu asked again.

The old man smiled and shook his head, "I said, your master."

"What is your name now, Chen Xiu? Wuxian? Daoyu? Or is it the same as before, Chen Wudao?"

Chen Wudao...

No way...

Tao...

...

Chen Xiu's eyes became more blurred, and the word'*' on his forehead began to become clearer.

All kinds of intangible causes and effects were involved in him. At this moment, Chen Xiu seemed to see herself at countless time points.

The old man was still in front of him, and he was sitting next to him like a student.

The pictures in my mind are getting clearer and clearer, in a ruin, in a world where buildings are floating everywhere, there are many pictures in ghosts.

They overlapped in front of Chen Xiu's eyes, everything was clearer than ever before.

"Chen Wudao." Chen Xiu had never heard of this name.

Never.

But this name made him feel familiar and unfamiliar, as if someone had called himself that before.

And every time Chen Xiu went to think about it, he would feel a splitting headache!

The old man seemed to see his suffering, "Don't force yourself, you will remember it sooner or later, just as you will come here sooner or later."

Chen Xiu lifted the black hair covering the eyes, and stared directly at the old man's face with bright eyes, "Didn't you lead me here?"

The old man shook his head, "The feet are on your own body, of course you came here by yourself, no one can force you."

The old man's words in the mist made Chen Xiu very unhappy. He frowned and said, "Don't be oblivious to me, where is this place?"

The old man showed such an expression, "You are still the same as before, here is the Temple of Sunset."

"Just as you think, this is the place where the sun god'Hao' is inherited, and it is also the place where the old man's remnant soul is sued."

"The mountain outside is called Fang Cun Mountain. If you can survive, you can take him away. This is what I carefully prepared for you."

When the words fell, the old man's figure began to fade, and Chen Xiu had no time to stop it, and the old man had disappeared into a plume of smoke.

"Remember, this place exists because of you, and you and I will meet again sooner or later."

The old man disappeared, but left such a sentence.

Chen Xiu got up suspiciously, the stone platform in front of him had already disappeared.

Whoosh! !

Something seems to be shooting from far away!

Just hearing the sound of ‘touch’, a golden sword fell from the sky and stood upright in front of Chen Xiu!

The lines on the golden sword are like flames, with three golden dragons entwined on it, and the whole body of the sword is golden yellow.

The hilt of the sword was very long, and a faint flame was burning in the tail.

Chen Xiu drew the divine sword, and the instant of heat made him feel like falling into a volcano, and his body instantly emitted a burst of steam.

Chen Xiu still held the long sword tightly, even though there was a flame on her body and did not let go.

At this time, nine figures appeared in front of Chen Xiu silently!

Those are nine figures over two meters tall!

They were wearing golden and jade armor and holding different weapons, but the materials were exactly the same as the divine swords in Chen Xiu's hands.

Can't see the appearance, every part of the nine people's body is wrapped in heavy pure gold armor.

"We are the blood of the sun, we are the nine sons of the gods, defeat us and accept the gift of the sun god!" x9

"War! War! War!" x9

The roar of the nine people spread across every corner of the palace. They did not swarm up, but saw the first one step forward.

The others stepped back, the sound of heavy armor stepping on the floor thunderous.

Chen Xiu tried to release her martial soul, but found that none of her martial soul could be mobilized!

Looking at the sword in his hand, "It seems that this is for me to defeat nine of them with this sword."

Chen Xiu tried to mobilize his mental power, and then held the hilt of the sword with his right hand and the blade with his left hand!

Stabbed!

Chen Xiu cut through his left hand with the divine sword, and smeared blood on the sword, and a layer of golden flame burned instantly!

Fortunately, the spiritual power can be used. Chen Xiu can also use the Spirit Emperor Fire, but the nine people in front of him seem to be not human.

"It looks like it's a fierce battle." Chen Xiu gave a wry smile, lifting the divine sword figure and instantly turned into a golden light and rushed up!

...

At the same time, the flowers bloomed at two ends.

In the Holy Spirit teaching, the senior leaders from all walks of life were urgently called together again.

Since the leader is not there, the three headed by now seem extremely anxious.

Zong Yang doesn't have a fan anymore. As one of the three rulings of the Holy Spirit Church, he must make a decision now!

"Damn it, I didn't expect the remaining sects to unite with the Spirit Hall, why did they choose this opportunity!" The Divine Punishment Judgment punched the round table and said.

The verdict of the trial was also frowning on the side, "The leader is not there. Now the three of us must make a decision."

"All the exposed divisions have been taken away. This group of people started quickly, and the two Sixiangs were taken away by the leader again."

"Now it's an unprecedented disaster."

Zong Yang rubbed his eyebrows, "Summon the twelve holy spirits, the nine elders, our roots are here, we can't go, let's be prepared for a deadly battle."

"Even if we die, we will die here."

Surrounded by a round table, the atmosphere is unprecedentedly solemn.

Why is this time?

Was it a coincidence?

But even if it's this shameful plot, they have to continue, because they can't go anywhere!

There is only a fine line between the master of the mainland and the public enemy of the mainland.

With Wuhun Hall and the Holy Spirit Sect, their domineering behavior has already touched everyone's interests.

But no one is willing to cooperate unless there is a leader who stands up.

The one who is not afraid of death is the owner of Shenjian Villa, Liming Douluo.

Because Thunder Douluo Yu Luomian's death completely angered him!

He couldn't bear it anymore. His elder brothers, including his elder brother's descendants, were all destroyed overnight!

And he didn't even know at the time!

Whenever he thinks of this, Li Yao can't wait for someone to rush into the Holy Spirit Cult and kill him in the dark!

However, reason finally defeated anger.

He rushed over now, just to die, so he must now unite all the forces that can be used!

Even if it is Wuhun Palace!