Douluo Angel of Death

Qian Renling's expression was unclear, the temple was completely dark, and a group of them would be crazy if they stayed here for two or three years.

"Sorry." The sculpture man was deeply ashamed, "I can't help your Highness."

His belief is the god of death, and the heir chosen by the god of death is naturally called his highness.

"It's not in a hurry," Qian Renling raised an eyebrow, "You haven't told me your name yet."

Their attention was focused on Wuhun awakening, and they didn't give him much thought.

"His Royal Highness, my name is Yong." The sculpture man's expression was serious. "I have no name and no surname. My god gave me a name."

Hundreds of millions of years ago, people did not care about their surnames, but were famous on the mainland by their first names.The concept of blood and family does not exist.

"Yong, how much do you know about this Death Temple?" Qian Renling asked, "We want to leave here."

The previous waters forbids their spirit power to fluctuate. After they came to the Death Temple, they could use their spirit power. Qian Renling believed this was not accidental.

"The temple is a place for my god to rest. After the battle of the gods, my god sealed the temple and let the death sword follow the death temple and dust in the past. As the guardian of the temple, I voluntarily follow the temple to sleep and wait for hundreds of millions. The arrival of the inheritor of the gods years later. After the temple was sealed, I lost my perception of the outside world. It was the arrival of His Highness that awakened us who were sleeping." Do not know at all."

The relationship between God and believers is not equal.God can listen to all the thoughts of believers, and believers cannot cross the boundary between the two.

"Is the god of death a male god or a goddess." Qian Renling was curious about everything about the god of death.

When his spirit awakened, he saw a goddess surrounded by a light body.Although the appearance was invisible, Qian Renling felt strange emotions from that voice.

The kind of warmth is just like the sun bathing on the body, making people feel comfortable.This kind of complicated emotions, he couldn't say, just wanted to see the god of death.

"Gods are genderless, and the world distinguishes between gods and goddesses based on their appearance." Yong said slowly, with a little sad tone, "the gods before they met love It’s genderless."

"Only love will make them descend into the world with a certain gender."

The status of the male god and the goddess is the same, so this question is not important.

"Love?" Qian Renling murmured, confused in her golden eyes.

"Now tell me about the history of the Temple of Death, we want to leave here."

Qian Renling's voice just fell, and a sweet scream came from a distance.Afterwards, a large hole broke out above the temple, and a dark blue phoenix appeared in front of the crowd with a dark blue tail.

Everyone knew this Phoenix, and it was the one that brought them to the Island of Death.

That strange wind is especially deep in everyone's memory.

The phoenix shrank and turned into a little phoenix about two meters long, slowly landing on the ground, and then turning into a black-haired girl with purple eyes.

From the outside, it is a double decade, but in fact it is not clear how old it is.

The face that tends to be perfect is cold and arrogant, giving people a very cold feeling.

Its gaze fell straight on Qian Renling, "Thinking of me to take you out of here."

"Your soul power cannot be used in the waters."

Her voice was cold, without any emotion, and she felt like an elderly person.

"It's hard work." Qian Renling thanked him.

In front of them, Ah Huang transformed into a phoenix form again, standing quietly on the ground, waiting for them to go up.

The phoenix is ​​a proud soul beast, if it had not been ordered by God, it would not let go of its pride in front of humans.

"Are you going to leave with us? Yong." Qian Renling looked at Yong, the man who had guarded the Temple of Death for millions of years.

Yong shook his head. When he wanted to speak, he heard Ah Huang's voice, "You go to the mainland with him."

"The temple does not need to be guarded as soon as the seal is broken. No one in the island of death will come here without death. You should go outside to see it more than the temple."

"You have guarded this place for hundreds of millions of years, Yong."

A Huang's words made Yong very embarrassed.

"This is her wish, let me convey it to you."

"Ahuang, can my god come out?" Yong Fan asked, "After the battle of the gods, my god has changed."

They have known each other hundreds of millions of years ago, and their relationship with each other is pretty good.

"maybe."

Ah Huang didn't want to say more, and left an ambiguous word and ignored Yong.

Yong pondered for a while, and finally planned to leave the Temple of Death with Qian Renling and the others to see the outside world.

After they all came up, Ah Huang spread his wings and flew high.It pierced a huge hole in the sky above the Temple of Death.

After leaving the Temple of Death, everyone saw the blue water.As soon as it got close to the water, black flames appeared on the Phoenix's wings.These fires burn the water close to them, forming a black protective cover to prevent water from entering.

After a while, they saw the sky.The speed of the phoenix is ​​extremely fast, and it is worthy of being the king of birds, and the top in the sky.

In just a few words, Phoenix took them to Death Island.

After entering the vicinity of Death Island, Phoenix slowed down and slowly landed on the shore.After they stood on the shore, the phoenix turned into a human form.

At this moment Si came over, the face that was so perfect that it was involuntarily admired that there was no expression on his face, coldly as if far away from the world.

Qian Renling admitted that thinking was really cold in temperament, even his mother Bibi Dong was less than half hers.

Is this the difference between man and God?

Chapter 150-The Goddess of Death

"You passed the first test." Si's gaze crossed the crowd and fell straight on Qian Renling, "Very well, it's worthy of the angel's blood."

Qianjia is a family inherited from the position of angel gods, and descendants of the blood of angel gods.

God bestowed Wuhun is not just a gift, but is derived from blood.No god will be willing to give his own body as a martial soul to someone who has nothing to do with it, and use this martial soul as a necessary condition for the inheritance of the gods.So those who can inherit the spirit bestowed by God are the descendants of that God.

This familiar tone invisibly reduced her coldness and made her more intimate.

"Qian Renling," her voice was serious, "I will introduce you again, I am the goddess of death Si."

"Is the owner of this island of death and the temple of death."

The homonym of thinking is death. As the goddess of death, she silently guards this island, watching the prosperity of the world disappear.

Qian Renling's expression remained unchanged, he had already guessed about Si's identity.Either the god of death or the gods who have a good relationship with the god of death protect this island of death.

"Your assessments are all set by me." Si glanced at everyone, this look was very cold, as if the ice deep into the bone marrow made people feel cold, "The answer is in your heart."