Douluo: I can steal other people's spirits

Bare your teeth in front of me, you are not yet qualified.

To give you face, I can call you Ju Douluo, if you don't give you face, you are just an ant in front of me.

Don’t doubt if I have destroyed the strength of the Spirit Hall. As long as I am willing, I only need a sword. The inheritance of the Spirit Hall for hundreds of years will be instantly destroyed..."

Ling Mo said coldly, he was already very polite.

From the moment he came to Wuhun City, he gave the other party enough respect, but he didn't expect...they would dare to be so rude.

Just like the last time, the leaders of the two major powers talked, and there were always some who did not know how to live until things mixed in to find death.

"The second thing, what is it?"

Facing Lingmo's strength, Bibi Dong didn't have any ability to resist and could only take it passively.

She doesn’t care about Yueguan’s life and death...

"Second thing! I want to see your great worship in the Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu..."

"what?"

"He actually knows the great worship..."

For a while, the audience fell silent, and everyone looked at Ling Mo in surprise.

I was very curious, how did Ling Mo know that their Wuhun Hall still has a great worship?

You know, Wuhun Palace has been hiding strength for their plans over the years, and no one knows about Qian Daoliu.

"Would you like to see my Martial Soul Palace worship?"

Bibi Dong looked at it with disbelief, she really wanted to know how did Lingmo know the existence of Qian Daoliu?

"That's right! I'm here this time to find the Great Hall of Martial Spirits, Qian Daoliu..."

Chapter 458: Thousand Daoliu

"Is it something you can see if you want to make a big offering?"

On the left, a tiger man walked out and said coldly.

This person was wearing heavy armor, similar to the kind of crocodile skin, and his whole body glowed with golden light.

"Golden Crocodile Douluo?"

Ling Mo looked at it coldly, and saw that he gently raised his hand, a cyan light condensed in his hand.

"Presumptuous, there is no place for you to speak here..."

Ling Mo's behavior completely fell into Bibi Dong's eyes, and he aimed at Jin Crocodile with a cold shout, trying to stop Ling Mo.

It's a pity... She is still too late!

I saw a beam of light flashing, and in an instant... the golden crocodile who was standing on the steps had been knocked out, life and death unknown.

Lingmo didn't take his life, otherwise... just now, he guessed that there would be no residue left.

"My patience is limited! You should be very clear about my temper...

Today, I came to the Martial Soul Palace, not to seek revenge. If you dare to speak wild words in front of me, don’t blame me for being ruthless..."

After speaking, Ling Mo ignored everyone and went straight to the hall at the back of the Wuhun Hall...

"Your Majesty, do you want to stop him!"

Seeing that Lingmo was going in the direction of the worship hall, Qian Daoliu was inside.

Everyone was shocked and petitioned Bibi Dong, wanting to stop Lingmo...

"No! His strength has already surpassed all of us. If we can't even hold him down for the great worship, it will be useless for us to join forces today..."

Bibi Dong's consideration was quite thoughtful. At that moment, she had already discovered the gap between her and Lingmo.

What has he done in just three short years, and why has his strength improved so quickly?

"I don't know what this little friend does to break into my hall..."

Ling Mo had just broken into the worship hall, and a cold voice came over, with a cold killing intent.

Suddenly, an old man walked out from behind and looked at Lingmo coldly.

This person looks kind and good-looking, but the sinister and cunning in his heart cannot be hidden.

Anyone who is familiar with him knows that this guy is definitely not a good person to get along with. When dealing with him, he might be sullied to death one day.

"Thousand Daoliu? Ninety-nine-level Limit Douluo, Seraphim Martial Spirit..."

Lingmo calmly entered the hall alone, went straight to a seat and sat down.

It seemed that he didn't care about Qian Daoliu's killing intent. In his opinion, this killing intent was too weak, even one-tenth of Tang Chen's.

It's not that his strength is poor. In terms of killing intent, he is definitely not as good as Tang Chen...

"you know me?"

Qian Daoliu looked at it coldly, and was very surprised.

What is the source of this kid who suddenly visited?He knew everything about him.

What is even more curious to him is that facing him, a level ninety-nine limit Douluo, for Lingmo to be so calm, isn't he afraid that Qian Daoliu would kill him?

"Yes, of course! We are still relatives..."

Ling Mo grinned. He came this time, not to kill Qian Daoliu, but to invite him to take a trip to heaven.

That's right, Tang Chen has already done it, and now it's a thousand miles away. As for Bo Saixi, Ling Mo has no idea for the time being because he doesn't know where Seagod Island is.

These two people are enough, let's talk about the rest.

"Relatives? My thousand family, when did you have such a relative?"

Qian Daoliu was very confused. In his memory, their family was a single pass, as if there were no relatives left outside...

Faced with Qian Daoliu's doubts, Ling Mo calmly said: "Qian Renxue knows, right? My wife..."

"Nima..."

When Qian Renxue heard Qian Renxue, Qian Daoliu was immediately angry. He is just such a precious granddaughter. Can you not care?