Douluo's first cut

You can search "Douluo No. 1 Dao Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!"Oh my god! The ten titled Douluo of the Wuhun Hall were all defeated, and even the Pope was smashed into the air. Who is that white-haired man?!"

The audience was shocked, countless people looked at Luo Xuanchen floating in the sky with horror, as if seeing an invincible God of War descend from the sky!

The tyrannical strength of Pope Bibi Dong is obvious to all, enough to dominate at the title level, but now, Bibi Dong joined the nine titles to besiege Luo Xuanchen alone, and was swept away and defeated in embarrassment. This strength is really terrifying!

"Is it possible that this is...a god?!"

Everyone swallowed fiercely, and looked at the white-haired man above the sky in awe and zeal. Ordinary Title Douluo definitely does not have such a powerful combat power. Many people believe that Luo Xuanchen may have broken through to the god level, and It may be infinitely close to the gods, otherwise it would not be so terribly strong!

After Fang Xuan destroyed the Pope Palace with a single blow, Luo Xuanchen defeated Pope Bibi Dong and other titled Douluo with a single blow. The Wuhun Palace was panicked and was about to fall apart!

Hum——

An ancient and vicissitudes of time rang, and at the far end, the most powerful and mysterious hall of worship of the Wuhun Hall, the door of the endless years of vicissitudes of life, finally opened slowly!

Under the gaze of countless startled gazes, a slender figure walked out, well-proportioned, dressed in a gray robe, simple and unpretentious, with long light gray hair neatly draped behind his back, and his face was elegant and calm, as calm as a lake.

This is a man in his thirties with handsome features and refined temperament. He always has a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He looks confident and free. There is no trace of strong spirit power leaked from his body, but he gives people a kind of worship. a feeling of.

He stood there, as if to be the only one in this world!

"Great offering! Great offering!"

Looking at the grey-robed man walking out of the worship hall, Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo and other Wuhun Temple titled Douluo, their faces were ecstatic, and they all trembled with excitement.

Pope Bibi Dong was slightly startled, frowned, and a touch of jealousy appeared in the eyes of the gray-robed man. There was no joy or sadness on her face, let alone a word, but silently repairing her body.

"That is... Qian Daoliu!"

Fang Xuan's pupils contracted slightly, looking at the gray-robed man in front of the consecrated hall, obviously he could not feel any pressure from the latter, but his body trembled involuntarily.

This is not only a huge gap in strength, but also in essence... the gap between gods and mortals!

This gray-robed man is impressively the great worship of the Wuhun Hall. He is invincible with Bo Saixi in the ocean, Tang Chen invincible on land, and invincible in the sky, ninety-nine level limit Douluo-Qian Daoliu!

When Qian Daoliu appeared, the whole Wuhun Hall was boiling, as if seeing a savior, all eyes were fiery and ecstatic.

"Great worship? Is that the great worship of our Wuhun Hall!"

"The legendary invincible existence, I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see it today!"

"It is said that the Great Enshrine has been invincible more than 20 years ago. Now I really don't know what level it has reached. Is it possible that a god will be born in our Wuhun Hall?!"

Everyone in the Wuhun Hall talked a lot, and after sweeping away the decay that was just now, the morale gradually became stronger, as if they were reborn.

If Pope Bibi Dong is regarded as the authority symbol of the Wuhun Hall, then enshrining Qian Daoliu will be the true pillar of the Wuhun Hall and the source of strength for the prosperity of the Wuhun Hall for a century!

"Om~"

With a light tremor, in Fang Xuan's Dantian, the floating Seraphim suddenly opened his eyes and let out a high moan, as if resonating with Qian Daoliu!

"what?!"

Qian Daoliu was slightly stunned, feeling the breath of the seraphs of the same clan as his own, showing a look of surprise. The seraphs are the inherited martial souls of their clan and possess the aptitude to become gods. They have been through their blood, and have been through generations Accepted, it stands to reason that it cannot be obtained by outsiders.Yushuya www.7ys.cc

How is this going?

Feeling puzzled in his heart, Qian Daoliu raised his head with a sense of feeling, turned his eyes, and glanced at the black-haired boy standing on the ruins of the Pope's Palace!

boom!

At this glimpse, Fang Xuan was struck by lightning, his body collapsed, his bones burst, his whole person seemed to be hit by a wild star, he flew out on the spot, and hit a wall three hundred meters away. , Abruptly knocked the wall down, and his body was buried under the rubble.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

Struggling to get up from the ruins, Fang Xuan was awe-inspiring and frightened. While he was running Jiuxin Begonia to repair his injuries, he looked at the figure in front of the consecration hall with fear: "What a terrible power, just a glimpse of it almost took me Kill, this Qian Daoliu has long been beyond the mundane world, infinitely close to the gods!"

"You can finally give it up..."

Above the sky, Luo Xuanchen's white hair was scattered, holding a demon knife, and looking at the gray-robed man below, there was an indescribable ecstasy, excitement, and...dread on his face!

The blood in the whole body was boiling, and the violent spirit power washed through the limbs like a surging Yangtze River. Luo Xuanchen couldn't help but let out a roar. He had waited for this battle for too long.

"A descendant of Tyrant Blade..."

Qian Daoliu stood with his hands in his hands, his face was vicissitudes of life without waves, and the horrible sight of the sun and the moon and the destruction of the stars appeared in his eyes. Strands of terrifying murderous aura began to leak, and the whole earth broke apart every inch!

"I miss you very much. I wonder if you have the strength of your grandfather back then."

The gray robe floated, Qian Daoliu's body gradually rose into the air, his eyes were deep, and a white divine light filled his body. It was holy, warm and peaceful, and made people have an urge to worship.

"Hehe, then you have to try it yourself!"

Luo Xuanchen smiled indifferently. Facing the strongest man in the world, his eyes were still light, his eyes gradually sharpened, and a blazing flame ignited above the demon sword, and his whole spirit was burning.

The overlord clan and the angel clan were once the two super families in the Hall of Souls, jointly in charge of the Hall of Souls. The two families have had grievances and grievances for hundreds of years. They used to be in alliances and formed brothers. Fighting for power and fighting, blood flowed.

It's hard to tell who is who, nor is it clear!

Decades ago, the contemporary patriarch of the Tyrant Blade was defeated by Qian Daoliu. The Tyrant Blade was slaughtered and was regarded as rebellious and expelled from the Wuhun Hall. Luo Xuanchen was the only one of the Tyrant Blade. survivor!

Winners and losers, this is the unchanging truth!

After more than 20 years of wandering and hard work, Luo Xuanchen finally cultivated to a great success. Today, he came to the Wuhun Hall with a knife. In addition to saving Fang Xuan, he also had to challenge Qian Daoliu and Xue Xue's shame. , Avenge the family!

"Decades of wind and rain, I don't know if the sword is dull and rusty, but there is still a trace of domineering? Come on, let me see... your sword!"

Qian Daoliu's eyes opened and closed, and an awe-inspiring lightning flashed from his eyes, blasted towards Luo Xuanchen on the opposite side, and sounded the horn of war.

"Just to my liking!"

The corner of Luo Xuanchen's mouth rose slightly, and his whole body was burning. He screamed, and his white hair flew, turning into a god of war who dominates the world, running through the void, brandishing the demon knife·red rain, and madly killing Qiandao. flow!

Rumbling--

The sky is falling apart, and the universe is reversed!

A level ninety nine peak battle broke out!