Douluo: Thousands of Templates
Chapter 18 The Surprise of the Angel God

While Tang Chen was thinking about how to quickly increase his strength, on the other hand, Qian Renxue, who had finally recovered from the trance, immediately took action.

As Tang Chen had guessed, Qian Renxue did not completely trust his words. Even if he felt the incomparable suppression from Wuhun, and the overwhelming sight that was vaguely visible, he still remained skeptical of what Tang Chen said, and even went personally to find a spiritually good person in Wuhun Palace.not planted with spiritual clues After careful consideration, the, he quietly arrived at the old hall in the deepest part of the Spirit Hall.

The Hall of the Elders.

It is the largest building in the Wuhun Hall, and also represents the most powerful force in the entire Wuhun Hall. Inside the tall domed building, the hall was spacious as soon as you entered. The empty dome was nearly thirty meters high, and was divided into three floors, with ten rooms on each floor.

Except for very special circumstances, the first requirement to be able to move to this place was to have spirit power of 90 or higher, and to have the power of a Douluo Degree or higher. This was where the true supreme power of the Wuhun Hall was located, and even the Pope had to be limited by it. In the last analysis, it is a function of strength. If the elders living here were to unite, it would be enough to destroy a city in a single day. It's not overkill.

At this moment, the hall of the elders was quiet, there were not even servants. When Qian Renxue walked into the large hall, the sweat pores on her body suddenly shrank. On the deepest side of this hall, in front of the ten meter tall large seraphim statue made of pure gold, someone stood quietly, facing towards the door, staring at the pure golden statue.

From behind, it was a tall but not strong man, he was wearing a plain gray robe with long black hair scattered behind his head, and he was combed very neatly.

Standing there, he gave people a very strange feeling. Qian Renxue, who had a seraphim martial soul, felt very clear. It seemed that the person was a seraphim statue, and there was no difference between the two. It seemed that the sunlight that entered the hall from the large windows around him was focused on himself. Although his clothes were very simple, but he just stood there and gave people a feeling of adoration.

"Grandfather." Qian Renxue shouted softly and walked into the hall.

In the middle of the main hall, the gray-clothed man slowly turned around, and the previous special atmosphere disappeared. He looked very young, with a face less than 30 huh, very handsome, not at all like Qian Renxue's grandfather, but like his brother.

As a rank ninety-nine titled Douluo, one of the three strongest people on the mainland, he did not have the aura of a powerful man all over his body. Instead, what appeared was a calm, indifferent natural breath. But there was no doubt that he was the strongest person in the Wuhun Temple at the moment, worshipping Qian Daoliu!

Qian Daoliu stepped forward and came to Qian Renxue in the next moment. At this moment, Qian Renxue had recovered her original appearance, and the mask on her face had also been removed. On the other hand, Qian Daoliu hugged Qian Renxue gently, her young face full of kindness.

“Xue’er, do you have anything to tell grandfather when you return this time?” Qian Daoliu, who knew the character of Qian Renxue, did not think that Qian Renxue would return to visit her.Other people She was stubborn, and there was nothing she believed would come back easily.

Moreover, he had just received the news, Xueer seemed to have checked if she had received any spiritual clues? !

A dangerous light flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

After listening to Qian Daoliu's words, Qian Renxue recovered from the excitement of seeing grandfather. His face was solemn, his golden eyes looked directly at Qian Daoliu, and said, "Grandfather, I found two geniuses with innate soul strength in a small village in the Heaven Dou Empire."

"It is innately full of soul force, which is not bad, but it should not be worth traveling alone."

Qian Daoliu looked at his grandson, his eyes full of pride. Xue'er, who had an innate soul power of twenty, could definitely inherit the position of an angel god. In the face of such talent, all geniuses had to step aside.

"Yes, but one of the children named Tang Chen gave me a sense of closeness." Qian Renxue selflessly told her experience. Qian Daoliu's friendly expression gradually stiffened.

"Grandfather, is what he said true?"

Qian Daoliu slowly shook his head, and said: "I don't know, but ..."

He turned around and saw a gigantic Seraphim statue.

"Perhaps, only higher beings can answer."

spirit world.

In the magnificent hall, an angel with six wings gathered sat on a chair in the middle of the hall.

Angel wore a simple robe, without too many ornamental patterns, simple and elegant style, with long golden hair draped behind her, looking extra natural. On his forehead, there was a small golden mark, which was a seraphim image. The outside wind blew and the trees swayed, but He seemed to sit here forever, unchanged forever.

Suddenly, as if he sensed something, he slowly opened those golden eyes that were like autumn water. With this simple action, this majestic palace looked extremely dim. Amazingly, his appearance was similar to Qian Renxue's.

"Did you find it?"

He muttered to himself that the golden mark on his forehead that looked like a seraph was flashing slightly, and the next moment, his consciousness rested on the high priest.

Star Douluo, in the older hall.

Qian Renxue only saw her grandfather close his eyes and pray for a few breaths. Then, his eyes opened, and a faint seraph-shaped golden trace appeared on his forehead, extremely strong and vast. Breath spread from his body.

She ... No, he looked at Qian Renxue with those golden eyes without the slightest emotion. The next moment, Qian Renxue's eyes became blank.

Let me see what power can make my godly statue adore.

He thought in his heart, raised one hand and gently placed it on the thorn-shaped brand on Qian Renxue's forehead, and a golden holy light began to slowly penetrate inside.

Bomb! ! !

The heart of the angel god trembled. At this moment, he faintly saw the essence of the thorny imprint. No matter how calm his expression was, he was completely touched.

light, it is pure light. It did not contain any magazines, it was just pure light. Even if the number was extremely rare, that realm of light was still beyond the reach of the gods of the angels. Just by looking at it gave him a new understanding of light, a realm that had not made any progress in the God Realm for countless years, seemed to be a little loose.

What is this power? !