Douluo: Peerless Angel Glory.

Chapter 166: The Pope’s Crown, the Mystery of Life Experience and Two Artifacts (2K (page 4)

Six of the Seven Great Enshrinements have come, why don’t you bring Qian Daoliu out!

This was the first thought that came to Ling Bai's heart.

The pressure of the four Spirit Hall enshrinements was so great. They joined forces and felt like the sky was falling. The Snow Emperor's brows were filled with coldness. He pointed his finger a little farther away, and the magic sword instantly condensed into ice. Through the ice, you could see the dancing expressions on their faces. The color of excitement.

The old man in gold robes and silver embroidered makeup walked out immediately. His whole body was covered with a layer of fine golden scales, and a huge long tail full of thorns trailed behind him.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, the second enshrined in the Wuhun Palace, a ninety-eighth-level titled Douluo, the Golden Crocodile King of Wuhun.

The Snow Emperor took a step forward, vaguely blocking Ling Bai behind him. His beautiful sky-blue eyes dimmed slightly. The goose-feather snow was raging in the Emperor Hantian's domain, scraping against the hard crocodile scales on Golden Crocodile Douluo's body, causing a sharp collision of gold and iron. Voice.

"Roar--"

"This……"

In the glorious Pope's Palace, only Bibi Dong, Ling Bai, Snow Emperor and the Hell Bone Dragon were left.

A few months later, Xue'er came, and Tang San kept his promise and let her go. That day was my memorial day, and she came to pay homage to my unfit mother.

Ling Bai clicked his tongue lightly and asked, "Can you invite her to meet me here?"

Bibi Dong's expression showed a hint of recollection, and she said slowly: "Back then, when the two gods of Jialing Pass fought against the two gods, Xue'er and I lost to Tang San Xiaowu. I paid the price with my life to help Xue'er block the fatal blow of the Shura Sword. , but Xueer's status is still broken, and her soul power is stagnant at level 89 for life.

"Yes...it's Xue'er!"

There was a steady stream of power flowing into the body in this space. It was a power mixed with death, evil, and darkness. The Hell Spider Emperor's spirit seemed to have found its mother and began to become restless.

And there is nothing in this world that is 100% reliable. For our path to becoming a god, and for the sake of the two great gods, we must take some risks to meet the resurrected Rakshasa God. "

The Rakshasa throne is intact, and I did not choose a successor to the god, so it has been around me constantly absorbing evil thoughts from the Douluo Continent. After about a hundred years, I regained a touch of consciousness. "

Rakshasa God?

still is……

Everyone left Jialing City and came to the ancient battlefield of Jialing Pass. Thousands of years have passed, and the yellow sand has long buried the traces of the war. This ancient site has become a landscape that the soul masters lament.

Golden Crocodile Douluo warned: "Bibi Dong, if you hurt this child, our brothers will definitely not let you go."

"It's just you?" Bibi Dong said contemptuously, "Golden Crocodile, you can stand and speak now only because of my Rakshasa evil power, and the dog you raised actually bared its teeth and threatened its owner?"

In the detection of the Spider King's senses, Golden Crocodile Douluo showed no hostility at all, and Ling Bai also sent out signals of goodwill.

"Ah."

Golden Crocodile Douluo left a word and soared into the air. The three major offerings shattered the ice that sealed Qianjun's demon. The two brothers were shivering from the cold. Before they could react, they were subjected to two big fights, a lion fight. Luo and Guang Ling Douluo fired their bows left and right while shouting and cursing in a low voice:

"You two fools, you can do whatever you are told. If you dare to take action against the descendants of angels, are you worthy of Wuhun Palace, worthy of big brother, and worthy of Xue'er!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo left with the offerings and closed the door of the Pope's Palace.

The Hell Bone Dragon followed behind Golden Crocodile Douluo, with Ling Bai and Snow Emperor standing above him. Snow Emperor sent a message: "Are these guys trustworthy? Will this trip be dangerous?"

"We must see this side..." Ling Bai sighed, "Since she wants to see me so much, please ask me, senior, to take me there."

Xue'er said a lot to me. She is about to reach the end of her life as a Contra practitioner, but she can't worry about one thing. From Qian Daoliu to Qian Xunji and then to her, the Seraphim martial arts have been passed down from generation to generation. , but she had already sealed her heart and loved her, and was unable to pass on the Seraphim.

She has lost her flesh and blood body and soul bones, and her strength is only half of what she was in her heyday. The four major worshipers are all top human beings. If the two sides fight with real swords and guns, Golden Crocodile Douluo can pester her for a while and provide for the other three. People are fighting for time, and a Hell Bone Dragon cannot protect Ling Bai under the hands of the three major worshippers.

Perhaps due to fate, she picked up an abandoned baby in Jialing City, so she gave the remaining seraph blood in her body to the child. This was the first generation of holy angels and a weakened seraph.

"You old guys gave me trouble ten thousand years ago, and you are still in trouble ten thousand years later. Except for those who listen to the angels, you ignore everyone else. You are stinky and tough."

In the next ten thousand years, I slowly accumulated strength, and I thought about the children who would inherit Xue'er's bloodline all the time. Until that year, a couple abandoned a child, which happened to be the place where Xueer was buried. His life was not meant to be cut off, but he actually triggered the angel holy sword to merge with himself.

"We were wrong, fourth brother and fifth brother, hit him lightly!"

The woman sat on the Pope's throne, her jade hands gently supporting her head. Her graceful body was outlined in a seductive arc by her breastplate. A pair of slender, snow-white jade legs were overlapped. She looked at the handsome young man below with her delicate eyes, her red lips soft. start:

From the moment the Hell Bone Dragon entered the battlefield airspace, Ling Bai noticed that a special domain space covered his whole body, like a folding space, and the surrounding became extremely quiet.

Can't think about it, don't dare to think about it!

After confirming the origin of Ling Bai's bloodline, Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed loudly: "Little guy, you inherited Xue'er's seraph, that's the one we want to protect. What are your wishes? We old guys can help You achieve it!”

"It seems not very accurate..."

The Fourth Sacrifice Lion Douluo was so excited that he burst into tears. He had no children in his life, and he looked at Qian Renxue as if he were his own granddaughter. He died thousands of years ago to save Qian Renxue.

"This is the Wuhun Palace."

Hearing this, a light flashed in Ling Bai's eyes. Snow Emperor also caught the details in Bibi Dong's words, and his beautiful sky-blue eyes shone brightly.

Bibi Dong waved her hands in disgust: "I have already hurt one child, and I don't want to hurt the second one."

Golden Crocodile Douluo stood up slowly. His bow was not to Ling Bai, a junior, but to the Spirit Hall and Angel Bloodline that he had guarded his whole life, and to his eldest brother Qiandaoliu, who he had respected all his life.

Ling Bai grabbed the Snow Emperor's hand, pulled her behind him, and said with burning eyes:

"Pope, the Snow Emperor is dedicated to the people of the Far North. She is my most important partner and protector. Please be careful what you say.

Ling Bai's voice message replied: "They were enshrined by Wuhun Palace thousands of years ago. Several of them died fighting for the Last Angel God, and they are relatively loyal.

The entire body of Wuhun Palace was carved from the finest white jade, with various ancient soul beasts engraved on the walls. Ling Bai saw top-level soul beasts such as the Ice Jade Scorpion and the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, but he did not see Bingtian. The relief sculpture of the Snow Girl couldn't help but make fun of the Snow Emperor. In the future, he would also build up his power and build the largest sculpture for the Snow Emperor.

senior?

The Holy Angel Sword is an artifact of the God of Angels. In addition, it has absorbed the power of Xue'er's bones and other angelic costumes. The blood of the Seraphim contained in it is purer than what Xue'er injected into the child's body.

Ling Bai fell into deep thought. Seraphim belonged to Qian Renxue, the last angel god. The problem was that there was also the Spider Emperor of Hell. According to the logic of Light Ling Douluo, wasn't he the child of the mother and daughter? !

"Senior Jin Crocodile, please rise. I understand that you can't help yourself."