Chapter 243 243: Qiandaoliu!

"Yufeng, Shimo, and Shimo, have you seen Kong today?"

In the hotel, everyone in Huang Dou's team was resting and recharging their energy.

At this time, Dugu Yan came down from upstairs and asked with some doubts.

Logically speaking, with Sora's character, it would be impossible for him to go to the semifinals today.

For this reason, no one went. Then, Dugu Yan discovered that Kong was not in the hotel.

Almost everyone in the city went to watch the game. Sora was not in the hotel or going to the game, so where would he go?

"Hello, Sister Yan!"

After everyone said hello, they thought for a moment, and then Yufeng said: "Sister Yan, in the morning, an old man came from someone who didn't know where he came from. He was wearing a white robe, with a gold thread on the robe. Golden crocodile..."

After hearing this, Dugu Yan's face darkened. She wanted to know where Kong had gone, but what did Yu Feng say to him?

"Tell the important point!"

"Um... isn't that the point?"

Yufeng was stunned for a moment, unable to react, but Shi Mo next to him said, "Sister Yan, the captain and the old man went out and are missing."

"Oh, I see."

Dugu Yan nodded, indicating that he understood.

As long as Sora didn't disappear for no reason, she didn't care about the rest.

With Kong's strength, it would be almost impossible for someone to harm him.

"So this is the point!"

Yufeng scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.

But, if you think about it carefully, something seems to be wrong. Without his foreshadowing, who knows who Sora would have left with? !

Thinking of this, Yufeng felt a little aggrieved!

The scene turned, on the Holy Mountain of Martial Spirits, behind the Pope's Palace was the Elder's Palace, and next to the Elder's Palace was the Douluo Palace...

The Douluo Hall is dedicated to the titled Douluo who died for their contribution to the Wuhun Hall in the past.

That is the cemetery...

At the very back of the Elder Hall is the Enshrinement Hall, the center of power unknown to outsiders, and the real combat power concentration camp of the Wuhun Hall!

"Boy, you can follow me so calmly, you are worthy of being a hero who can kill Tang Hao and so many fallen ones!"

"I am very optimistic about you!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo said with a smile on his face, stroking his beard. He even forgot how long it had been since he smiled like this.

"The second worshiper is not a savage beast. He is very kind. Of course, the boy is not afraid."

"If I become ruthless, it will be much scarier than a scourge!"

This was the first time that Jin Crocodile heard someone praise him for being kind. He really wanted to look in the mirror. Was he really kind?

You know, when he was young, he was very arrogant!

Until there was a Qiandaoliu...and a Tang Chen...

Only then did he understand that there is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.

As a level ninety-eight Super Douluo, he is only one step away from level ninety-nine. However, he has spent decades unable to break through to this level!

On the contrary, my temper has improved a lot.

Golden Crocodile Douluo is right. If he is ruthless, even two hundred thousand year old titan apes may not be able to stop him!

"Okay, let's stop arguing with a junior like you. The big offering is inside. You can go in by yourself!"

The two of them chatted and arrived at the place dedicated to the God of Angels. It was obvious that Golden Crocodile Douluo had no intention of entering, so he said.

"Thank you for the second offering!"

"You kid, you have to be nice to Xue'er, otherwise, the tempers of us old guys are not so easy to control!"

"Forehead……"

Golden Crocodile Douluo took a deep look at Kong, then turned around and walked towards his residence.

When you have nothing to do, just retreat. What if one day your wish comes true?

Breaking through to level ninety-nine is Golden Crocodile Douluo's lifelong obsession.

It’s just that it’s too difficult, too difficult!

Jin Crocodile sometimes thinks that if Qian Daoliu hadn't inherited the Eight Angel Tests, he might only be at level ninety-eight at this time...

After the golden crocodile's back disappeared, Kong opened the door of the worship hall.

What came into view was a magnificent statue of a god. His appearance was very compassionate and merciful, just like the god of angels who had not started fighting.

Under the statue, there is an old man sitting cross-legged. He is wearing a white robe and his hair is meticulously draped on his shoulders.

"Come in and make yourself at home."

Seeing Kong coming, the old man stood up. In the words of "Tang San", this old man looked very majestic!

This person is none other than Qian Renxue’s grandfather, Qian Daoliu, the great priest of Wuhun Hall!

Kong was not polite and walked in openly.

After a brief observation, he found that there was nothing in the hall except a statue and a futon.

"So pious?"

"No wonder Bo Saixi would say such things."

"In your heart, isn't the God of Angels the most important?"

Kong thought to himself.

Seeing Kong's appearance, Qian Daoliu shook his head, and then smiled again.

When he reaches this level, material needs are no longer a big deal, but more of a spiritual sustenance.

"The first time I heard Xiaoxue mention you, I wanted to meet you very much."

"Xiaoxue has been blessed by the God of Angels, and her innate soul power has reached an unprecedented level of twenty."

"I never believed that someone more talented than Xiaoxue would appear."

"Until you appeared, I believed it."

"You are an exception..."

Hearing this, Kong's eyes twitched. Is your next sentence going to be: Exceptions are eternal enemies?

General Thunder: "???"

"An exception that breaks the rules!"

Fortunately, those were not his wife's exact words, otherwise, Sora wouldn't know how to look directly at Sendou Liu.

"I'm very optimistic about you. You may be more likely to become a god than that guy Tang Chen in these ten thousand years."

"You may not know who Tang Chen is, but that doesn't matter."

After hearing this, Kong felt helpless. Mr. Qian Daoliu wouldn't be so idle, would he?

Did you come to him just to talk about this?

Wait, something's not right.

What's with the growing smile on his face and the look of anticipation?

"The Great Enshriner should have other matters to explain, right?"

"You kid, it's a bit awkward to call me Dasongfang. You are not from Wuhun Hall, so you don't need to call me Dasfeng."

"Given the relationship between you and Xiaoxue, you can just call me old man or grandpa."

Qian Daoliu smiled, turned around and said.

This kid is really smart and knows that his purpose is more than that.

He didn't waste any time and continued: "Xiaoxue will be the successor of the God of Angels, and you are also the inheritor of the gods. You two are a perfect match."

"I have something to ask of you. Please agree to it and don't tell Xiaoxue."

After saying this, Qian Daoliu sighed. He was wise in his life, but after all... (End of Chapter)