Chapter 182: Angel Temple, dedicated to Qian Daoliu!
"Your Majesty the Pope, the matter has collapsed, what are we going to do next?" Yue Guan asked in the Pope's Palace.
"I didn't expect this Titan to be so ruthless. I really thought that just because he got a hundred thousand year soul ring and became a titled Douluo, he could be so arrogant in front of me!" Bibi Dong's eyes were cold and she was in a very bad mood.
It’s really the old guy Tai Tai who doesn’t give her the face of the Pope.
“You don’t take Wuhundian seriously at all, we must teach him a lesson!”
"I propose that we take action against the Shenjiang Pavilion and the Li clan tonight and destroy them!"
"The Tiandou Empire does not have a titled Douluo, let's see how they can still be proud!"
>Ghost also quickly echoed.
"No, this matter cannot be so urgent. I'm worried that it will disrupt all the laid out plans."
"The place where Shenjiang Pavilion and the Force Clan are located is Tiandou City , there are more than 100,000 troops stationed in the city, and now they are purchasing soul-guided weapons on a large scale, everyone's combat power will become stronger, so they cannot move without authorization, and some of the previous layouts have to be changed."
"We cannot have a direct war with the Tiandou Empire now, otherwise the Star Luo Empire and even other forces will take advantage of us."
Bibi Dong was in a bad mood, but her IQ was still good. existence, immediately rejected the ghost's plan to go out.
She had wanted to implement this plan before, but it had been delayed until now, and because of the current situation, she had no choice but to cancel it.
Or we can leave it behind and make a new layout.
"But we can't swallow our anger, right? I can't swallow this breath!" Gui Mei and Yue Guan said.
"Secretly attack the people of the Force Clan and the Shenjiang Pavilion. As soon as you find that their people leave the range of the Force Clan and the Shenjiang Pavilion, you will immediately bring them back secretly, take it out on them, and slowly consume their vitality."
“Let’s secretly disgust each other.”
“That’s all we can do so far.”
“Let’s talk about the future things later.”
Bibi Dong thought for a while and said.
"Yes." Yue Guan and Gui Mei nodded.
Bibi Dong thought for a while and decided to come to the enshrinement hall and inform Qiandaoliu, the enshrinement minister, of what was going on outside.
"What are you doing here?" A powerful old man wearing golden armor and a strong aura walked out.
He slowly walked out, the golden armor on his body shining dazzlingly in the afterglow of the setting sun.
On the armor, a golden crocodile pattern is lifelike, as if it will snake out from the fine carving at any time.
His body was burly, and his muscles seemed to have been carefully carved by stonemasons. His lines were clear and full of strength.
His eyes are deep and firm, as if he can penetrate into the deepest part of people's hearts.
The slender eyebrows were slightly raised, revealing a hint of unyielding vigor.
Every time he looked across, even the wind seemed to become awe-inspiring.
Every step he took was steady and powerful, and the golden armor made low sounds, like war drums reverberating on the empty battlefield.
The air around him seemed to be staring at him with awe.
This is the sense of oppression brought by the strong.
This person is the second enshrined Golden Crocodile Douluo in the Enshrinement Hall.
It is a ninety-eighth level peak super Douluo.
One step away from reaching level ninety-nine.
He is also a powerful Douluo with the ninth soul ring that is 100,000 years old.
The other party is older than Qian Daoliu.
So he is currently the oldest person in Wuhun Hall.
"Second Consecration, I have something important to report to the Great Consecration."
Looking at the holy Angel Temple, Bibi Dong showed a hint of disgust, but was quickly suppressed.
She has an sworn hatred for the Angel Clan and the Qian Family. If her strength didn't allow it, she would definitely rise up, destroy them, and become the real talker in Wuhun Palace.
Nowadays, it seems that she has the final say in the Wuhun Palace. Those are all small matters. When it comes to big matters, it requires the nod of the great worshiper Qian Daoliu to pass.
If the other party hadn't stopped her, perhaps her actions to unify the continent would have been even more unscrupulous and even crazier.
"Let her in." A plain voice came from the Angel Temple deep in the worship hall.
"You go in." After receiving the Great Enshrinement's order, Golden Crocodile Douluo made way.
Bibi Dong walked in.
The golden door of the Angel Temple at the end opened automatically, and a holy golden light shone out from it. When the light shone on Bibi Dong, the powerful holy power was driving away the evil power in her body, making her very It was uncomfortable, and I couldn't help but tremble.
"Damn the power of angels, the power of light, suppressing me like this! I will definitely destroy you in the future!" Bibi Dong lowered his head and thought in his heart, with hatred and murderous intent flashing in his eyes, but soon he Hidden by her.
The hand holding the papal scepter tightened and trembled.
Take a deep breath, adjust your mentality, and continue walking inside.
When she stepped inside, the door closed automatically.
The golden statue of angels and gods is high up in front, surrounded by angels and gods.
This place is very sacred.
The interior of the palace is decorated with countless shining gems. Under the refraction of light, they look like stars, breathtakingly beautiful.
The huge angel statue towers into the sky, its wings spread out, and it seems that it will fly away at any time.
The temple was filled with a faint fragrance, the scent of flowers and spices offered to the angels.
The great worshiper Qian Daoliu, dressed in pure golden divine clothing, with long golden hair hanging down to the ground like a waterfall.
He knelt in front of the statue, put his hands together on his chest, and recited prayers devoutly.
Every time he lowered his head, his long eyelashes cast a shadow, reflecting his calm face.
His voice was low and powerful, echoing in the empty hall, intertwined with the beating of his heart to form a mysterious hymn.
In this sacred and silent space, every breath taken by Qian Daoliu seemed extremely clear.
His emotions were deep and focused, as if nothing else existed in the world except the communication between him and the statue.
The light in the temple is soft and even, as if it is a direct manifestation of the angel's light, casting a golden halo over Qian Daoliu's figure.
Time seems to have frozen here, and all the hustle and bustle of the world are shut out.
Qiandaoliu just knelt down and worshiped, having a silent dialogue with the angel statue, as if telling his awe for the endless years and his loyalty to the supreme faith.
Until the afterglow of the setting sun casts mottled light and shadow through the window lattice, Qian Daoliu's figure was elongated, and his piety was like an eternal flame, burning forever in the Angel Temple and never extinguished.
Bibi Dong was watching the whole process and did not bother.
Because of this place, she is at a disadvantage, so there is no harm in waiting.
But looking at Qian Daoliu's back, she suddenly had the urge to stab her in the back, but she quickly endured it.
She is only a ninety-eighth level super Douluo now, and is not yet a match for Qian Daoliu, a ninety-nineth level peak peerless Douluo.
What's more, in the Angel Temple, the opponent can use the power of the angel god to reach the level of demigod, and she can only be killed instantly.
"Why did you come to me?" Qian Daoliu said calmly without getting up, just kneeling.
I didn’t look at Bibi Dong at all.
In his eyes, Bibi Dong seemed dispensable.
This made Bibi Dong very unhappy.
But the purpose of coming here was still revealed.
(End of this chapter)