Chapter 8: A Thousand Streams' Speculation!
"Roar!"
A deafening dragon roar, and a blazing black flame in front of you!
It was a flame dragon made up of black flames, but no one dared to underestimate it!
Just because it's a Huaxia dragon made up of Void Devouring Flame! The totem of the ancient country of the East!
The three of them looked at the black flame dragon with solemn faces.
Because there was not only a blazing high temperature around the dragon, but the most terrifying thing was the rich devouring power, so the space around the black flame dragon rippled!
At this time, on the other side of the Pope's Palace, in the Hall of Elders, a white-haired old man slowly opened his eyes as if he was touched:
"Huh?"
"Such a mysterious power...... Doesn't seem to belong to this continent? ”
"And so strange, so hot, devouring? Space Fluctuations! ”
"That's it, Papal Palace! Bibi Dong! ”
"What the hell is she doing?"
Wen Shi, the white-haired old man who was sitting in front of a beautiful statue of an angel and goddess, looked at the opposite side as if he had a feeling, and his golden eyes seemed to be able to penetrate everything.
From the outside, this gray-haired old man, even the beard hanging down between his chest has been dyed white, and a pair of golden eyes are embarrassed, but what emerges in these golden eyes is neither cloudy nor clear, but hatred and dissatisfaction!
"This power! This devouring power! It can't be owned by this continent! ”
"Wait, Devour?"
Moham!
"Is there something wrong in the Pope's Palace? Is it ......?"
"But that Bibi Dong was only a soul saint ten years ago, and it is impossible for him to pose any threat to my son's disease, could it be because of that strange power just now?"
I saw that the white-haired old man showed hatred and anger on his face for a while; After a while, he hesitated and struggled......
And the seven old men on the outermost edge of the statue of the goddess whispered to each other:
"Big brother, what's wrong? Why is it that you are angry for a while and tangled for a while, could it be Alzheimer's disease? Or a great uncle once a month? ”
"Shhh, fourth, don't get involved with us if you want to die, if the eldest brother hears it, we all have to finish the game!"
Hearing this, one of the golden-robed old men hurriedly blocked Na Xiu'er and said lightly.
"Bastard!"
Old man, the resentment and unwillingness accumulated in the past ten years: the loss of children in old age, the inheritance of thousands of years is about to be handed over to others, and so on, the negative emotions of dissatisfaction all erupt at this moment!
"Ahh Damn! ”
"It's been ten years! It's been ten years since my son died! ”
"You guys! You bunch of shit! There has been no information at all for ten years, what am I leaving you to do! ”
"She's a fucking pig, it's time to grow up in ten years, what about you, what about you, waste! Rubbish! Not even a pig! ”
The coercion that was so powerful that it was suffocating spread from the body of this skinny old man, and the suppression trembled with the seven old men in front of him!
This white-haired old man is one of the only three peerless Douluo in the world - Qiandaoliu!
And these seven old men who are lying on the ground are like the seven oldest and highest-level worshippers of the Martial Spirit Palace!
It is estimated that there are only a few people in the world who can make these seven people afraid.
It was obvious that the Qiandaoliu in front of them was one of the people they were afraid of.
It's not just because he is the great worship of the Martial Spirit Hall and his status is transcendent......
For soul masters, those external false names have reached the realm of dispensability, especially high-level soul masters!
The reason why they were afraid of Qiandaoliu was because of his strength as high as the ninety-nine level ceiling, as well as the incredible nine soul rings that lined up beside Qiandaoliu!
Eight black and one red!
Such a transcendent configuration can make almost everyone daunted at a glance!
"Big ...... Great offering, please take back the great divine power, we will wait...... I can't take it anymore! ”
The golden-robed old man closest to the Qiandaoliu said with a somewhat sluggish breath.
"Golden crocodile?"
Hearing this, Qiandaoliu calmed down a little, looked at the golden-robed old man below who looked slightly older than himself, and slowly spoke.
Golden Crocodile Douluo, the ninety-eighth-level Titled Douluo, is the oldest qualified in this Martial Spirit Palace, and his strength is second only to himself, and at the same time, he has been accompanying him since he was still a young "good housekeeper".
So under normal circumstances, he would still give this old man a thin face.
"Golden crocodile, my son has been dead for ten years, ten years, today I finally have a trace of speculation, but I am still not sure ......"
Finally, Qiandaoliu's slightly chilly golden eyes gradually calmed down, turned around, and faced the exquisite angel statue again, and said with a negative hand.
"Oh, so to speak, the great offering, the heart has already made up its mind?"
Feeling the terrifying Weiya around him slowly dissipate, the seven people on the side of the golden-robed old man breathed a little easier, and the eyes of the white-haired old man above were full of reverence!
"Keep an eye on the Pope's Palace and Nabi Dong, remember to observe secretly for the time being, and don't startle the snake, after all, the current Wuhun Hall still needs her ......"
"But if you find anything, you will come to the Angel Temple immediately, and you will not delay!"
"Golden crocodile, in the next time, the Hall of Elders will be handed over to you, don't let me down!"
After speaking, the white-haired old man slowly turned around, his golden eyes full of coldness!
Amusing! Amusing!
My Nuoda Martial Spirit Palace, the inheritance of my thousands of families for nearly 10,000 years, is going to be destroyed by my hands!
Bibi Dong!
Old man, no matter what demons and monsters you have behind you, once I catch any tricks and clues, I will definitely use your life to repay my son's trouble!
I will use your blood to pay tribute to the old man's dead son!
At this time, everything in the Hall of Elders, the four people in the Pope's Hall were completely unknown......