Douluo: Overturning the Gods

"Why did you kill that little bear cub?" Yue Guan walked up to Gu Zhi and asked in a soft tone.

Gu Zhi's body exuded the unique fragrance of Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, which made him feel good about him unconsciously.

I really didn’t intend to kill Xiong Lie at first, but after breaking his martial spirit, his father insisted on fighting me to death. Gu Zhi shook his head and said in a helpless tone: "He has crippled my two beloved relatives and friends. , brothers. Originally, I just retaliated with tooth, shattered his martial spirit, and made him lie in bed for three to five years.

But that big bear cub insists on fighting me to death, so I have no choice but to kill him. If I were the soul king, I would kill this big bear cub. "

What this kid means is that if he reaches the Soul King realm, he can kill Soul Saints who possess top-notch beast martial souls!

Yue Guan's mouth was slightly open, his eyes were round, and his baby-like pink skin made him look a bit cute. You know, this is an old man of sixty years.

The fantasy world is so terrifying.

The Xiong family is a family of elders in Wuhun Palace. How could he be killed like this? Yue Guan stroked his forehead and said warmly: "Now that the matter is over, that old bear will definitely not give up. Otherwise, you will worship me as your master." There is a reason to protect you." If you can't get the fairy grass, it would be good to accept someone who has eaten the fairy grass as your apprentice.

"Thank you, Elder Ju, for your kindness, but since I have a close relationship with His Majesty the Pope, I shouldn't be able to accept this kindness." If Gu Zhiruo wanted to become a disciple and seek protection, why not choose Chen Xin, an elder with a moral character as upright as a sword?

Moreover, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is as rich as any other country. It is also wonderful to be able to bring back this little beauty Ning Rongrong, find Qiluo Tulip for her, and let her spirit evolve into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Tower to assist him in leaping through the ranks.

"Gu Zhi, don't say this nonsense!"

"I call His Majesty the Pope my Taoist brother. If you don't believe me, you'll find out when she comes out and asks."

Brother Taoist, what kind of strange title is this, considering the Pope as your elder brother? But she is obviously a woman. "Then I have no reason to take action. What are you going to do?"

Planning to let Tang Dachui send him to hell, Gu Zhi thought bitterly in his heart, "I plan to go to the Enshrinement Hall to find Xue'er. My friends will trouble the two elders to take care of them. They will be rewarded in the future."

It was a full thirty miles from Wuhun Academy to the Pope's Palace. Gu Zhi arrived here with two major soul-enhancing skills, and his soul power was basically exhausted. Otherwise, he would have run to the Enshrinement Hall in one breath.

If Xue'er took action, this big bear cub wouldn't even be able to survive. Unfortunately, the ultimate soul flow consumes so much power that it can't hold up the mountain.

Black smoke drifted in, and the ghost who went out to clean up Xiongcheng came back, and a hoarse voice sounded, "I have sent him away. His Majesty the Pope cannot go out in seclusion. You can go to the worship hall and stay for a while."

That Xiong Lie was the most proud descendant of the old Demon Bear, and he had the qualifications of a titled Douluo, but he was killed with just one blow. While Gui Mei lamented that Xiong Lie, the Soul King, was too weak, he was also shocked that an attack-type Soul Saint could not outrun a Soul Sect.

No wonder His Majesty the Pope would personally invite this kid to come to Wuhun Palace. His talent is a step above that of the Golden Generation.

As time passes, it will be Tang Hao again.

"Then I'll take my leave." Gu Zhi bowed his hands towards the old friends, turned and left the Pope's Palace.

"Old ghost, this guy said he and the Pope are equals."

"His talent is no worse than that one, and he can indeed make His Majesty the Pope look at him in a new light."

……

Walking out of the palace door, Gu Zhi saw that the team of knights guarding the door of the palace were missing several people, the silver armor worn by the commander also had a few more cracks, and there was also an earth attribute six-ring soul emperor who was repairing the ground.

"I will remember all of you for your help. I will definitely say a few kind words for you all at His Majesty's Majesty the Pope. I will leave first if I have anything else to do."

If Bibi Dong dared to take action in the Pope's Palace, he was afraid that he would kill Xiong Cheng when he came out of seclusion. Thinking of this, Gu Zhi waved to the knights with a smile on his face.

After taking a look at the Douluo Hall on the top of the mountain and the smaller building next to it, the Worship Hall, he walked straight up the mountain.

"Little brother, go slowly, we would like to thank you."

The few knights who were not injured and the commander made a knightly salute to Gu Zhi with their right hands and chest, and watched him walk up the mountain.

"Commander, he is going to the worship hall."

"By the way, have you met this little brother before?"

"Do whatever you have to do. Just be more respectful when you see this person in the future."

……

As the leader of the palace guard, he knew more. He had not been punished by the two elders for trespassing into the Pope's palace. This person's status was probably no lower than that of the saint.

The road leading to the worship hall is a nine hundred and ninety-nine steps made of flowing jade. Each step is one foot high and one foot long. The flowing jade is a material that can be used to make soul guide lamps. It is sold on this road. It can be worth hundreds of millions of gold soul coins.

It is indeed a family that has been inherited for 30,000 years. It is indeed a wealthy family.

As he climbed the steps, Gu Zhi felt like he was on a pilgrimage. The anger caused by the murder dissipated unconsciously. After walking the three hundred and thirty-three steps, his mood became more harmonious and peaceful, and his whole person exuded a kind of A dignified and bright atmosphere.

For more than two years, he has corresponded with Qian Renxue every seven days. She once mentioned in the letter that Seraphim has three major innate soul skills, Son of the Sun, Light of Purification, and Light of Holy Glory. Each skill Both dark and evil attributes are restrained.

Counting the talent field - Angel's Arrival, it equals four soul skills. One can imagine how powerful the descendant of a god-level martial spirit is.

Before the Silver Dragon King was born, Qian Renxue was truly the number one beauty in Douluo. She had powerful talents and a rich family background. If Ning Rongrong was a top-notch beauty, then she was a god-level beauty.

After walking up the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, Gu Zhi didn't find anyone. Standing at the door of the Enshrinement Hall, he compared it with the Pope's Palace. This palace was not grand, but it was thick and simple and more solemn than the Pope's Palace.

There are seven titled Douluo above the ninety-sixth level. They are sitting on their respective futons and are using their mental power to observe Gu Zhi outside the hall. They are all wearing golden robes, with their respective names embroidered with silver patterns on the back. Wuhun.

An old man with a big crocodile embroidered on his back, with white hair and a boyish face but a burly figure and a masculine temperament. He touched his chin and said to the young man sitting in the middle of the hall: "Brother, how long do you think that kid has to stand outside before he dares to Come in."

The young man who looked to be only thirty years old was clearly Sendaoliu. He had long golden hair that reached down to his waist. He had handsome features and a gentle temperament. He could not tell that he was a centenarian at all.

He shook his head and said in a kind voice, "It's not that the boy doesn't dare, but he thinks that Xue'er shouldn't be here, and he probably won't be happy to see us old guys."

An old man with sharp eyes said: "I went to the Star Dou Forest to capture a Rift Wind Peregrine Falcon alive for him, and spent more than half a month taming it. If he doesn't come to say hello, then I have to teach him a lesson." .”

"It's really hard for the fourth, a ninety-seventh-level titled Douluo, who has come all the way to take down a thousand-year soul beast." The one who spoke was the third priest with a ferocious dragon pattern embroidered on his back. He was the burliest among the seven. The one in front is about two and a half meters tall, with arms as thick as an adult's thighs, and a truly muscular figure.

"Fourth brother really needs to take care of this kid. If he wants to see Xue'er, he has to show off his true skills." The two elders, who both had dragon sticks embroidered on their backs, said in unison.

Wu Zongfeng, who had a somewhat cold temperament, reminded him, "He's coming in."

There was a big spider embroidered on the elder's back. His intuition was very strong. As soon as he finished speaking, the young man outside the palace door stepped into the palace.

Why is there not a single knight or guard in such a huge palace? Gu Zhi couldn't find anyone to ask, so he had to go into the enshrinement hall to see the seven super Douluo whose cultivation levels exceeded level ninety-five.

As soon as I entered the palace and walked into a corridor, I saw a pile of stone tablets, each of which was a record of the life of a super Douluo, or a peak Douluo, or even an ultimate Douluo.

One of them made Gu Zhi stop and look at it quietly.

Mu Liuyun, Wuhunfeng, had cultivated to level ninety-eight titled Douluo during his lifetime.

Throughout his whole life, he has never met an enemy.

After breaking through to Soul Saint cultivation level, he became the fastest in the world. When he was a hundred years old, he went to the far north to meet the ice and snow girl who was said to be the most beautiful woman in the world, but never returned.

By the way, the one who can rival Qian Renxue is the Snow Emperor. That elf of heaven and earth is the incarnation of ice and snow, with beautiful appearance, pure temperament and noble conduct.

This senior named Mu Liuyun must have been frozen into an ice sculpture by the Snow Emperor and thrown into the valley. After he reaches the title of Douluo, he will definitely compete with the Snow Emperor.

Passing through the corridor, he saw a majestic hall, and six old men staring fiercely at him. A handsome young blond man sitting on the top of the hall looked at him expressionlessly. The sacred aura has the same origin as Qian Renxue.

"I've seen Angel Douluo and there are six seniors. I'm here uninvited. I hope you all can respect me." Gu Zhi bowed to the seven elders and bowed at ninety degrees. His attitude was correct and his movements were meticulous.

The five old men, including Qian Daoliu, all motioned to the sharp-eyed old man with their eyes, after receiving the signal from the brothers.

Condor Douluo stood up, his eyes like daggers, and said in a stern tone: "My name is Qingfeng, my martial spirit is the Green Shadow Condor. It is also me who tamed the Split Wind Peregrine Falcon. Gu Zhi, what do you think about me?" Do you have any indication?"

Could this be a test from the girl's parents? Gu Zhi felt it was a bit nonsense. His friendship with Qian Renxue had not yet had time to sublimate into love, but he still decided to bring something out to shock these old guys.

"Senior Qingfeng, has he ever heard of soul core?"