Douluo: The God of Death returns, shocking Ning Rongrong at the beginning

Wuhun City.

Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong, who is now extremely close to level 100, is indeed a little worried, because not long ago, their Spirit Empire recruited a titled Douluo.

Although this titled Douluo is not very strong, he possesses the power of hexagrams, which means that he can predict the future.

A sharp look flashed across Bibi Dong's eyes. No wonder her predictions were always about death not long ago. That's why.

However, the divine fortune teller opened his mouth and reminded: "His Majesty the Pope probably came here this time for this matter."

Bibi Dong calmed down her emotions, sat back on the chair, and said solemnly: "Yes, I have been speculating on the future of the Spirit Empire in recent days, but there is only one word 'death', so I want you to Help solve it.”

The divine fortune teller touched his chin and said softly: "His Majesty the Pope, you can also think this way. There is death and life in the hexagrams. You should understand that there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain."

"what for?"

"The heavenly secret must not be leaked." The divine fortune teller nodded and smiled, "In the future, His Majesty the Pope will know today's hexagram. The rise and fall of Chen's life is the number of heaven, and the number of heaven has its own will. Don't worry, you will know it in the future. "

Bibi Dong looked at the fortune teller in front of her, her heart was filled with ups and downs. She didn't know if she should do something like that. If she didn't do it, where would the world's survival be?

As the emperor of the Spirit Empire, he naturally knows that if the Spirit Empire dies, he will inevitably die from this battle. If he wants to miss this point, he needs to start from another place.

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with coldness. This person in the world could threaten him, the Qibao Glazed Sect. If he breaks through to level 100, then these forces will inevitably surrender and surrender!

"The fire wolf rises, the wind blows under the mountain, the world is for the common good, but what is the difference between the king's world and the other world? The world is all for the people, why does one always have to die?"

"If His Majesty the Pope can appease the people and try the world to do so, this disaster will naturally be solved. If you persist in persisting, you will be catastrophic."

Bibi Dong was emotional: "That's nonsense! I am the Pope of the Spirit Empire, a being above ten thousand people, how can I lose to other weaklings?"

The divine fortune teller did not speak first, but drank all the tea in the cup. At this time, the sky was already dark, and the stars in the sky were also the best predictions.

"The stars are bright, but they correspond to different constellations, and they also correspond to strong people. I looked at the sky every month and found that the purple star corresponding to His Majesty the Pope has changed from prosperity to decline, and will die within thirty years."

"I'm not interested in your plan, but as a strong man in Douluo Continent, I can't bear to see the Douluo Continent being devastated and starving. Otherwise, I wouldn't have said so much to His Majesty the Pope."

Bibi Dong suppressed the anger in her heart and clenched the tea cup in her hand. Your Excellency is very proficient in the art of calculation and deduction, and it is said that he has never made any mistakes.

In order to make Bibi Dong believe all this, the fortune teller gently touched Bibi Dong's forehead with his fingers. For others, this was obviously seeking death. How could others touch His Majesty the Pope's delicate body?

However, Bibi Dong did not feel any discomfort. Instead, a picture suddenly appeared in her mind. She saw the dark green poisonous mist wrapping Jialing Pass, Minghua flowers blooming from the corpses, and birds and animals were not spared.

Bibi Dong woke up from the scene and immediately asked: "Are you threatening me?"

"Whether the Spirit Empire is threatening or the current situation is threatening, His Majesty the Pope must have the answer in his mind. The ancient fisherman only benefited from the conflict between the snipe and the clam."

"Today's fishermen have the power in their hands. In order to obtain the clam meat, they can not only make the snipe pick up the clams, but also open the clams with a knife. Rather than entering the fishermen's hands with a bloody body, it is better to retreat into the net while it is still not broken."

"When a clam enters a fishing net, it has to shed its shell to get the meat. This is an act of subjugation to the country. Does the fortune teller really think that everyone in the world just wants to survive and doesn't care about the life or death of my Spirit Empire?"

Bibi Dong asked.

"Exactly, in troubled times, corpses are everywhere and people are starving. What the people care about is whether they can survive and whether they can have enough to eat tomorrow. Douluo Continent has been falling apart for decades, and the smoke is everywhere.

Countless people died in the struggle for power. Those who hold high positions do not care about the life and death of the people, so how can the people feel the pain of losing their country. And the person who caused the situation was either an ambitious person or someone who went against the will of heaven! "

"So, I hope His Majesty the Pope will think twice before he acts, so as not to get burned."

Bibi Dong was speechless and didn't know what to say for a moment.

But he also knew in his heart that except for Killing God Douluo, no one else could stop him.

"Your Majesty the Divine Fortune Teller, can you calculate the fate of Chenchuan?"

The old man sitting in front of Bibi Dong raised his head and said: "Since Your Majesty has said so, I will make a prediction for you."

As he spoke, the fortune teller released his martial soul and began to deduce the future. At the same time, the figure of Chenchuan appeared in his mind.

However, just when the fortune teller was about to continue his exploration, his whole body seemed to be hit by some kind of energy. Even if he spurted out a mouthful of blood, he fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment.

Staring with bloody eyes, he said crazily: "The God of Killing... The God of Killing is asking for his life..."

Seeing that the fortune teller had gone crazy, Bibi Dong couldn't help but frown slightly. She didn't understand what he saw in the hexagram that could produce such a terrifying appearance.

"When I look into the future, it's all chaos. When I look back, behind Chenchuan there are white bones and the ground is full of hungry people."

Bibi Dong was a little confused as to whether this guy was reliable or not. He actually said some words that she couldn't understand.

What a pile of white bones, what a pile of hungry corpses all over the ground. This is nothing more than an illusion.

The divine fortune teller seemed to have aged several dozen years. His long black hair had already turned white. He lay weakly on the ground and said lightly: "His Majesty the Pope, as far as I'm concerned, it's better to give up."

"give up?"

Bibi Dong frowned and said: "Now that things have come to this, how can I give up so easily? Your Excellency the Divine Fortune Teller, if you are unable to calculate Chenchuan's fate, then just step back."

Seeing that Bibi Dong was unwilling to give up on unifying the entire Douluo Continent, she sighed, stood up with difficulty, turned around and left the place desolately.

"Chenchuan, you are very interesting, but for me, you will eventually become my ladder to the top."

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The next morning.

Chenchuan is also preparing to go to the sea to deal with the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King. At the same time, he is also looking for the soul-solidifying holy item that his parents were looking for, the Deep Sea Blue Heart.

After explaining the affairs of the Qibao Glazed Sect, Chenchuan immediately released his external soul bone, which was the flying soul bone he had obtained not long ago.

At this moment, a soul bone that looked like a dragon's wings appeared out of thin air, and the red-gold light caused Na'er's expression to change.

This dragon soul bone is millions of years old. Although it cannot be compared with the Dragon God, as long as it is a dragon soul bone, it contains an extremely terrifying energy.

"This is the attached soul bone of Senior? It's so spectacular."

Xiao Wu smacked her lips and said with some surprise.

"The age of this soul bone has exceeded a million years, and it is also the soul bone of a dragon soul beast. It is simply rare in the world."

At this moment, Gu Yue took the lead in her body, staring at the dragon soul bone in front of her, as if she had some intimacy with this bone.

Chenchuan naturally didn't know that this soul bone had aroused Gu Yue's curiosity, but now was not the time to analyze the soul bone.

After a few simple greetings, Chenchuan transformed into a shooting star, streaking across the sky and disappearing over the Tiandou Empire.

This externally attached soul bone is extremely fast. The reason why Chenchuan didn't use it when he was in the ocean was to prevent the Deep Sea Demon Whale King from feeling threatened, so he took a boat to Poseidon Island.

Now the goal this time is to hunt down the million-year-old Deep Sea Demonic Whale King. Naturally, I don’t plan to hide anything anymore. I just need to kill him as soon as possible, so that I can have a lot of time to find the soul-solidifying holy item, the Deep Sea Blue Heart. .

This time the ocean was still as calm as before. The nobles who took the boat for sightseeing only saw the Chenchuan flying in mid-air. Everyone's face showed a look of yearning.

If he could reach that level one day, he would be able to fly in the air.

I don't know how much time passed, but Chenchuan came to the ocean area where the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King was based on his feeling. As he stopped, the surrounding sea began to boil for some reason.

As if being burned, the surrounding soul beasts scrambled to flee in all directions, as if they already knew that there would be an unprecedented battle next.

Chenchuan put one hand behind his back and stared at the boiling sea water with cold eyes. At the same time, a blood-red Seven Kills Demon Sword appeared quietly in the air, and the cold sword energy gathered in all directions.

Indirectly tearing apart the void.

It is enough to show that Chenchuan is no longer what it used to be.

Chenchuan moved his fingers slightly, and the visual feast brought by the sword of heaven and earth caused the space here to be directly torn apart, and shot straight towards the deep-sea demon whale king in the ocean.

A screeching sound suddenly sounded.

All the soul beasts on the sea were knocked away.

At the same time, the sword of heaven and earth merged directly into the sea water, penetrating into the seabed, and the sword energy formed boiled in the water.

"You are so impudent, you dare to attack here, you are so brave, human!"

The low voice seemed to come from the sea, and the strange sound waves spread into the air. Chenchuan frowned when he heard it, as if the blood in his body was trembling with this strange energy fluctuation. This feeling is not wonderful.

It is indeed a million-year-old soul beast, and it truly deserves its reputation.

It's just that the Deep Sea Demon Whale King is not like the ancient demon tree that is a million-year-old soul beast. The ancient demon tree lives by devouring gods. Naturally, its actual strength is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Even the Deep Sea Demon Whale King has no choice but to take a detour when he sees the Heavenly Demon Ancient Tree. (End of chapter)