Douluo’s Ultimate God of War

　　 A layer of frost seems to have condensed in the deliberative hall of the entire Papal Palace. There are only three people in the hall. Pope Bibi Dong sitting on the main seat. Hu Liena, the saint of the Martial Soul Palace standing silently behind her. And the brave Qian Renxue who changed her blonde hair back to women's clothing.

　　 Qian Renxue stands ten meters away from Bibi Dong. The dead silence in the chamber has been going on for a long time. Bibi Dong's sharp gaze was always concentrated on Qian Renxue's face. But Qian Renxue stared at her unwillingly. Neither of them spoke, but the suppressed atmosphere made Hu Liena feel unable to breathe behind Bibi Dong.

　　 "Leena, you go out first." Bibi Dong waved his hand. In her eyes, there seemed to be something more and something missing.

　　 Hu Liena secretly breathed a sigh of relief, replied respectfully, and hurriedly left the discussion hall. She didn't realize it until she walked out of the hall. His underwear was soaked in sweat. She has been following Bibi Dong for many years, but she has never seen anyone dare to look at her with such a look in front of Bibi Dong. Why is she so powerful? That is not from the pressure of the spirit on the spirit. It's a kind of strength and majesty from the heart.

　　 Hu Liena went out, Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue were left in the Wuhun Hall discussion hall. Bibi Dong slowly stood up, her figure similar to Qian Renxue in front of her. Step by step towards Qian Renxue.

　　 Qian Renxue didn't shrink from Bibi Dong's aura, her face was indifferent, and her gaze was even stronger.

An extremely complicated light flashed through Bibi Dong’s eyes. Suddenly, all her aura seemed to have disappeared at this moment. She sighed and said: "If you fail, you will fail. Everything can start from the beginning. On the general trend, we Still at an absolute advantage."

Qian Renxue said coldly: "I didn't lose to them. Instead, I lost to you. If it weren't for you to act too hastily. How could I risk starting in advance? Old teacher!" In the end, that should have been called. With a sound, she deliberately lengthened her voice. It sounds full of mockery.

　　 "Damn!" An angry light flashed from Bibi Dong's eyes, "When is it your turn to interrupt? Teacher, you are not worthy of being my student!"

Qian Renxue coldly snorted, "Then I'll call you the Pope. In this world, I only have one family member, and that is Grandpa. Didn't you say that I came to this world by mistake. He is dead. Now, you have also got the land you want. But you have to remember that you are you and I am me."

　　 "What did you say?" Bibi Dongdi's eyes became fierce again, and the powerful aura immediately condensed into a substantive pressure that forced Qian Renxue back several steps to stabilize her body. Under the pressure of Bibi Dong's powerful aura, a strand of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. But the sneer on her face did not diminish in the slightest.

　　 Seeing the blood flowing from the corner of Qian Renxue's mouth, Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, and his vigorous momentum stopped for a while, then slowly converged.

　　 "Go!" At this moment, Bibi Dong seemed ten years old. You know, although her actual age is twenty years older than Qian Renxue, on the surface, it looks similar.

　　 Qian Renxue glanced at Bibi Dong coldly, and walked out without looking back. The door of the conference hall made a bang due to the violent collision. It seemed to isolate them in two worlds.

　　 Bibi Dong seemed to have lost all his strength in an instant, and fell on the chair, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. Who can imagine that this iron-blooded pope has such a weak side.

　　 Hall of the Elders.

　　 This is the largest building in the Papal Hall, and it also represents the most powerful force in the entire Wuhun Hall. Inside the tall domed building, a wide hall is once you enter. The empty dome is nearly 30 meters high, and it is divided into three floors, each with ten rooms.

　　 Except for extremely special circumstances, the first requirement for being able to move into this place is to have a spirit power of 90 or higher, and possess the strength of Title Douluo or higher. This is where the real supreme power of the Wuhun Hall lies. Even the Pope must be restricted by it. In the final analysis, it is the function of strength. If the elders who live here unite together. Enough to destroy a city in one day. This is not an exaggeration.

　　 At this time, the hall of the elders was quiet, even if it was a servant waiting. When Qian Renxue walked into the huge hall, her sweat pores suddenly shrank. It's on the innermost side of this hall. In front of a huge seraph sculpture made of pure gold, ten meters high, a person stood quietly, facing the direction of the door, looking up at the pure gold statue.

　　 Seen from the back. It was a man with a tall stature. But he was not sturdy. He was dressed in a plain gray robe, with long black hair scattered behind his head, neatly combed. Stand there. He gave people a very strange feeling. Qian Renxue, who possessed a Seraphim Martial Spirit, felt very clear. It seemed that the person was the Seraphim statue, and there was no difference between the two. It seems that the sunlight that enters the hall from the huge windows around is focused on him alone. Although his clothes are so plain, but he just stood there giving people a feeling of worship.

　　 "Grandpa." Standing at the entrance, Qian Renxue plopped. Kneel to the ground. The original cold face could no longer hold on to that stubbornness. Tears flowed down the cheeks.

　　 The gray-clothed man slowly turned around, and the previous special breath suddenly disappeared. It seems that he is only thirty or forty years old. He looks very handsome, with a faint smile on his face. The calm and calm breath gives people a very comfortable feeling. The most strange thing was that even if there was a titled Douluo here, he definitely couldn't feel a trace of spirit power fluctuation from him.

The man in gray took a step gently, and the next moment he came to Qian Renxue. His movements were not fast, but when he came to Qian Renxue, Qian Renxue had already fallen into his embrace. Cry loudly.

　　 No matter how strong people are, there is a weak side, Bibi Dong is like this, why not Qian Renxue? Pretending to be Xueqinghe for more than ten years, she is the only one who knows the pressure she has endured and the lost youth.

　　 "Have you seen her?" The man in gray gently fumbled for Qian Renxue's blond hair.

　　 Qian Renxue nodded silently.

　　 The man in gray said faintly: "She is very strong, and she has paid a lot for the Wuhun Palace, even her grandfather has been calculated by her."

　　 Qian Renxue raised her head and looked at her only relative, "Grandpa."

　　 The man in gray sighed softly, "Bibi Dong is now in the Martial Soul Palace, and his influence has far surpassed me, and I am defeated by her."

　　 "What?" Qian Renxue was taken aback, and even stopped the tears that had been flowing in her eyes, "This, this is impossible."

The gray-clothed man smiled slightly and said spoiledly: "Xiaoxue, you have to remember that this is a world where the weak eats the strong. Whoever is stronger ~www.readwn.com~ will have a greater right to speak. The same is true for the Soul Palace. Her strength is no less than mine, she is still so young. Perhaps, she may become the first person to reach another level in many years. Not to mention that the second worship and the third worship are already supported. He. Even me, will also support her. She will lead the Wuhun Temple further. What you have to do is to help her, not against her. In fact, your talent is far more than your father, and Not only from the Seraphim heritage he left to you, but also from the talent Bibi Dong inherited from you. Anyway, she is your mother after all."

　　 Qian Renxue stayed there, and did not speak for a long time. The man in grey didn't speak either, just looked at her quietly, giving her room to think.

　　 At this time, Qian Renxue's face was bloody, and the light in her eyes was flickering. Suddenly, she suddenly raised her head and said to the gray clothes: "Grandpa, I beg you one last thing."

　　 The gray-clothed man frowned slightly, obviously he felt something wrong with her mood at this time. But he still nodded.

　　 Qian Renxue's gaze suddenly solidified, and she said in a deep voice: "I will be the judge elder of Wuhun Hall."

　　 The man in gray stunned: "Because of the young man who defeated you this time?" The ruling elder is second only to worship in the elder hall. Enshrinement is not required to participate in any action in the Wuhun Hall. And the most important responsibility of the ruling elder is to kill all the strongest opponents against Wuhun Palace.

Qian Renxue nodded, "From now on, I will not interfere in Wuhun Temple affairs. Also, she is not my mother. Not before, not now, and never will be. I will never forgive her. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have died in her hands. I only have grandpa. No mother."