Chapter 447, let us learn to meow together, meow meow!
at the same time.
In a hall full of light and sacredness in the hall of worship, a middle-aged man knelt and sat under the statue of the seraphim of light, with endless power of light shining from behind the seraphim's martial spirit.
In this hall, he is the light, he is the light.
The most noteworthy thing is that the power of light in him is very pure. This is the power of light that can only be condensed by those who truly have a heart of benevolence and justice.
Right now.
The middle-aged man could not help but sighed softly after he sensed that the old woman had quickly left the range of his mental power through his powerful mental power.
"Hey! The end of the three offerings is approaching now, and I hope that nothing will happen in the past ten years! Especially the divine punishment like the last time, I don't know if it will happen again. Can't stand it."
"It doesn't matter if I die, but the Wuhun Palace cannot fall. If there is no Wuhun Palace's suppression, those evil soul masters hiding in the dark ditch will show up again."
"At that time, it will be a disaster for the entire continent. In a world where evil soul masters are flooding, those civilians will really be cheaper than ants, and they may become the playthings of soul masters at any time."
"Seraphim God of Light, may your will continue to walk on the earth, illuminating this endless darkness, and igniting the dawn of hope in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people."
After finishing speaking, Qian Daoliu raised his head and glanced at the statue of the seraph in front of him, his expression became more devout, and at the same time, the power of light emanating from him became more intense.
As an existence who believes in light all his life, Qian Daoliu is an upright man.
Deep in his heart, he has always upheld noble characters such as justice, kindness, and benevolence.
As long as Fan Qiandaoliu is a little dark and selfish, even if the Haotian School does not destroy the school, it will suffer a huge loss, and at least half of the school will die.
As long as Qian Daoliu has a trace of darkness and selfishness in his heart, and he doesn't let go of a little bit of water when chasing and killing Tang Hao and Tang San, their father and son have already been reincarnated.
And the only stain in his life.
Probably only the useless son Chihiro Ji, an idiot with dark and dark thoughts in his heart.
It was because his heart was full of darkness and dark thoughts that the Seraphim spirit completely lost its power of light, and finally the god-level spirit Seraphim was completely ashamed.
If not.
Qian Xunji, who possesses the seraphim spirit, how could he lose miserably to Tang Hao, who had just become a titled Douluo, even the kind of fiasco of being hanged and beaten.
As long as a seraph martial soul that is a god-level martial soul can normally exert its own power, the power of light it condenses can completely purify all evil in front of it.
So what if Tang Hao blows up the ring?
Even if Tang Hao also got the sacrifice of a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, so what?
The seraphim martial soul is a god-level martial soul, plus a full set of angel suit inheritance soul bones, aside from Dong Qing, whose soul power is completely unequal to his own strength, it doesn't count.
God-level martial souls should be invincible at the same level, which should be the minimum, but Chihiro Ji still made the Seraphim martial soul a joke, and made his own father Qian Daoliu a joke.
He not only lost his own face, but also his father Qian Daoliu's face, and even made Wuhun Hall secretly dissatisfied with the pope.
During that time, I don’t know how many people secretly agreed in their hearts, whether the seraph martial soul is too useless, and it is not worthy of the title of god-level martial soul.
At the same time, within the Clear Sky School, some people wanted to regard the Clear Sky Hammer as the number one god-level martial spirit in the world, and even a very few elders wanted to provoke Qian Daoliu.
After all, Tang Hao was able to hammer Qianxunji just after he became a titled Douluo, although it was because of the sacrifice of a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor.
But if several of our Haotianzong elders at the Douluo level work together, it shouldn't be a problem to deal with a peak ninety-nine-level Peerless Douluo, right?
But when these titled Douluo-level elders really faced Qian Daoliu in person, they understood the true meaning of the peak ninety-nine-level Peerless Douluo.
There are no gods in the world, they are demigods, and they can suppress a group of titled Douluo with just a lift of their hands.
Another day passed.
Outside Tiandou City, Sunset Forest, Binghuo Liangyiyan Valley.
In the afternoon, at dusk and sunset, the soft sunset shines on the valley, as if there is an extremely gentle lover in the house calling him home.
Twilight is not scary, sunset is not sad, but I am afraid of being alone at night without company.
Emptiness, loneliness, loneliness, the three helplessness in the world.
The bottom of the Ice and Fire Liangyiyan Valley.
Because of the rich aura of heaven and earth, the valley is lush and green, and when you open your eyes, there are young plants of thousand-year-old spiritual grass and immortal medicinal herbs that are extremely rare in the outside world.
"Let's learn how to meow, meow meow!"
"Dead rabbit, you don't want to live anymore, do you?"
Zhu Zhuqing was furious, while Xiao Wu ran away. The two of them fled and then chased. The two of them jumped around in the valley, unknowingly trampling on how many precious thousand-year-old spirit grasses.
As for the young plants of fairy herbs, they have strong vitality, as long as they are not pulled out of the soil directly, the fragrant and tender feet of the two of them will not damage them.
Fragrant here is not an adjective. Their tender and smooth jade feet do have a floral fragrance, and this fragrance can only be found when they use flower petals to soak their feet all year round.
As for how Dong Qing knew, cough cough cough. This is a question worth studying.
Not long ago.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were still soaking in the hot spring water of Binghuo Liangyiyan, but Xiaowu suddenly meowed like a cat, causing the unbearable humiliated Zhu Zhuqing to run away in an instant.
Now the two of them are chasing and fleeing in the valley of Binghuo Liangyiyan, their hair is still wet, they don't even wear shoes, and they are only covered with translucent gauze, barely covering some important parts.
The hazy beauty of the translucent veil makes it difficult for people to control the flames in their bodies.
Coupled with the strong wind generated by the rapid running and jumping, the beautiful spring light under the translucent gauze is revealed, which is really indescribable.
But alas.
Now within a hundred miles of Binghuo Liangyiyan Valley, there is no other male human being except Dongqing.
Even if there are thousands of beauties and styles, only Dong Qing can appreciate the beauty of the two of them alone.
At the top of the Ice and Fire Liangyiyan Valley, there is a very delicate attic.
This loft is not big, but the interior is very luxurious. There are seven rooms, one master bedroom, two second bedrooms, study room, kitchen, and other rooms, all of which are fully furnished.
In the master bedroom, there is very little furniture, which is just enough. The curtains are made of gold silk, and the windows are smoky blue, embroidered with light patterns, which is so elegant and deserted.
In the master bedroom.
"His Royal Highness Dongqing, you won the championship today, aren't you happy at all?" Zhu Zhuyun made Dongqing tea, came behind him, stretched out his jade hands and gently kneaded his shoulders.
But while she was kneading her shoulders, her plump body leaned forward slightly, and almost her whole body was attached to it, her movements looked very familiar.
Moreover, it was visible to the naked eye that the huge pressure on her chest had all accumulated on the back of his head, forming some kind of brain cushion.
(end of this chapter)