Douluo Continent: Pill-based Martial Soul? Even a Golden Core is still a pill!

puff--

Blood gushed out like a pillar!

The bowl beside the bed was now filled with blood.

The pungent smell of blood filled every corner of the secret room.

thump!

Qian Xunji's body slumped stiffly onto the bed, looking somewhat withered.

The smile on his face was stiff and creepy!

Plop.

Bibi Dong immediately knelt down on the ground.

At this moment, she

Without needing Ye Tian's Bright Soul Nourishing Pill, his mind was already perfectly clear.

Kneeling beside the stone bed,

Kneeling to see off

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"Grandpa! Quickly, save Dad!"

In the rain.

The three purple soul rings beneath Qian Renxue's feet appeared dark and shadowy.

It took a lot of effort to finally reach the front of the offering hall.

But it's too late!

When Qian Xunji died, Qian Daoliu, who was sitting cross-legged in the Douluo Hall behind the Hall of Worship, suddenly felt a series of heart palpitations.

Clutching her chest, she opened her eyes.

As the 'guardian of the tomb', Qian Daoliu could clearly sense that new heroic spirits were gathering in the Douluo Palace.

Swish-!

Qian Daoliu's gaze was like lightning.

Glancing back at the dozens of golden plaques engraved with the word 'angel',

It was surrounded by golden light.

It was as if they were giving the newly arrived heroic spirits the warmest welcome!

Immediately afterwards, Qian Daoliu's expression changed drastically!

"It's Ji'er!"

With a gasp, he vanished in an instant.

Beneath the blurred face of the angel statue, radiating majesty and holiness, there seems to be a touch of compassion.

boom!

A thunderclap ripped through the night sky.

"grandfather!"

Qian Renxue stopped in her tracks.

Behind the main hall, a golden rainbow shot through the sky and hurtled down!

Holy light swept across the mountain peak

A configuration of eight black and one red spirit rings hovered around Qian Daoliu.

At this moment.

He focused all his soul power on speed.

The large raindrops struck his face, which still looked like that of a middle-aged man, without any obstruction, causing his skin to sting!

But it was nothing compared to the sting in his heart.

Inside the offering hall,

Sensing the terrifying pressure, figures kept flashing towards them.

The remaining six retainers have all arrived!

The Light Feather Douluo hovered beside Qian Renxue and quickly opened an umbrella.

"Grandpa Guangling~"

Qian Renxue looked up at the sky with her pretty face.

She could no longer tell whether the water on her face was rain or tears.

The Demon-Slaying Douluo immediately asked, "Miss, what happened? Why is the Grand Elder in such a hurry? Should we go and see?"

The last sentence,

The Demon-Slaying Douluo was speaking to the Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"no need"

After a moment's thought, the golden crocodile shook its head, a hint of regret on its face.

He had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on.

"Just wait for the High Priest's instructions; the Soul Master world is about to get lively."

"Second brother, what do you mean by that?"

Lion Douluo scratched the messy hair on his head.

Azure Phoenix Douluo's eyes brightened slightly.

There aren't many things that can make Qian Daoliu so anxious.

Qingluan didn't connect it to Bibi Dong, but said softly, "Perhaps... it's time to properly curb the arrogance of the Haotian Sect."

"Oh?"

Qianjun Douluo crossed his arms, frowned, and glanced at the eager Demon Slayer.

"All right!"

"Let's invite Miss into the main hall first."

Jin E stepped forward and ruffled Qian Renxue's hair.

Golden holy light tore through the rain curtain, and a terrifying pressure...

But when they reached the halfway point of the mountain,

Stop it abruptly!

A golden sword beam descended from the black dome. Bibi Dong, who had just stepped out of the Papal Palace's perimeter, was instantly torn to pieces and vanished.

Bibi Dong, who was rushing towards the Wisteria Residence, suddenly turned pale.

He turned to look at the spot where the golden rainbow had fallen.

Instead, they slowed down.

The golden figure hovered in the air and hesitated for a moment.

Bibi Dong could sense it.

That gaze, filled with anger, was enough to pierce the soul.

It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Qian Daoliu did not choose to chase after them directly, but instead landed inside the Papal Palace.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the secret chamber.

"who?!"

Ghost Douluo, who had just returned to his post, immediately shouted, but when he saw who it was, he became terrified.

Chrysanthemum Douluo also hurriedly bowed in greeting.

"Greetings, High Priest!"

"All of you, get out of the Papal Palace!"

Qian Daoliu stared at the door of the secret room and gave the order.

Even when facing the pain of losing a child,

His rationality still allows him to maintain sufficient self-control.

"!!!"

Even so, Kiku and Kiku couldn't help but feel terrified.

The soul power fluctuations erupting from Qian Daoliu's body.

It's really scary!

Kiku and Kiku didn't dare to hesitate for a moment and immediately bowed in response.

"Yes! I'm resigning!"

The words fell.

They then hurried away.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu's once straight body began to hunch over.

With a hint of hesitation, he waved his sleeve.

The door to the secret room slowly opened.

A chilling wind swept over us, carrying the stench of blood!

A distance of only a few meters.

Qian Daoliu seemed frozen in place, remaining motionless for a long time.

My eyes started to redden, and I felt tightness in my chest and shortness of breath.

He resolutely lifted his foot and strode out, taking a dozen or so steps.

In an instant.

Blood was everywhere before my eyes.

In the dim light,

The large pool of blood cast a dark red hue over the entire sealed room.

Qian Xunji's shriveled corpse lay on the stone bed.

Fresh blood continued to drip from the stone wall.

"Ji'er!"

A thousand streams flowed, making his throat feel dry.

Even with the cultivation level of a Limit Douluo, his legs couldn't help but feel a little weak.

White-haired people give black-haired people a gift!

It turned out to be a self-fulfilling prophecy!

Qian Daoliu approached step by step.

Looking at the eerie smile on Qian Xunji's face, and the countless holes pierced into his broken body.

Qian Daoliu's eyes were filled with tears.

But it didn't fall yet.

Unexpectedly, his worries came true so quickly.

"My sick child."