Douluo: Not short of money!

"Tang Chen has fallen?"

Qian Daoliu came back to his senses and asked Ye Chen excitedly.

"Not bad!"

Ye Chen nodded.

"Where did you find Tang Chen?"

Qian Daoliu couldn't believe it. After all, Tang Chen had been missing for many years. Where did Ye Chen find him?

And at such a young age, Ye Chen could kill Tang Chen? Could this be fooling people?

With the camouflage necklace on him, Qian Daoliu was not aware of Ye Chen's strength.

"He is the killing king of the killing city!"

"King of Slaughter?"

Qian Daoliu looked at Ye Chen in surprise. Naturally, he understood something about the killing king of the killing city.

It's just that Tang Chen's temperament may not be said to be righteous, but at least he is upright. How could he become a vampire like the King of Slaughter? This is completely inconsistent with Tang Chen's style!

And since Tang Chen is the king of killing, why not the Haotian Sect?

Ye Chen saw Qian Daoliu's surprise and continued: "Back then, Tang Chen found the inheritance of the Shura God in the Killing City, but he was unlucky. At the critical moment of the divine test, he was tricked by the Rakshasa God. Lost in mind.

Later, the blood-red nine-headed bat king took advantage of the situation and took over his body, and then he transformed into the king of killing. "

Qian Daoliu: "..."

Good guy, is this old man Tang so miserable?

Although he didn't like the Rakshasa God, because the successor of the Rakshasa God was Bibi Dong, who killed his son Qian Xunji, Qian Daoliu had to admit at this time that the Rakshasa God did a great job!

"Boy, come with me!"

After three seconds of silence for Tang Chen, his old rival, Qian Daoliu put away the soul bone in his hand, said something to Ye Chen, and walked out of the hall.

......

Not long after, two figures appeared on a barren mountain outside Wuhun City.

"Boy, let me see your strength!"

Possessed by the Seraphim's martial soul, nine soul rings, eight black and one red, bloomed from Qian Daoliu's body. At this moment, the power of the powerful demigod was fully revealed.

Although Qian Daoliu was very satisfied with Ye Chen's ability to kill Tang Chen, he still wanted to try Ye Chen's strength himself.

But no matter what, he recognized this grandson-in-law. After all, Ye Chen fulfilled one of his biggest wishes in his life.

"Then you have to watch it!"

Seeing Qian Daoliu trying to test his own strength, Ye Chen smiled.

Nowadays, as long as he doesn't have a divine weapon in hand, Ye Chen is not afraid at all, even if he is a semi-god-level expert.

If he were an offensive soul master, he might still be defeated when faced with a powerful demigod who had a divine weapon in hand.

After all, even if a demigod holding an artifact cannot fully exert its power, the attack power is very terrifying. Even a million-year defense soul bone technique may not be able to completely withstand it.

But he is a soul control master. When fighting, he has a huge advantage, and there is no need for close combat at all.

As long as you are hit by his controlling soul skills, unless you are a god, there is no way to get rid of it.

And once the opponent is restrained, the demigod-level soul master cannot stop the explosion of his many soul bone skills.

After all, the artifacts that appeared in the original work were all weapons, and none of them were armor-type defensive artifacts.

Immediately, the pure bamboo staff martial soul in Ye Chen's hand appeared, and nine soul rings, eight red and one gold, bloomed.

‘Golden soul ring? Could it be...'

As soon as Ye Chen's soul ring came out, Qian Daoliu's eyes widened immediately.

The Angel family is not an ordinary soul master family, but a long-standing god family. They are also the top powerhouses in the mainland. Qiandaoliu's knowledge is naturally higher than that of Bibi Dong, who was born in Yeluzi.

It is clearly recorded in the ancient classics of the family that after the great God of Angels achieved the status of a deity, her tenth divine ring was golden!

Moreover, throughout the generations of the Angel family, there are many people who have obtained soul rings that are far older than 100,000 years, but they are only red with golden lines, and they are definitely not completely golden like Ye Chen.

In other words, the golden soul ring is very likely to be a soul ring that is as old as a million years!

The reason why it is not a divine ring is just because Ye Chen has not yet become a god. If he becomes a god, it must be a divine ring.

Ye Chen ignored Qian Daoliu's shock, the ninth soul ring lit up, the shadow of the bamboo stick flew out, and he looked at Qian Daoliu's forehead with the stick.

"Boom--!"

The young man did not follow martial ethics and attacked the older soul master. Qian Daoliu was naturally unable to dodge in time. He received a stick on the forehead and immediately fell into an illusion.

Of course, since Qiandaoliu was not an enemy, Ye Chen restrained his strength with this stick, and the built-in illusion of the eighteenth level of hell was no longer a punishment from hell.

Changing his vision, Qian Daoliu found that he was no longer on the barren mountain outside Wuhun City, but not far from the Angel Temple in the city.

Looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar environment around him, Qian Daoliu was stunned.

Before Qian Daoliu could figure out what was going on, suddenly, a golden light beam reaching the sky lit up in the Angel Temple, and the vast pressure enveloped the entire Wuhun City.

"This is..."

Feeling the pressure of this vast divine power, Qian Daoliu was stunned.

"Great tribute, congratulations, Miss has ascended to the throne of God today!"

Just when Qian Daoliu was stunned, at some point, the second person in the enshrinement hall enshrined Golden Crocodile Douluo, the third enshrined Qingluan Douluo, the fourth enshrined Lion Douluo, the fifth enshrined Light Ling Douluo, and the sixth enshrined Qianjun Douluo. , all the seven Demon-Conquering Douluo appeared beside him and congratulated him.

"Xiaoxue has become a god?"

Looking at Qian Renxue standing in the golden pillar of light not far away, and listening to the congratulations of the six people beside him, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but feel confused. His granddaughter has become a god, so why is he still alive? Isn't it time for him to make a sacrifice?

Oh, by the way, I am now in the illusion of that boy Ye Chen!

Qian Daoliu: Damn it, you actually dare to make fun of me!

After a long time, the golden light beam dissipated, and Qian Renxue, who had ascended to the throne of an angel, fell in front of Qian Daoliu.

"Grandpa, Xue'er has lived up to your expectations. Today she inherits the throne and becomes the God of Angels!"

Qian Renxue, holding an angel sword and wearing an angel costume, bowed to Qian Daoliu and said.

"Haha~, okay! The glory of the God of Angels will eventually spread across the entire continent!"

Although Qian Daoliu knew that all this was illusion, he still couldn't help but burst into tears.

The dream of the Angel family for countless years will finally come true in his generation!

Time passed, and after three full days passed, the entire fantasy world opened with countless cracks and began to gradually fall apart.

Changing his vision, Qian Daoliu found that he had returned to the barren mountain, and Ye Chen was looking at him with a smile not far away.

‘If everything before is true, then I will have no regrets in this life! Even if it costs my life for this, I won’t hesitate! ’

Qian Daoliu thought silently as he recalled the grand occasion of the arrival of angels and gods in the illusion.