Douluo Dalu: Flame Gun Chongli Falls Heart Flame Cheats

Chapter 209 Becoming a God Requires Faith, Faith in Angels
Xue Qinghe really didn't expect that Bai Jing from Jianyu Hall was actually a Titled Douluo, and was so decisive in killing; he would attack directly at the slightest disagreement.

At the same time, a flare shot up into the sky, but it was too late to stop it.

Xue Qinghe thought to himself that it was not good. How could such a serious thing happen when he just wanted to meet that bastard?
"Bai Jing."

Bai Jing shouted coldly from the sky: "Emperor Xueqing, since you have sent troops to surround this place, I don't want to ask about right or wrong. Next, prepare to face the wrath of Potian Sect!"

As she spoke, Tang Yuehua was grabbed by Bai Jing and flown high into the sky, disappearing in a very short time.

Xue Qinghe's face suddenly became extremely ugly, it seemed that he had made a bad move.

Aren't the people from Jianyu Hall specifically responsible for gathering intelligence? Why are they handling things so aggressively?
Not only did he not give me any face at all, he just started fighting as soon as he said he would.

Xue Qinghe felt a headache when he saw the two sides preparing to make a move. The people from Potian Sect must not die here.

Otherwise things will get serious.

"stop!"

"Let the people from Jianyu Hall leave."

Xue Qinghe finally gave way.

The people from Jianyu Hall looked at each other, cut off the heads of all the children in their hands, and confirmed that the appearance was correct and there was no substitution before they took the heads and bodies back to report.

As for today's events, they will naturally be reported to Lord Yang Wusha for a decision.

evening.

Yang Yun met Tang Yuehua.

Ye Lingling walked forward to feel her pulse, then slowly shook her head towards Yang Yun and said, "She doesn't have what you think."

The next second, Tang Yuehua's world was spinning.

A crisp "Bang!" rang out in the living room.

Yang Yun's decisiveness did not shock Ye Lingling at all. Instead, a light green light lit up to stop the bleeding from the separated parts of the body to avoid dirtying the floor.

If Ye Lingling was willing, Tang Yuehua wouldn't necessarily have to die now; it just would require too much energy.

But why bother with that?

Soon, Bai Jing, who had just sent the person in, came with a group of subordinates to clean the floor.

Not long after, Yang Wusha sent a message: "Sect Master, Emperor Xueqing of the Tiandou Empire wants to see you."

Yang Yun looked at Ye Lingling in his arms and said decisively, "I'm not free tonight."

As he said this, he hugged Ye Lingling and went to another room to sleep.

Xue Qinghe's face turned green immediately after receiving the message. Looking at the simulated sand table in front of him showing his territory being lost continuously, he felt annoyed.

After only being emperor for a few days, he allowed that woman to come and take away what he had snatched with great difficulty.

I have to go back and take some kind of test. It's so annoying.

It is not impossible to stop Bai Jing during the day, but that would really bring disaster to the Potian Sect.

It would be bad for everyone, and the entire Avalanche Star Empire might even focus their attacks on him.

All the efforts of these years will be wasted.

"If it were you, what would you do?" Xue Qinghe asked to himself. The dark feathers dyed half of Xue Qinghe's shoulder into a colorful black.

"If it were me, I would fly directly to Potian Sect and sit down by myself." Another voice came from Xue Qinghe's body.

As expected, he is really crazy and depraved; he is worthy of being a twelve-winged fallen angel.

"That god position is of some use to us, but the status of the Angel God does not seem to be enough. With my help, he may be able to surpass the Angel God."

"Inheriting the throne of God is not necessarily a bad thing, just give it a try; there is no point in being anxious, but to improve the status of God, it is not enough to just be an angel god."

Xue Qinghe's eyes moved slightly: "What do you mean?"

"The Heaven Dou Empire cannot be handed over to the Spirit Empire just like that. Of course, if you are the king of the Spirit Empire, the situation will be different, right? Becoming a god requires faith, faith in angels."

Xue Qinghe fell silent. Now his strength had broken through to the Titled Douluo level; but if a real fight came up, he would probably not be a match for that woman.

"It seems that I really need to go back. Grandpa's help is very important. I want to be the king of the Wuhun Empire, and it is necessary to assemble the Angel Legion. I don't need to do those stinky tasks of chasing evil anymore."

"The twelve-winged fallen angels of light want to inherit the throne of the Angel God and elevate it to a higher level. They need to spread our faith; but not the faith of the six-winged angels, but the faith of the twelve-winged fallen angels."

The dark and seductive voice of Qian Renxue spoke slowly.

The image of his grandfather flashed through Xue Qinghe's mind: "Are you sure you can beat Grandpa? Or do you think that with our current strength, we can survive Grandpa's attack?"

The fallen angel laughed softly, and after a long while he said, "You are your grandfather's most beloved granddaughter, and he is reluctant to kill you; but the rest of the soul bones of the angel suit can be absorbed."

"After the angel's divine equipment is complete, I can increase it to 100,000 years without inheriting the throne. Instead of the useless 99,999 years, who would be bothered by one year's difference?"

Xue Qinghe fell silent again. Her belief in the Angel God since childhood prevented her from slandering the Angel God without scruples.

But in her opinion, this matter was indeed not very authentic.

"Sure enough, men only affect my judgment."

The fallen angel sneered and said, "You didn't act like this when you were swinging that day. It seems like you were more relaxed than a fallen angel like me. You even shouted louder, hehe."

Xue Qinghe's face turned dark, and the fallen angel disappeared instantly with no intention of continuing to argue with Xue Qinghe.

The two of them are originally one, and the fact that they can get along in this way is largely due to the existence of Yang Yun.

So there's nothing wrong with teasing.

"We have to speed up." Xue Qinghe began to simulate a look of madness and rage on his face.

If not, how can we speed up the consumption of the Tiandou Empire's military strength and continuously transport the city out?

Such an army calculation was later overturned by the avalanche and re-recruited, and what would be left would only be a ragged army with no resistance and defeated troops.

The real elites had already been killed by Avalanche's army or died at the hands of the Wuhun Empire.

Those who guarded Xue Qinghe from beginning to end were all elite soldiers transferred from the Spirit Hall; it was impossible for them to go out and die.

But now that we have made the decision to do it, it is impossible to only make this preparation.

Qianjun Douluo was called out by Qian Renxue, who asked him to send a message back to his grandfather to ask him to summon all the angel legions to return to the Spirit Hall and be on standby.

At the same time, it is time to move the hidden chess pieces that have been buried to ensure that he can control the newly established Wuhun Empire in the shortest time possible.

Of course, the most important thing is the Angel Suit; he must absorb the remaining Angel Suit soul bones as soon as he returns.

(End of this chapter)