Douluo: After Bibi Dong's abuse, Gu Yuena takes care of her

Chapter 209 The war is over, Qian Renxue is confused, Grandpa wants to kill Qian Renshang!
The main hall of the Spirit Hall!
The former glory and majesty are now gone, replaced by a shocking mess.

The carefully constructed competition venue, the once magnificent arena is now in pieces, with huge stones scattered everywhere and broken stone pillars lying on the ground.

On the ground, deep gullies crisscrossed, as if the earth had been ruthlessly torn apart. The originally gorgeous decorations and arrangements had now turned into ruins and were in tatters.

There were traces of battles everywhere, with burn marks like demon claw marks all over the walls and the ground. Broken weapons and armor were scattered everywhere, flashing a cold and desperate light in the sun.

Blood, like a tragic painting, was smeared wantonly on the ruins.

The bloodstains gathered into streams, flowing on the uneven ground, emitting a pungent smell. In some places, the blood had dried up and turned into a dark black color, adding a bit of eerie atmosphere.

"Ah, my legs..."

"My hand, can anyone help me..."

"Where is the healing spirit master?"

A bunch of wounded soldiers were howling in pain, their voices intertwined to form a miserable elegy. Some of them were mutilated, with broken arms and limbs everywhere.

Some people had wounds so deep that the bones were visible, and blood kept gushing out, dyeing the ground beneath them red; some people had distorted faces, and tears of pain mixed with sweat slid down their cheeks.

Their groans and cries echoed in the empty main hall, but no one could give them timely help and comfort. The whole scene was like hell on earth, full of despair and pain.

The six great priests and numerous Titled Douluo looked at this scene with grim faces, and flames of anger and unwillingness burned in everyone's eyes.

Their eyes were filled with disbelief and deep frustration. The Beast God Emperor Tian had actually stopped all of them here by himself.

Among the six great priests, the leading Golden Crocodile Douluo clenched his fists tightly, with veins bulging on the back of his hands. His majestic face seemed a little distorted because of anger.

"This Di Tian is so difficult to deal with!"

He said through gritted teeth.

Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo stood side by side, their faces equally gloomy. Qianjun Douluo snorted coldly: "If it weren't for him, those beast kings would have to stay... This guy is really too strong."

Demon Subduing Douluo stared at the mess ahead with a gloomy look, and said fiercely: "At least a thousand spirit masters from the Spirit Hall died in this battle. I will not be a human being if I don't take revenge!"

Many of the Spirit Hall's Guardian Douluo also looked depressed. Some lowered their heads, their faces full of disappointment.

Some were glaring with anger, but they were helpless. They were all top warriors of the Spirit Hall, usually so majestic, but now they had suffered a great loss in front of Emperor Tian, ​​which dealt a great blow to their self-esteem.

"The strength of this Beast God is beyond our imagination." A Titled Douluo said in a low voice.

"But the dignity of the Spirit Hall must not be trampled upon!"

Another Titled Douluo shouted loudly.

However, no matter how angry or unwilling they were, the facts before them could not be changed. Di Tian's powerful strength was like an insurmountable mountain standing in front of them.

Qian Daoliu also looked at this scene with a sullen expression, his majestic face seemed to be covered with frost. His eyes were fixed on the chaotic battlefield, revealing endless anger and regret.

He never expected that the carefully planned roundup would allow Qian Renshang to escape.

Qian Renshang, the son of darkness predicted by the Angel God, seemed to be a shadow that would never go away in his heart.

"hateful!"

Qian Daoliu gritted his teeth fiercely, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his joints turning white due to the force. He knew very well that if he missed this opportunity, it would be even more difficult to kill Qian Renshang. And if Qian Renshang grew up, the consequences would be disastrous.

Thinking of the possible devastation in the future, Qian Daoliu's expression became more and more desperate.

He seemed to see the earth becoming desolate under the erosion of dark forces, and people struggling in fear and pain.

"Could this be God's punishment for the Spirit Hall? Or is it God's punishment for my Qian family..."

"Qian Renshang, you are the son of darkness in the prophecy. For the safety of the entire continent, can't you take the initiative to sacrifice yourself?"

Qian Daoliu murmured to himself, full of resentment towards his former good grandson. He thought it would be best if he committed suicide, and if he died, he, as a grandfather, would go to accompany him.

Is not it good?
This time the loss was really huge, it was a blood loss...

"Angel God, what should I do now..."

He raised his head and looked towards the sky, as if he was praying for guidance from the angel God in the dark. However, the only response he got was endless silence.

The Title Douluo and the priests around him were all silent, not daring to disturb Qian Daoliu who was lost in thought. They knew that this supreme warrior of the Spirit Hall was under tremendous pressure at the moment.

After a long time, Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Pass on my order, do your best to track down Qian Renshang's whereabouts, at any cost!"

His voice was cold and firm, carrying an authority that brooked no disobedience.

Everyone responded in unison: "Yes!"

No matter what, the relationship has been completely broken, and Qian Daoliu can only use any means necessary.

Cough!

At this moment, a weak voice was heard from the ruins. An extraordinary figure with blond hair and blue eyes stood up at some point. She looked at everything around her in a daze.

Qian Renxue's delicate face was full of confusion and bewilderment, and her originally clear blue eyes were now filled with puzzlement.

Her swan-like neck turned slightly and her eyes slowly swept across the ruins.

Her clothes were a little messy, and a few strands of golden hair stuck to her fair cheeks, making her look even more pitiful. Qian Renxue shook her head gently, as if trying to get rid of the confusion in her mind.

"Huh? Weren't you still in the competition just now? Why are you like this now?"

She murmured, her voice trembling slightly.

She took staggering steps, and the gravel and debris under her feet almost made her fall. The blood and chaos around her made her feel nauseous and terrified.

Qian Renxue tried hard to recall the previous scene, but there were only some vague fragments in her mind. She tried to sort out her thoughts, but found that the more she thought, the more confused she became.

Suddenly, she saw Qian Daoliu with a grim face not far away, and she walked towards him quickly as if she had seen a life-saving straw.

"Grandpa, what's going on?"

(End of this chapter)