When Qian Daoliu transmigrated into Douluo Continent II, even the evil spirit masters were terrified

"hiss!"

Qian Daoliu felt as if countless needles were piercing his brain.

He covered his head and opened his eyes.

Then, he froze.

Because this is not the familiar Temple of Angels.

Instead, it was an unfamiliar forest.

"What happened?"

Qian Daoliu was somewhat bewildered. His first thought was not where he was, but rather to quickly check his own condition.

His cultivation level is still intact, and the six Angel Set Soul Bones within his body are still there.

The Angelic Holy Sword is still inside the storage soul tool.

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Qian Daoliu breathed a sigh of relief, then fell into memories.

He remembered that he had just completed the eighth trial of the Angel God and finally broken through to the Limit Douluo level, but then he suddenly fainted and ended up here.

"Tang Chen?"

"Did that guy ambush me?"

Qian Daoliu suddenly had a guess.

After all, in his view, the only person in the world capable of knocking him out was Tang Chen.

However, Qian Daoliu quickly overturned his guess.

Because he had been Tang Chen's rival for decades, he knew Tang Chen's personality and that Tang Chen should not stoop to launching a sneak attack.

Moreover, he had broken through to the Limit Douluo level at that time.

Tang Chen, who is only in level 98.

It was absolutely impossible to sneak up on him without his senses.

"Tsk."

Qian Daoliu was extremely frustrated. He hated the feeling of things slipping out of his control, and he had absolutely no clue what to do.

He stood up from the ground, deciding to put aside the question of what was going on for the time being. He needed to figure out where he was first, and then return to the Spirit Hall to make further plans.

Qian Daoliu extended his divine sense, instantly covering an area of ​​dozens of miles, and his eyes immediately turned strange.

Because he realized he had no idea where he was.

That doesn't make sense.

He had traveled almost the entire Douluo Continent before, except for overseas. It could be said that there was no place he hadn't been, so why did he have no impression of this place?

"No, I need to ask someone."

Qian Daoliu had a bad feeling. He spread three pairs of golden wings on his back and immediately prepared to leave the forest and head to a nearby city.

They flew for about a hundred miles.

Suddenly, he sensed an extremely repulsive and foul aura.

"The Fallen?"

Qian Daoliu turned his head to the side and stared in one direction.

He inherited the glory of the angels.

No degenerate shall be allowed to be within sight.

I didn't think much of it.

He immediately transformed into golden light and disappeared from the spot.

In the blink of an eye.

Qian Daoliu then arrived at the place where the foul aura was coming from.

A group of black-robed men wielding swords were laughing loudly around a carriage. Several desiccated corpses lay on the ground, clearly drained of their blood.

The black-robed men varied in strength, with the highest being a Soul Emperor and the lowest a Soul Venerable.

"Don't come any closer!"

A sobbing voice could be heard coming from inside the carriage.

However, the men in black robes remained unmoved, uttering all sorts of foul language.

"Damn, men's blood really does smell the worst, it's stinky. Women's blood is the most wonderful, like fine wine."

"Come out now, you little bitch, hahaha, I'll definitely pamper you! First I'll enjoy your body, then your blood, it'll be heavenly!"

"Stop struggling..."

As Qian Daoliu listened to these words, endless killing intent flashed in his golden pupils. He couldn't understand why there were still such arrogant Fallen Ones when the Spirit Hall regularly exterminated them.

Without hesitation, he flashed in front of the black-robed men, raised his hand and pointed, several pure golden beams shooting out from his fingertip, directly piercing through the heads of all the black-robed men.

Those men in black robes couldn't even put up a fight.

The next second, thick black smoke began to billow from the corpse.

Completely purified.

"snort!"

Qian Daoliu was very dissatisfied with this.

Upon returning to the Spirit Hall, we must thoroughly investigate who is in charge of this area, allowing a group of fallen individuals to grow and harm innocent civilians. They are utterly deserving of death.

"The Fallen Ones have been dealt with by me. Come out, I have something to ask you."

Qian Daoliu suppressed his anger, turned around and looked at the carriage, and said.

After waiting for a while, a young girl cautiously peeked out of the carriage. Only after confirming that the men in black robes were dead did she dare to come out.

Then he quickly bowed to Qian Daoliu and said, "Thank you for your help, benefactor!"

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the girl. She was a level 32 Soul Master, looked to be around ten years old, had short dark green hair, and a petite figure.

She was also holding a strangely shaped sphere in her hand.

"Little girl, I have a few questions for you."

Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, his tone gentle.

Upon hearing this, the girl frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

This benefactor looked to be only in his early twenties.

Why do you refer to yourself as "old man"?

She still calls herself a little girl?

Could it be that our benefactor is a Title Douluo who can maintain his youth forever?

The girl thought it was possible, after all, those black-robed men were quite strong, but her benefactor had dealt with them so easily, which was enough to prove their strength.

Thinking this, his expression became even more respectful, and he bowed to Qian Daoxing again: "My benefactor, please ask. I will certainly answer to the best of my knowledge!"

"Where is this place?" Qian Daoliu went straight to the point.

The girl frowned, but still spoke up: "This is the Mingdou Mountain Range, located at the border between the Sun Moon Empire and the Star Luo Empire."

Qian Daoliu was completely confused.

The Mingdou Mountains—is there such a place on the mainland?

What exactly is the Sun and Moon Empire?

The only thing he could understand was the Star Luo Empire.

"That can't be right. I've only ever heard of the Heavenly Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, never the Sun Moon Empire, and I've never even heard of the Bright Dou Mountain Range. You dare to lie to me?"

Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes, locked onto the girl, and exuded an invisible sense of oppression.

The girl shrank back, her legs trembling uncontrollably, and hurriedly explained, "How could I possibly lie to my benefactor? This is indeed the Mingdou Mountains!"

"The Mingdou Mountain Range was formed two thousand years ago after the collision between the Sun Moon Continent and the Douluo Continent."

"The Sun and Moon Empire is the only empire on the Sun and Moon Continent."

"As for the Heavenly Dou Empire you just mentioned, if I remember correctly, it split into two empires four thousand years ago: the Heavenly Soul Empire and the Douling Empire."

The girl appeared very flustered.

He hurriedly told everything he knew.

"Well……"

At this moment, Qian Daoliu felt that his worldview had been greatly impacted. He knew every word the girl said, so why couldn't he understand it when they were put together?

Two thousand years ago, did the Sun Moon Continent and the Douluo Continent collide?

Four thousand years ago, the Heavenly Dou Empire split apart?

What is all this about?

He even suspected there was something wrong with his ears.

Qian Daoliu frowned deeply.

A sense of foreboding grew stronger in my heart.

He pressed for an answer.

"Do you know where the Spirit Hall is?"