Douluo: Qilin steps on the sky

Chapter 1 Picking up an old man at the beginning

Author: Diving Big Cat

Chapter 1 Picking up an old man at the beginning

Douluo Continent, God Realm.

The clouds and mist are ever-changing, sometimes like rolling waves, sometimes like a quiet beauty. Each change has no rules, but it brings more beauty and shock to people.

Deep in the God Realm, the origin of the Golden Dragon King, who was sealed in the center of the God Realm, trembled slightly. A bright red golden light cut through the space and flew to the lower realm. He murmured with some hope in his heart, "I don't have much time left."

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The majestic palace shines with a faint golden light under the halo of the God Realm. This is the commanding heights of the entire God Realm, and it is also the place where everything in the God Realm is controlled.

The God Realm Committee has the responsibility of judging the gods, and also has the task of taking charge of the God Realm and maintaining the rules.

The main hall of the palace is presented in an octagonal shape. Each of the surrounding walls is undecorated, but there are countless changing and flickering scenes. Each light curtain represents a world and a scene of different planets in the human world. Here is also the God Realm Committee

A place to monitor every planet in this star field.

There is a round table in the center of the main hall. The surface of the round table is made of unknown materials. If you look closely, you can see misty clouds and seemingly endless depth.

At this time, opposite these light curtains, a figure whose whole body was wrapped in dark red magic patterns stood quietly in front of these light curtains. The dark red light surrounded his body, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly. He could only

You could vaguely see that he was wearing an armor covered with dark red magic patterns.

Suddenly, the figure pulled out a bloody giant sword that was more than two meters long. The long and thick sword was densely covered with dark golden magic patterns. The blood-red sword was full of extremely fierce killing aura, and slashed into an unknown space somewhere in the lower realm.

A red sword light filled with murderous intent was released.

"Shura." A roar filled with anger resounded throughout the entire God Realm. Many gods raised their heads and looked at the source of the sound, cursing in their hearts that some unlucky guy must have been caught by Shura God. Only the other four

The god king frowned and looked at the sealed place at the center of the god world.

When the dark red figure heard the roar, he raised his head and looked at the Golden Dragon King with a disdainful smile, then turned to look at the golden light that was cut off by his sword, and turned into a golden mist and disappeared over Douluo Star.

However, no one noticed that a faint purple air gathered some golden mist from a distant unknown place at an extremely fast speed and streaked towards the Douluo Star below.

In the Douluo Continent, there are the Tiandou Empire and the Star Luo Empire. The two empires have a long history of grievances. They both want to destroy each other and unify the Douluo Continent. The soul masters of the Star Luo Empire are stronger, while the Tiandou Empire has an army of millions.

Neither side can do anything to the other, and the Wuhun Palace, the holy land of the world's soul masters, is located at the junction of the two empires, mediating the mediation. The two empires have just stopped fighting, and the mainland has also ushered in a period of peace.

Majia Village, as its name suggests, Majia Village is a small village with only more than 600 households. Most of the people in the village have awakened the wildebeest, a martial spirit that works for people. Except for the occasional mutation and soul power, most of the people are

Ordinary people without soul power. Although there are not many people with soul power in the village, horse martial souls have an innate advantage in training horses. Majia Village is a horse market located at the junction of two empires.

Outside the village, tall horses can be seen running around everywhere. Some villagers are training the horses, and some are feeding the horses. There are also old people in the village standing in the courtyard with a kind look, smiling at the children at the door.

Walking dogs and driving chickens, the whole village is a lively scene.

It was just dawn, and a faint fish belly white rose in the distance in the east. On a hill with a height of only more than a hundred meters adjacent to Majia Village, a gray frog stood on a two-meter-high boulder, facing the rising sun, doing

Dreaming of becoming a prince.

Suddenly, the sky seemed to darken, and then I felt that the world had been turned upside down. I opened my eyes and saw a huge two-legged creature sitting on the place of my creation, while I flew to the foot of the mountain like a cloud and mist.

"Quack", with a shrill cry, the whole world fell silent.

Sitting on the boulder is a five or six-year-old child. He is warmed by the sun. His skin is a healthy wheat color. His short black hair looks very neat. He is dressed simply but very clean. He is obviously a person who loves to be clean.

At this moment, he frowned, as if something was bothering him. After a moment, the boy opened his eyes, and his bright eyes revealed a helpless look. He shook his head and said to himself: "Isn't it still possible? It seems that only the awakening of the martial spirit can do it.

A breakthrough was made. The village chief grandpa said that the great soul master from the Wuhun Palace came to awaken the Wuhun, but he didn’t know what kind of Wuhun I was, whether it was my father’s land antelope or my mother’s fire-scaled horse.”

The boy's name is Dugu Chen. He has been in Douluo Continent for five years. He was originally a school graduate, but he unexpectedly became a member of the army of time travellers. From the initial fear to the calmness now.

Before I was three years old, I dreamed of awakening my martial soul, punching Tang San, kicking the martial soul hall, marrying some Douluo beauties, ascending to the God Realm, and having a happy dream.

But all this was shattered when he was three years old. Duguchen's father and mother were both soul masters, and their martial souls had mutated. One was an antelope with the earth attribute, and the other was a horned scale horse with the fire attribute.

There are a few soul masters with soul power in the village, but their innate soul power is not high, only level three, but they are great soul masters after all, and they are the princes of the village.

Three years ago, Dugu Chen's father broke through the Soul Master, and the couple hired a soul hunting group to obtain the third soul ring.

Two months later, when two cold corpses were placed in front of Dugu Chen's eyes, he woke up from his dream. This was a world where strength was paramount. It was no longer the legal world of the previous life. Only strength was the foundation. The jungle was dominated by the jungle.

The laws are vividly displayed in this world.

From then on, Dugu Chen began to run up this mountain every morning to exercise and follow Tang San's example of looking at the sun to absorb the purple energy. He didn't know if it was useful, but even if it was only a small improvement, it was worth it.

Dugu Chen stood up from the boulder, looked at the rising sun and whispered to himself: "I didn't expect that by focusing on the meditation method taught by the village chief's grandpa, supplemented by my naturally strong mental power, and looking inward at myself, I could also be in martial arts.

I practiced before my soul awakened. I don’t know if it’s just me who is special, or anyone with strong mental strength. After practicing for three years, I felt that my soul power was already full half a year ago. When I wake up tomorrow, I should be innately full of soul power. I wanted to see if I can break through.

Is this the limit? It seems that except for god-level martial arts, the highest innate soul power is level ten. I have done everything I need to do. Everything depends on which martial soul awakens tomorrow." Clenching his fists, feeling

The strength within his body is his guarantee for survival in this world.

"It's time to go back, otherwise the village chief will be worried," Dugu Chen said to himself, put his thoughts back, jumped down from the boulder, and ran towards the village quickly. His vigorous pace was much faster than that of an adult.

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Walking halfway up the mountain, Dugu Chen suddenly stopped, frowned, his ears twitched slightly, and a heavy breathing sound came, "Someone is injured." Dugu Chen couldn't help but feel worried. No one usually comes here.

Only the village chief grandfather would come to him. Could it be that he was injured?

Dugu Chen quickened his pace and ran towards the place where the sound of breathing came from. In a few breaths, he ran to a bush a hundred meters away. He pushed aside the trees and saw a man covered in injuries, wearing torn Chinese clothes, with ink on his beard and hair.

The green old man leaned against the tree with a painful expression.

Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar figure, Dugu Chen murmured in his heart: "This can't be Dugu Bo, right? Who else has such green hair? But how could he be so seriously injured?"

Looking at the old man who seemed to be Dugu Bo, Dugu Chen felt as if Ma Hongjun had seen twins, his eyes getting brighter and brighter, "This is the grandpa who God sent to me because I didn't have a golden finger!"

Dugu Chen lifted the old man and carried him on his back, and ran home quickly, as if the weight on his back didn't exist.

I'm a newbie. There aren't many good books about Douluo fans in the city, so I wrote one myself. Please give me your advice!

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