Douluo: Qilin Tatian

Douluo Continent, Divine Realm.

The clouds and mist are ever-changing, suddenly like rolling waves, suddenly like quiet beauty, each change is irregular, but it brings people more beauty and shock. In the depths of the God Realm, the

Golden Dragon King’s Origin that was sealed in the center of the God Realm trembled slightly, and a golden glow with a trace of bright red cut through the space and flew towards the Nether Realm, muttering with a little expectation in his heart, “I don’t have much time…” The

majestic palace shimmered with a faint golden brilliance under the light of the divine realm, and here, it was the commanding height of the entire divine realm, and it was also the place where everything in the divine realm was controlled.

The Divine Realm Committee has the duty of judging the gods, and also has the task of administering the Divine Realm and maintaining the rules.

The main hall of the palace is octagonal, and every wall around it is not decorated, but there are countless scenes that change and flicker. Each light curtain represents a world and a scene of different planets in the world. This is also the place where the Divine Realm Committee monitors the planets in this star field.

There is a round table in the center of the main hall, and the surface of the round table does not know what material it is made of, but if you look closely, you can see the clouds and mist, and it seems to be endless and deep.

At this time, on the opposite side of these light curtains, a figure wrapped in dark red magic patterns stood quietly in front of these light curtains. A dark red light surrounded his body, making it impossible to see his appearance. It can only be vaguely seen that he is wearing an armor covered with dark red magic patterns.

Suddenly, the figure pulled out a blood-colored giant sword with a length of more than two meters, the slender and broad sword was densely covered with dark golden magic patterns, and the blood-red long sword was filled with an extremely sharp killing aura, cutting out a murderous red sword light in an unknown space somewhere in the Nether.

“Shura…” A roar full of anger resounded throughout the Divine Realm. Many divine kings looked up at the source of the voice, and in their hearts they were sure that some unlucky bastard had been caught by the Asura God with pigtails, and only the other four god kings frowned and looked at the sealed place in the center of the divine realm.

Hearing this roar, the dark red figure raised his head to look at the Golden Dragon King and smiled disdainfully, turned his head to look at the golden light that was cut off by his own sword, and turned into a golden mist and disappeared above Douluo Star.

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

…… Douluo Continent, there is the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, the two empires

have a long history of grudges, they both want to eliminate each other to dominate the Douluo Continent, the Star Luo Empire soul master is stronger, and the Heaven Dou Empire has a million-strong army, neither side can help anyone, and then there is the Holy Land Martial Soul Hall of the World Soul Master is located at the junction of the two empires, reconciling in the middle, the two empires have only withdrawn from each other, and the continent has ushered in a period of peace.

Majia Village, as its name suggests, Majia Village is a small village with only more than six hundred households, most of the people in the village are awakened horned horses such as martial souls, except for occasional mutations with soul power, most of them 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 taming horses, and Majia Village is a horse city located at the junction of two empires. Outside the village, there are tall horses running around, some

villagers are taming horses, some are feeding horses, and the village elders are standing in the courtyard showing kindness, smiling and watching the children at the door walking their dogs, chickens, and the whole village is a vibrant scene.

The sky was just overcast, a faint fish-belly white rose in the east in the distance, and on a hill only more than 100 meters high adjacent to Majia Village, a gray frog stood on a two-meter-high boulder, facing the rising sun, dreaming of becoming a prince.

Suddenly, the sky seemed to darken, and then I felt that the world was turned upside down, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a huge two-legged creature sitting in my creation place, and I was flying towards the mountain like a cloud.

“Whoops…”, with a mournful cry, the whole world fell silent.

On the boulder sat a five- or six-year-old child, bearing the warmth of the sun, his skin showing a healthy wheat color, short black hair that looked neat, dressed very modestly, but very clean, obviously a clean person.

At this moment, he frowned at the sword, as if there was some trouble bothering him, and after a moment, the boy opened his eyes, his bright eyes revealed helplessness, and he shook his head and said to himself: “Still can’t it?” It seems that only the awakening of the martial soul can break through, and the grandfather of the village chief explained that the great soul master of the Tianwu Soul Hall came to awaken the martial soul, and I don’t know what kind of martial soul I am, I don’t know if it’s my father’s earthen antelope or my mother’s fire scale horse.

The boy’s name is Dugu Chen, it has been five years since he came to Douluo Continent, he was originally a graduate, but he didn’t want to become a member of the army of traversers, from the initial trepidation to the current indifference.

Before the age of three, he thought about his martial soul awakening, punched Tang San, kicked the martial soul hall, married a few Douluo beauties, flew to the divine realm, and dreamed of being happy.

But all this was shattered when he was three years old, Dugu Chen’s father and mother were both soul masters, and their martial souls had mutated, one was an antelope with earth attributes, the other was a horned scale horse with fire attributes, and they were the few soul masters in the village who had soul power, but their innate soul power was not high, only level three, but after all, it was a big soul master, and he was the prince of the village.

Three years ago, Duguchen’s father broke through the Soul Venerable, and the couple hired the Soul Hunting Group to obtain the third soul ring.

Two months later, when the two cold corpses were placed in front of Duguchen’s eyes, his dream woke up, this is a world where strength is supreme, no longer the legal world of the previous life, only strength is fundamental, the law of the jungle is vividly displayed in this world.

Since then, Duguchen has started to run up this mountain bag every morning, exercising his physique, learning Tang San to watch the sun absorb purple qi, he doesn’t know if this is useful, but even a little improvement is worth it.

Duguchen stood up from the boulder and looked at Chaoyang and whispered to himself: “I didn’t expect that the meditation method taught by the village chief’s grandfather was the mainstay, supplemented by my innate strong spiritual power, looking at myself internally, you can also practice before the awakening of the martial soul, I don’t know if I am more special, or people with strong spiritual power can, three years of cultivation, half a year ago I felt that the soul power was full, tomorrow’s awakening should be innate full of soul power, I wanted to see if I could break through this boundary?” It seems that in addition to the god-level martial soul, the highest innate soul power is ten levels, I have done everything that should be done, everything depends on what martial soul awakens tomorrow. Clenching his fists and feeling the power in his body, this is his guarantee of survival in this world.

“It’s time to go back, otherwise the village chief’s grandfather will be worried” Duguchen said to himself in his heart, retracted his thoughts, jumped down from the boulder, and ran towards the village quickly, the sturdy pace was much faster than that of adults. Halfway up the mountain, Duguchen

suddenly stopped, frowned, his ears moved slightly, and a heavy breathing sound came, “Someone, it’s still injured” Duguchen couldn’t help but be a little worried in his heart, no one usually comes here, only the village chief’s grandfather will come to him, won’t it be that he is injured?

Duguchen quickened his pace and ran towards the place where the sound of breathing was heard, and in a few breaths, he ran to a bush a hundred meters away, pulled away the tree and saw an old man covered in injuries, wearing a torn costume, and his hair was dark green, leaning against the bottom of the tree with a painful expression.

Looking at this familiar and unfamiliar figure, Duguchen muttered in his heart: “This won’t be Dugu Bo, right?” Otherwise, who has such green hair? But how could he be so badly injured?

Looking at this suspected old man Dugu Bo, Dugu Chen seemed to see the twins, and his eyes became brighter and brighter, “This is the grandfather who God saw that I didn’t have a gold finger, and sent it to me!”

Duguchen picked up the old man on his back and ran towards the house with brisk steps, as if the weight on his back did not exist.