Douluo: My apprentice is the pope

Ye Wentian's voice in the air was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he said, "Several talents are excellent, let's go to the next level."

A black crack appeared in the air, Yang Zian took the lead, and Zhong Xiaoli walked weakly at the end, reducing his sense of existence.

This is an extremely empty square, covering an area of ​​10,000 square meters, and the square is still bright as day, but there is no source of light.

The ground of this square is not made of stone bricks, but a whole smooth boulder as the ground. In other words, the area of ​​this boulder is 10,000 square meters!

uncanny workmanship!

Even if it is just a square, this miraculous means still gives everyone a feeling that it is worthy of a miracle.

The place where everyone appeared was in the very center of the square. When they arrived here, Ye Wentian in purple clothes was already standing quietly in the air.

This Ye Wentian at this time seems to be more solid than the third test, in other words, this Ye Wentian is the center of this god's tomb, sitting in the last test!

Of course, this Ye Wentian was also in the youngest state, and he really lived up to his reputation as the second most beautiful man in the sky!

"Next is the final assessment, introduce yourself!" Ye Wentian jokingly looked at the crowd, then continued, "Whoever can introduce himself the most to impress me, then he will get my inheritance!"

"During this period, I will guarantee fairness, impartiality and openness!"

Ye Wentian simply said a word and signaled everyone to start.

Highlight a sloppy!

After all, everyone thought that the final assessment would be a battle of the dead, but they never thought it would be a self-introduction that makes no sense!

Among them, Zhong Xiaoli was the happiest. He thought that if he had a duel, he would admit defeat and run away, but he never thought that it was a self-introduction, so he had hope again!

The first to start was Bibi Dong. She released Yang Zian's palm and took a few steps forward with graceful steps. With every step she took, the empress style on her body became more and more radiant, and she ruled the world!

"My name is Bibi Dong, and I am a 98th-level twin martial soul titled Douluo. I have already begun to inherit the assessment of the God of the Earth, so I am not suitable for the inheritance of seniors."

Very few words, very quiet.

"Very good talent, God of the Earth, you got that mirror again,

Forget it, I will give you another chance for the sake of the god of the earth. "Ye Wentian is still very good, and in the end he even gave him a gift.

"This is a book page left by my body during my lifetime. It can be used to identify the authenticity of the words of the characters in front of me. There are five pages in total, and I will give it to you."

"If your couple is unfaithful in the future, then you can ask him on this page."

After the words fell, five yellow-looking pages flew from Ye Wentian and slowly fell into Bibi Dong's hands.

Isn't this Nima a lie detector?

Yang Zian suddenly trembled, this thing was given to Dong'er?

But why should you be afraid?

I'm a good man, so I won't lie to Dong'er, so what am I afraid of?

"Dong'er, why don't you keep this page for me, I want to study it." Yang Zian said in his heart that he was not afraid, but his body was very honest.

"Hehe, master, wait until I go out and try this thing out." Bibi Dong smiled slyly, flipping her wrist, and she received the five pages of paper into the storage soul tool.

Well, after going out, I will try it on the master when I have time.

Next was Murong Feixue, he was standing there, because there were people in front and back, he chose to stand on his side, so as not to show his face in front of both sides.

He didn't say a word, just stood there quietly, and after a long time he cleared his throat and said slowly, "If the sky can't be my Murong Feixue, the swordsmanship is like a long night!"

In a short sentence, name, martial spirit. Aspirations have been shown, this is very forcing the king.

When the words fell, Murong Feixue left the stage, leaving no cloud behind.

Next are Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo. Their self-introductions are mediocre and have nothing to describe.

Then there is Zhong Xiaoli, the vice-leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, the evil soul master who could be the villain but was suppressed by Yang Zian.

"Junior Zhong Xiaoli is a spirit master who admires his predecessors. If he gets the inheritance of his predecessors, he will be willing to enshrine the tablets of his predecessors for generations. When he sleeps, he will think of the goodness of his predecessors, and he will dream of the goodness of his predecessors in his dreams... …”

Zhong Xiaoli talks a lot, but it can be summed up in one sentence, lick the dog!

Just dry hard licking!

In the end, it was Yang Zian, but Yang Zian did not speak or came out, and gave up voluntarily.

I was very happy to see Ye Wentian, the second apprentice, today, and I didn't want to fight for anything.

Ye Wentian's phantom finally swept across everyone, and then his eyes stayed on Murong Feixue.

"Are you willing to inherit my heritage and create peace for all generations?"

Although Murong Feixue was a second grader, Ye Wentian admired his spirit, or his purity.

"That's it?" Murong Feixue asked reluctantly, not being strong enough.

Ye Wentian was stunned for a while, and then smiled bitterly: "For the sake of the sages, and to create peace for the world! This is what my master gave me at the beginning, and I will give him to you today!"

"For the sake of the sage's peculiar study, and to create peace for the world?" Murong Feixue scrutinized these words carefully, and only then did she feel that she was worthy of her own best character, and nodded reluctantly.

Then I saw Ye Wentian's phantom pointing in the air, and Murong Feixue and him seemed to have established a passage, and something was being inherited.

Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo looked at each other, then looked at Yang Zian and said, "Sir, are we going to take down that Zhong Xiaoli?"

Ever since they had probably figured out the relationship between Yang Zian and Bibi Dong, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were very knowledgeable and asked Yang Zian instead of Bibi Dong.

Yang Zian glanced at Zhong Xiaoli, who had already run 100 meters away, huddled in the corner, and waved his hand: "Don't do anything here, we'll talk about it later."

"Yes!" Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo nodded, no longer questioning.

Taking down Zhong Xiaoli can certainly clear up a lot of the Holy Spirit Cult's arrangement, but even if he doesn't take it down, Wuhundian Ye can still destroy the Holy Spirit Cult. This is the confidence!

"Everyone present, the spirit ring can be improved by 10,000 years!" Ye Wentian gave such a benefit again, making Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and Zhong Xiaoli ecstatic!

Ten thousand years, that is ten thousand years!

With this foundation, anything below the ninety-nine peerless Douluo level can be expected!

Murong Feixue's strength hasn't improved much, but his temperament has improved.

"Okay, everyone, the mountains don't turn and the water turns, so let's leave!" Ye Wentian bowed slightly to Yang Zian and the others, and their figures were also teleported out at this time.

"Huh? That kid hasn't caught a fish that belongs to him yet?" Ye Wentian Xuying saw Tang Hao who was still fishing without love in the first stage.

After laughing and scolding trash, Tang Hao, who was fishing, also disappeared into this space!

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