Douluo: The beginning of hell, asking to marry Bibi Dong

"Level ninety-seven. No, it's very close to level ninety-eight."

At this moment, all the powerful Titled Douluo and above in Wuhun City could clearly feel this majestic soul pressure.

Papal Palace.

"His Majesty the Pope, that's..." One of the Pope's personal guardians, Douluo, looked through the skylight toward the Presbyterian Hall with a horrified expression.

Another Pope Guardian Douluo swallowed hard, "You can't be wrong, that wave of soul power"

"It seems that a certain uncle has made a breakthrough. I don't know whether it is Uncle Guangling, Uncle Qianjun or Uncle Jiangmo. I think it should be Uncle Guangling. After all, he is the first among the three to have a soul power of over ninety. Level six.”

Qian Xunji possesses the head soul bone of an angel suit, and is a titled Douluo himself. Even among the titled Douluo of the same level, Qian Xunji's mental power is at the forefront. He can quickly judge the fluctuation of that soul power. Strong or weak.

Definitely reaching level ninety-seven.

Looking at the entire Wuhun Palace, and even the entire Douluo Continent, among those with soul power above level ninety-seven, apart from Tang Chen, who had been missing for many years from the Haotian Sect, there were only the top four including his father.

He was not yet born when his father and the second worshipper broke through the ninety-seventh level, but the third and fourth worshipper broke through the ninety-seventh level clearly in his mind.

Exactly the same as the scene just now.

No, it should be said that the scene just now was even more tyrannical than when the third and fourth worshipers broke through.

Although the power of worship can restrict the pope.

But no matter which one is enshrined, they are loyal to his Wuhun Palace and his angel lineage.

The stronger the worshipers are, the higher the foundation of Wuhun Palace will be, and the more stable his position as Pope will be.

"Haha, let's go, you two go and say hello to me."

Sensing the aura that uniquely belonged to the ninety-seventh level titled Douluo, Qian Xunji thought it was a certain sacrifice that had made a breakthrough.

He laughed and strode out of the Pope's palace door.

When the two personal guard Douluo heard this, they smiled bitterly and followed closely behind.

In addition to envy. There was a hint of awe in their eyes.

This is not only for the worshipers, but also for the Pope and the Wuhun Palace.

With this background, why worry about the Wuhun Palace not being prosperous, why worry about the Wuhun Palace being strong, and why worry about Pope Qianxun Ji not being able to rule the world.

They know the 'ambition' of their own pope.

Not just limited to Wuhun Palace and the two empires, but the entire continent.

I also thought that there were worshipers who had broken through the ninety-seventh level, as well as the elders in various rooms of the Elder Hall.

It was only because I had received an order to make a large sacrifice in advance that I didn't go out to congratulate him.

As for Titled Douluo and below, this wave of soul power is beyond their understanding, and they cannot judge how strong it is.

In the Elder's Hall.

The two Juguis were already dumbfounded, staring blankly at the tall man in red in front of them, not daring to take a breath.

The six worshipers headed by Qian Daoliu looked at the man in red with curiosity.

Qingluan Douluo, the third worshiper, smiled softly and murmured: "It's a good martial soul fusion skill. A fifty-level soul king alone can fuse with the Demon Subduer. To such an extent, even I feel stressed. It seems to be a hit." It’s a big prize.”

"Yes." Second Consecrated Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded with deep approval, "Even I feel a hint of threat. I'm afraid that when young Qin Xuan is promoted to a Titled Douluo, this martial soul fusion skill can reach the height of the Great Consecrated Master. .”

"Perhaps it's more than that." Qian Daoliu, the great worshiper, said something meaningful to everyone present. He glanced sideways at Ju Gui and said in a deep voice: "Today's matter, after this incident, I don't want there to be a tenth One knows.”

"Do you two understand what I said?" Qian Daoliuxu squinted his eyes, his expression no longer as pleasant as before, and it was very dangerous.

The two Jugui swallowed hard, and Juhuaguan said hesitantly: "Great enshrinement, if His Majesty the Pope asks, can't you tell me?"

"As for the Pope, I will give you an explanation." Qian Daoliu was silent for a while, and considering his son's majesty and dignity as the Pope, he replied tactfully.

"Yes." The two Juguis responded respectfully and stood aside silently, their backs soaked with sweat. They lowered their heads and said nothing. The great worshiper refused to let them go, and they did not dare to make any move.

"Jiang Mo, how do you feel now?"

Qian Daoliu withdrew his gaze, his face regained its former softness, walked up to the man in red with two to six offerings, and asked with a smile.

"Well, now I feel like I can kill a hundred thousand year old soul beast with one punch, which is pretty good."

The man in red held a spear in his left hand and made a fist in his right hand. The answer came from Qin Xuan's voice.

"Is this voice Qin Xuan?" The six Qiandaoliu people were shocked. They did not expect that this martial soul fusion skill was actually led by Qin Xuan.

Doesn't this mean that a ninety-sixth-level super Douluo who conquers demons lost to a soul king when fighting for dominance through martial soul fusion?

At this moment, the voice of the guardian knight of the Elder Palace sounded outside the palace door, "Great enshrinement, His Majesty the Pope and two personal guardians are here."

Qian Daoliu glanced in the direction of the door and did not answer. He said to Qin Xuan: "Xuan'er, let's cancel the martial soul fusion skill first."

Because of the success of the martial soul fusion technique, Qian Daoliu now calls Qin Xuan from Qin Xuan to Xuan'er. This is what only his two cheap teachers can call him.

Although Qin Xuan feels very awkward.

"Oh" Qin Xuan responded softly, and with a flash of white light, the man in red disappeared, and Qin Xuan and Demon-Conquering Douluo returned to their original state.

the difference is.

Qin Xuan's expression remained natural and calm.

Demon-Conquering Douluo, on the other hand, blushed with embarrassment and his face was extremely hot. He thought that he, a ninety-sixth level titled Douluo of the attack system, possessing a top-notch weapon, the Soul Coiling Dragon Staff, actually lost, to a Soul King. And the other party is still his disciple.

Damn, that's so embarrassing.

I wish I could find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

When the five priests, Jin Crocodile, Qing Luan, Xiong Shi, Guang Ling, and Qian Jun, saw Jiang Mo's ugly appearance, their mouths curled up, and they all looked at him with more or less playful and gloating smiles.

They are all Titled Douluo, and they are worshipers who are above ordinary Titled Douluo. They have high status and aloofness.

I generally don’t laugh unless I can’t help it.

If Qin Xuan and Ju Gui were not present at this moment, Pope Qian Xunji would be waiting outside the palace gate again.

I'm afraid they all couldn't help laughing loudly.

But some of them will soon stop laughing.

"Let them in."

Qian Daoliu waved to the two of them and looked at the gate of the Elder Hall. Qin Xuan stood next to Ju Gui and the others.

Demon-Conquering Douluo, on the other hand, stood beside his brother Qianjun Douluo without saying a word and with a grimace on his face.

Both brothers have the habit of holding a dragon stick in their hands at all times.

This is also the reason why the two of them can team up to compete with the ninety-eighth peak Douluo.

ps: Asking for monthly ticket