Douluo: This soul master is too involuntarily involved

Martial Soul Hall.

Extravagant Gothic buildings stand tall.

Near the back mountain, a palace of honor to the extreme stands magnificently.

The light was brilliant, like the Pillar of Optimus, overlooking the entire Martial Soul City.

Papal Palace, where the Pope of the Martial Soul Hall lives.

Rows of gold-armored warriors, armed with halberds, patrolled solemnly, guarding their minds of emperors.

It was midday, the air was scorching, and the guards had fine sweat on their faces, but none of them had the slightest slack.

Being able to become the Pope's Guardian Corps is something that every soul master is proud of, and it is worth giving his life for it.

Suddenly, a cardinal came quickly, passed the summons of the guard, and successfully entered the papal palace.

At the door, a man in a black robe waited quietly.

The man's whole body was shrouded in black robes, and he couldn't see any face at all.

After a while, the cardinal came out and led the black-robed man in.

The cardinal then stepped on the steps and left the papal palace.

A brilliant halo of light shines through the colorful glass, making the already luxurious palace even more magnificent.

In the palace, there are no seats, except for the throne, which symbolizes the pope.

And that position is already occupied.

It was a beautiful woman, her pale pink hair was pulled into a bun, draped behind her head, and merged with her light pink dress.

The tall and delicate figure, the face is almost perfect, making it difficult to find fault.

Peerless, exuding indescribable pride in solipsism.

A glimpse of the world can get drunk on all living beings.

It stands to reason that such a woman should be otherworldly and independent, but she has an undeserved abundance and maturity.

She stretched her slender beautiful legs, revealing her crystal thigh skin, and a faint feminine color appeared between her eyebrows.

Two different temperaments are intertwined in women, which is even more addictive.

The scepter in his hand flashed with a dazzling treasure light, and Bibi Dong slowly got up.

Her beautiful red lips outlined a mocking color, and she snorted coldly:

"Yu Xiaogang, since you have already left the Martial Soul Hall, why did you come back?"

The voice was like ice, and Bibi Dong's delicate jade hand held the scepter desperately, suppressing all emotions in his heart.

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, the man in black immediately faded his body and black robe, revealing his vicissitudes of face.

"Dong'er—"

As soon as he said out, he instantly pulled Bibi Dong into the memories of those previous years.

Looking at Yu Xiaogang's handsome face and white sideburns, Bibi Dong's heart softened.

When she was ready to respond, she bit her pink lip to sober herself up.

"Presumptuous, the name of this seat is also what you can call?!"

Bibi Dongliu's eyebrows were upside down, and his pretty face instantly became gloomy.

Her arms were bruised, and under the indifference and composure on the outside, this was not the case inside.

——From the moment you left the Martial Soul Hall, you don't deserve to be called this name anymore!

——I am the Pope, the Pope of the Martial Soul Temple, what are you!

Hatred was intertwined in his heart, and Bibi Dong's eyes suddenly turned red.

But due to the distance between the two sides, Yu Xiaogang did not notice it.

Feeling Bibi Dongman's strangeness, Yu Xiaogang also felt bad in his heart.

In the first place, but you want to break up, is it also worse than mine?

Yes!

You're the Pope now, and you're even less up to me, right?

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists fiercely, and his firm eyes gradually dissipated his emotions.

"Your Majesty, I have come to inform you of good news."

"I believe this news will be of interest to you."

Bibi Dong gently answered the title of "His Majesty the Pope".

She sat down, but a trace of surprise flashed in the depths of her beautiful eyes, Xiao Gang, Xiao Gang, you will never pay attention to my pain.

"Say it." Bibi Dong waved his hand lightly, his mind was long gone.

Yu Xiaogang said, "I heard that the Martial Soul Hall is looking for traces of the killing, right?" "

Well?

Bibi Dong was obviously stunned.

In the next second, she instantly got up from her honorable position, her robe covering her wonderful legs.

"Do you know where the killer is?"

The voice containing terrifying soul power, even the entire palace was buzzing and shaking.

Bibi Dong's beautiful and matchless face was full of surprise.

The Martial Soul Hall had been looking for a whole year, but no trace had been found at all, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

Being able to obtain the 10,000-year soul ring in the third soul ring, and defeating the soul emperor powerhouse with one soul Venerable, Bibi Dong was also very curious about the secrets of the murder.

"That's right!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were full of killing intent, and everything he had now was thanks to Su Ming.

The only disciple is now judged to be a master.

Ma Hongjun's affairs made himself ostracized by Flander.

Now he has nothing.

- Since you do not give me hope, then I will crush your hope.

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists fiercely, and his eyes were gradually replaced by crazy scarlet.

"It's not just Killing, Tang Hao's current traces, I also know!"

More crazy!

More evil!

Even Bibi Dong felt a tremor and was frightened by Yu Xiaogang's current appearance.

But without waiting to ask, her mind was instantly filled with Tang Hao's two words.

Rumble!

The terrifying energy soared into the sky, and the entire papal palace trembled, causing the guard sergeant to panic.

Bibi Dong instantly came to Yu Xiaogang's side, and purple energy gushed, like a tide flooding the entire palace, flying out all the sergeants who rushed in.

"Where is Tang Hao now?"

Bibi Dong said word by word, and his nervous voice was both excited and fearful.

Tang Hao is the biggest obstacle to her unification of the continent.

As soon as Tang Hao died, Hao Tianzong was not afraid!

Yu Xiaogang did not answer.

Compared with him in the previous high wind and bright festival, his inner ambition is stronger at this moment.

"Before the Martial Soul Hall said, as long as you find the killing, you will give the elder a throne, I don't know if it is true or false?"

Yu Xiaogang did not hide his purpose in the slightest, looking straight at Bibi Dong, he knew that Bibi Dong would definitely agree.

Willow's eyebrows frowned slightly, Bibi Dong was thinking, not because of the conditions of thinking, but because the current Yu Xiaogang made her feel very strange.

Especially after receiving the inheritance of the Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong's perception of evil thoughts is extremely strong.

From Yu Xiaogang, she felt a strong resentment and desire for revenge.

In this way, he is the same as before!

——Xiaogang, what happened to you?

Bibi Dong returned to his senses, his worried emotions quickly converged, and he raised his eyebrows coldly:

"This matter is an order personally issued by this seat, and naturally it cannot be fake."

"Anyone who informs and helps the Martial Soul Hall to catch the killer can be treated as an elder."

Bibi Dong's cold and arrogant voice carried an unparalleled domineering.

The Pope is the emperor of the soul master world, and the emperor of the human world is a word of nine, and so is she.

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang was slightly stunned, as if he was hesitating at the end.

Tang Hao!

Tang San!

Su Ming!

......

One by one, the names crossed my mind, like a lit incense candle, reaching for the barrel of dynamite.

The last trace of friendship was also occupied by hatred, and the corners of Yu Xiaogang's mouth slowly opened, and one after another shocking secrets came out of his mouth.

If Su Ming were here, he would definitely regret extremely much that he didn't kill Yu Xiaogang in the first place.

Tang Hao will also regret that he didn't listen to Su Ming's words that were not a joke, and finally caused a disaster.

......

Su Ming naturally didn't know that Yu Xiaogang had returned to the Martial Soul Hall to eat soft rice, and at this moment, he had left Dayan Village and returned to Mocheng.

Su Dong'er performed very well, able to take care of Grandpa Brin, he could travel far away with confidence.

In the courtyard.

The moving figure gradually blurred, like a flying bird.

Yikes!

There was no collision of limbs, only the blue silver grass was cut off and fell, turning into blue light and disappearing.

"Zhuqing, if you keep hiding like this, this battle will be endless."

Forced to helpless, Tang San used a radical method, intending to tempt Zhu Zhuqing to attack in order to give full play to the advantage of close range.

It's not that he can't beat Zhu Zhuqing, but because he has already stated at the beginning of the battle that he can't use dark weapons.

The blue silver grass is indeed strong, if she entangles Zhu Zhuqing, she will definitely not be able to run.

But helplessly several people have been practicing for a year, and they are extremely clear about each other's means, and Zhu Zhuqing's vigilance is extremely high.

As a Min Attack Soul Venerable, he was fast, and with Ning Rongrong's speed bonus, under the light skill, even he was weaker.

The third soul ring that Zhu Zhuqing absorbed was three thousand years, but under the teaching of Yu Xiaogang, he only absorbed the first fifteen hundred years of soul ring.

With the blessing of the soul ring, the two of them had already fallen behind.

After finally watching the Blue Silver Grass trap Zhu Zhuqing, the latter's third soul technique could instantly cut the Blue Silver Grass, leaving him extremely speechless.

"Zhuqing, don't listen to him, Tang San is deliberately provoking you."

Ning Rongrong became a military master in the rear, calmly analyzing the situation, "The two of us will consume slowly, and we will also defeat him." "

"Soul power, speed, strength, we don't lose to him, there is no reason to lose to him!"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded calmly, his gaze crossed over Su Ming not far away, and he secretly said that he would definitely not lose.

Seeing that the second daughter used her speed to fight a guerrilla war, Tang San now knew what it was to ask for hardship.

I already knew that I shouldn't have cultivated Ning Rongrong's partial command ability, and now I am suffering here.

"Looks like I have to find an opportunity to use the Purple Pole Demon Pupil."

Tang San said secretly in his heart.

The three of them fight, and the academy is already not new.

The single challenge of the two is strange.

Tang San, who used all his strength, was defeated by Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.

Even Ning Rongrong plus Erming, the latter's terrifying power made Tang San tired of coping, and in the end he could only end in a draw.

Light work is equal to ghost shadows.

The fight turns the stars and shifts, which is greater than the crane and the dragon.

The Gathering Spirit Pagoda is greater than the cultivation speed of Xuantian Gong.

For the other soul masters in the outside world, Tang San's advantage was very great.

But in the first institution, the gap between the same level has become very small.

In the case that Ye Lingling did not participate in the battle, except for Xiao Wu, who was able to win one by two with instantaneous group control, the others did not have this strength.

"Tang San in the early stage is still too weak."

Retracting his gaze, Su Ming knew that Tang San had no external soul bone, no Haotian hammer, and no bloodline awakening, and his strength in the later stage was completely one by one.

As for Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan, the two had already left, and it was estimated that they should have gone to find the soul bones.

Wow --

With a difficult face, the pink air flow on Xiao Wu's body instantly dissipated, his face turned pale, and blood suddenly spat out from his mouth.

"Your strength is too far behind this kid, and it's not easy to create your own domain."

Seeing that Xiao Wu was still dejected, Tang Hao felt like a needle in his heart, and the wine he extorted from Daming was no longer fragrant.

Although the cultivation of the realm was not successful, judging from the situation just now, the possibility of success in the future is not impossible.

And the field of pure mind control is extremely rare.

"That's not a failure."

Xiao Wu pouted unhappily, not looking the slightest bit contented.

Hearing this, Tang Hao was silent.

It's not just you, even my self-created field is not successful now.

See what I do!

The principle is here, you can't make an atomic bomb yourself, you can't rely on the wrong formula, right?

Su Ming was too lazy to pay attention to the two.

Boom! He held a pale golden soul power in his hand, and there seemed to be something in it, constantly stirring the soul power to make it move.

Tang Hao thought about it, but he didn't shy away from it, and he was looking at it brightly.

In the battle with Zhu Zhuqing and the two, Tang San still didn't win, if he could sneak up on Ning Rongrong, he could definitely win easily.

After staying in Mocheng for two days, Ye Lingling finally returned.

Also returning with Dugu Yan and Dugu Bo, as well as a white-robed old man.

The old man was thick and tall, almost two meters tall, his pin-pricked hair was white and straight, his leopard eyes were ringed, and his gestures exuded majesty and domineering.

Behind, a small braid gives this painting style a little more different charm, so that people often look back.

"Mother, who abducted Lao Tzu's granddaughter!"

"Don't give an explanation to the old man today, Lao Tzu threw your family's ancestral grave in front of your maid!"

The dragon walked tiger steps, the old man went on a rampage, even Er Ming was thrown aside by him to play in the mud, and Tang San and the others couldn't stop it.

"That, my grandfather, his character is like this."

Ye Lingling smiled at Tang San with an embarrassed face, eager to find a seam to get into.

Seeing Ye Wudao's gesture, Dugu Bo even threw aside the matter of treating Dugu Yan.

This scene, the old man is determined!

Dugu Bo's eyes were shining, but he knew the character of this old thing, and he had to make things happen.

Just as Ye Wudao was about to step into the backyard, suddenly a stunning light condensed, and the river of stars hung upside down.

Swish!

Electric flint, sharp blade light has appeared in front of you.

"Banmen got an axe, it's not worth mentioning!"

Feeling the power of the attack, Ye Wudao smiled disdainfully, and his giant palm slammed over.

Click——

Sure enough, as Ye Wudao thought, the blade light shattered instantly under his terrifying power.

The old man has been a soul master for decades, and he wants to sneak me in?

Hum!

Just as he thought he was blocking the attack, suddenly a terrifying thrust came from his right hand.

It feels like there is a wild horse out of control, holding his hand and running wildly.

"Groove!"

Ye Wudao's footsteps rose up, and the whole person was instantly pushed upside down and flew out.

Faced with this sudden weirdness, his whole person was stunned, and he didn't even react when he fell to the ground.

Dugu Bo was also surprised, and the next second couldn't help but be happy, "Lao Ye, what are you doing, humble junior?" "

I humble you!

"Because you are still titled Douluo, you can't even block this attack for me."

Ye Wudao, who got up, patted his face and said with disdain: "If I were you, I would have wiped my neck with a knife and lost the face of Title Douluo!" "

Dugubo: "...".

Do you want a face?

"What are you doing stunned, hurry up and pay Lao Tzu for medicine, otherwise I will poke this matter out, say that you let a descendant beat, and let me save you!"

Dugubo's face was a little scary.

“... You are an old faceless person, what does this matter with the old man? "

"Don't forget, your granddaughter is a healing soul master!"

Ye Wudao was even more helpless: "You don't know something, I taught her to support herself since she was a child, even if it was me, she had to spend money to treat her illness." "

"For the sake of you being her elder, just 100,000 gold coins, count the price of friendship."

Saying that, Ye Wudao hooked his hand and paid for it!

What are you talking about!

Ye Lingling's face turned red, and he stepped on Ye Wudao without anger, and ran away in shame.