Ronin from Douluo

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In the early morning, the sun rises, and the sunlight shines through the branches and leaves of the trees into the forest, bringing a warm light to the dark forest. In the forest, the mist curls up, insects chirp and birds chirp, making it look dreamy and quiet.

The morning light fell on Zeng Yi. At this time, he was sitting cross-legged under a tree. The light blue soul power slowly flowed around his body. The wind picked up the fallen leaves and flowed around Zeng Yi's body. His eyes were closed.

Practicing meditation.

The wind is blowing the fallen leaves, and you can smell the movement of your body. You can see with the naked eye that with Zeng Yi's breathing, it is fast and slow, and then calms down again. It has a very harmonious rhythm, natural and peaceful.

After a long time, the wind suddenly stopped, and the fallen leaves rolled in the air paused for a moment, as if they were suspended in the air.

In an instant, a powerful and fierce aura erupted from Zeng Yi's body, and the energy wind surged wildly towards the surrounding space. The fallen leaves shot out like blades in all directions and stuck hard on the tree trunks.

Zeng Yi opened his eyes suddenly, and his dark pupils shone with light, sharp and sharp, and his gaze was like the light of a sword.

"Level thirty-six."

Feeling the stronger soul power in his body, Zeng Yi murmured, stretched out his right hand, looked at the palm, clenched his fist, then turned his fist into a hand knife, and waved it towards the trees in front, and a transparent energy flowed from it.

He slashed out with his hand, cut through the fog, and struck the tree trunk with force. With a bang, the tree shook and shook, and the leaves fell down. When he looked again, a smooth slash mark appeared on the trunk.

It's like being struck by a sword.

"Yes, a perfect resurrection! Thirty-six percent of the goal has been achieved!" Zeng Yi shouted with joy, stood up from the ground, raised his hands, stretched out his body, and felt comfortable.

Three days have passed since Zeng Yi was chased in Soto City and killed those enemies. In the past few days, Zeng Yi left Soto City and continued to wander randomly. He thought he would be able to survive again.

He was being chased, but so far, no one has been chasing him, which made Zeng Yi feel relieved.

Zeng Yi's injuries from the last time have all recovered. He also experienced many battles before. After immersing himself in it and practicing hard, his soul power has also broken through the first level. What a joy to congratulate!

It's a pity that I got into trouble with Wuhun Palace! After this, how can I go to Wuhun Palace to receive the subsidy? That's one hundred gold soul coins!

Zeng Yi himself was being chased by Wuhun Palace, but he didn't care much. Anyway, he had a thousand and one ways to escape. If he couldn't beat him, could he still run away? What made him feel most distressed was the monthly subsidy.

Gold!

Thinking of not being able to take the money in the future, his heart ached.

I hope it's just the Wuhun Temple in Soto City who has taken matters into his own hands, and I'm not wanted across the continent, otherwise I'll have no choice but to live in the Soul Beast Forest.

But thinking about it, I didn’t do anything harmful to heaven and earth, and there was no need for Wuhun Palace to target me like this. What’s the point of panic? I think it was because someone from Soto Wuhun Palace was jealous of my handsomeness, that’s why something like this happened.

There may be nothing wrong with this place, hehehe

Zeng Yi comforted himself in his heart. His current strength is really not good enough. If Wuhun Palace really pursues him, Zeng Yi really has no way to deal with it.

Forget it, let’s take it one step at a time!

Zeng Yi shook his head, put aside the unpleasant thoughts in his mind, and said something to himself.

"Xiaoju!" Zeng Yi raised his head and called out. On a big tree next to him, Xiaoju was sleeping on the branch. Hearing Zeng Yi's cry, Xiaoju raised his head and looked at the tree.

Zeng Yi glanced at it, then stood up slowly, stretched his petite body lazily, and then jumped up, condescendingly jumping towards Zeng Yi under the tree.

Zeng Yi caught Xiaoju, rubbed its head, and let it stand on his shoulders.

"Let me see if there's a city near here."

As he spoke, Zeng Yi took out a piece of circled paper, spread it out, and looked at the map drawn on it carefully.

After a while, Zeng Yi scratched his head without knowing why, looking a little embarrassed.

He doesn't know where he is now, so what's the use of looking at the map? Does this map have a positioning and navigation system?

Damn it, I spent a gold soul coin in vain to buy this stupid map.

I cursed in my heart, and then put the map away helplessly.

"It's better to walk around casually and ask people for directions when you meet them."

Wuhun City is located at the junction of two empires, the Tiandou Empire and the Star Luo Empire.

Wuhun City is also the headquarters of Wuhun Palace. The highest palace of Wuhun Palace, the Pope's Palace, is in this Wuhun City. Of course, the legendary worship hall can only be entered by titled Douluo.

It also exists in the depths of this Wuhun City.

This day is the annual meeting held by Wuhun Palace every year. The main content of the meeting is to report the work situation of the year to the biggest leader of Wuhun Palace, the Pope.

Of course, only the masters of Wuhun Palaces, Wuhun Main Palaces and above who are distributed in various parts of Douluo Continent can participate in this annual meeting.

At noon, a group of people wearing red robes stood in the lofty hall of Wuhun Palace and outside the Pope's Palace, waiting quietly. And these people, as can be seen from the red robes on their bodies, their status is not low. Because

, the identity of the person who can wear this clothes is the red-clothed archbishop of Wuhun Palace. And every red-clothed archbishop is the soul saint of the seventh ring at the worst. And this group of people, judging by their eyes, there are at least

Fifty or sixty people. Fifty or sixty Soul Saints and Soul Douluo-level masters gathered together. Even Titled Douluo had to avoid the edge for a while. In other forces, there is no such scene at all, and there is only

Only the most powerful Wuhun Palace in the entire continent can take advantage of it.

Moreover, this is only the superficial strength of Wuhun Palace. A more powerful titled Douluo has not yet appeared.

These alone can show the powerful power of Wuhun Palace. This is why Wuhun Palace can suppress the two great empires and cannot raise its head. Why in the later period, Wuhun Palace can start a war across the entire continent and suppress all people.

The reason for the fight. If Tang San hadn't forced him to cheat, the entire Douluo Continent would have been the back garden of Wuhun Palace.

In front of the majestic gate of the Papal Palace, two rows of knights wearing silver armor stood neatly with spears in their hands. There were as many as a hundred knights in two rows of silver armor. Their upright spears shone coldly in the sun, with great momentum.

It’s full and its deterrence is self-evident.

Each of these palace guardian knights must have at least a six-ring soul emperor level of soul power to be qualified enough to stand in the most glorious place of the Spirit Palace and be a palace guardian knight.

Boom

A dull bell rang in the sky and reverberated throughout Wuhun City. When people on the streets of Wuhun City heard the bell, they stopped one after another and turned to look at the huge and magnificent building in the center of Wuhun City.

in the palace, with high admiration in his eyes.

Kakaka

The huge cold iron door slowly opened, and a long red carpet extended directly to the door of the Pope's Palace Hall.

"My lords, please come in." The leading silver-armored knight guarding the palace said calmly to the group of cardinals with a serious expression.

These cardinals did not speak, but looked at the Pope's Palace with admiring eyes. With respectful expressions, they stepped on the red carpet and walked neatly towards the hall of the Pope's Palace.

The hall of the Papal Palace is very large, covering thousands of square meters. It is resplendent, majestic, and beautifully decorated. Even the Royal Palace is not so grand.

It can be seen from this hall that Wuhun Palace does not pay attention to the two empires at all.

The cardinals found their seats one after another, sat down, and waited quietly for the meeting to begin. Because the best seats in the hall were still empty, and their most respected Pope had not yet appeared.

After a while, the door of the Pope's Hall slowly opened, and two figures appeared at the door. If you look closely, you can see that both of them are women. One is wearing a black robe with gold patterns, a nine-curved purple gold crown on his head, and holding a

A scepter about two meters long, inlaid with countless gems, fair skin, and an almost perfect appearance.

This person is none other than the current Pope of Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong!

The other one, a girl with an exquisite face wearing a red and white robe, stood behind Pope Bibi Dong's right shoulder.

As soon as Pope Bibi Dong appeared, everyone stood up from their seats, then knelt down in front of Bibi Dong, with their foreheads on the ground.

"Welcome to His Majesty the Pope!"

Everyone shouted in unison, and the respectful voices echoed in the hall for a long time.

Boom

Boom

Boom

Bibi Dong slowly walked towards the highest seat. The papal scepter struck the floor, and every sound seemed to tug at everyone's heartstrings.

The girl also followed Bibi Dong, walking slowly.

Pope Bibi Dong walked up to the highest position and sat down, and the girl also sat in a position below and to the left of Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes scanned the crowd of people kneeling below and spoke calmly.

"Everyone, Pingshen!"

The voice carries endless majesty and solemnity, like the sound of heaven, ringing in everyone's ears