Douluo's God-given Soul Ring

Chapter 185 I seem to hear someone calling my name?
After saving Xiao Chenyu, Ye Wen didn't show up, because he only needed to strike this sword, and others would naturally help him handle the rest.

Seeing that he missed a hit, Xiao Chenyu took advantage of the situation to escape, but Salas suddenly felt a thump in his heart.

"Oops! There's trouble!"

At the VIP table, Sword Douluo's seven-kill martial spirit was blatantly activated!
"Saras! What a Salas! Are you pretending that we don't exist?"

Sen Han's words were like thousands of sharp little swords piercing towards Salas from all directions, and Salas, the pinnacle Douluo of the 96-level assault system, couldn't breathe for a while!

"...Jian Dao Chenxin! What does this matter have to do with you?"

Although Salas had already expected many endings when he made the move, he never expected that Sword Douluo would get angry immediately after he missed, and it didn't look like fake anger!
Although there is no shortage of people of the same level and strength as him in the VIP table, Jian Dao Chenxin is definitely the best among them!

The level 96 soul power is unmatched in the audience!

"What's with me?"

The corner of Chen Xin's mouth twitched slightly, the person you beat is my grandson-in-law's subordinate, what do you say has nothing to do with me?
But of course he couldn't say that in front of so many people.

"Canghui Academy's use of super powerful soul skills to defeat them is asking for trouble, so you, a dignified platinum archbishop, are needed to stand in for them?
Besides, even if there is a problem, you are the bishop of the Wuhun Temple, and you are not the organizer of the preliminaries, so you want to get rid of the mouse? "

Hearing these words, Salas' already gloomy old face became even more gloomy.

Jian Douluo's words went a little too far. He directly compared the well-known platinum bishop to a dog. You know, not even the current pope has ever insulted him like that!
"I was just excited for a while, and I did something wrong with good intentions. It's okay to control the contestants of Notting College. Does Master Sword Douluo still want to kill me in public?"

The plan had failed, and Salas had no choice but to use "good intentions to do something wrong" to block the motive of this behavior.

"Hmph! Are you "kind"? You know it in your heart. Fortunately, people are fine, otherwise the old man's Seven Killing Sword will kill you!"

Sword Douluo Chenxin waved his sleeves disdainfully, and put away the spirit avatar that made the whole Great Soul Arena tremble.

Although Wuhundian is powerful, his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is not intimidated. If he dares to bully his grandson-in-law, he must first ask about the Seven Killing Sword in his hand!
Because there were no casualties, and the bishop of the temple was involved, the matter naturally ended without a problem. Afterwards, the Tiandou Empire Organizing Committee also investigated and found out that the seven people in Canghui Academy were only in a deep coma, and did not die directly. Xiao Chenyu had no accident Successfully won and won the No. 13 consecutive victories of the Notting First Team. Similarly, this is the No. 20 of the entire Notting College. Five times and one pass seven!

--------

Hotel, late at night.

After sending off Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo and Ning Rongrong who came to visit and congratulate them, the two teams of Notting College reunited in a bedroom for a meeting under Ye Wen's call.

"Boss, today's affairs can't just be left alone!"

"Sovereign, that old man in the Spirit Hall is so deceitful that he wants to kill Elder Xiao in public, that's really lawless!"

"Ip Man, that Salas is indeed a little too much today."

"........."

There are no outsiders, no matter whether it is the elders of the first team or the disciples of the second team, they are all shouting with righteous indignation at this moment,
Perhaps the only two people who can remain calm are Xiao Chenyu and Shui Qingqing.

Xiao Chenyu purely believed in Ye Wen, the loss he had suffered today, it is impossible for the boss not to let him make the decision.

Shui Qingqing is pure and simple, her existence is an accident, sometimes even Ye Wen can't use her.

"Of course we can't let the matter of Xiao Er Er be left alone. Salas thought he was the platinum bishop of the Wuhun Temple and dared to force the killer in public. It would be fine if he targeted someone else. I, Ye Wen, am not a meddlesome person." But he provoked our Notting College!
Wuhun Temple?ho ho!Qingqing, Xiao Wu, and Linglang stay at the hotel, the others follow me and leave immediately!

Since you can't afford it, you have to pay the price! ! "

--------

At the same time, Tiandou City, Wuhun Temple.

Salas was sitting in the study with a serious face, writing hard.

He wants to pass on what he saw and heard today to the Pope immediately!

In the arena of the Tiandou Empire qualifiers, a soul emperor like Xiao Chenyu unexpectedly appeared, this is no less than a bolt from the blue for the Spirit Hall!

If it was an eight-year-old soul sect like Xiao Linglang, or a young soul king like Wang Mian, it would be fine. Salas had seen this session of the golden generation of the Spirit Hall. Although these two men were slightly threatening, they won The odds are still leaning on the Wuhundian side.

This is also the reason why he chose to keep observing and not take action lightly. It doesn't matter if the problem is not big.

But now Xiao Chenyu's appearance has obviously disrupted the deployment of the Wuhun Temple and even Pope Bibidong!
He failed in the sneak attack today, and had already lost the opportunity, so he had no choice but to report to the Pope, and Bibi Dong would decide what to do about this matter.

Fortunately, the qualifiers are only halfway through, and the promotion match has not yet started, so there is still time to deal with it.

Salas wrote like a god, thinking of the miss during the day and the humiliation that Sword Douluo gave him, he unconsciously pinched a few fingerprints on the barrel of the pen!
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect... Sword Dao Chenxin... Notting College..."

"Let's come one by one! No one can escape!"

"The dean of Notting College is called Ip Man? Strange! Why does this name sound familiar?"

"boom!"

As soon as Salas had this idea, the door of the study was kicked open!
"I seemed to hear someone calling me just now?"

"........."

Salas stared blankly at the crowd at the door.

A dozen or so people, all in black clothes, black trousers and black silk scarves, covered their faces, and around these people lay seven or eight crooked guards of soul masters from the Wuhun Temple.

It was the masked man in black in the center who spoke.

"You... who are you?"

Salas asked a little stammeringly.

He wasn't afraid, it was just that he didn't turn his head around for a while.

Since the establishment of Wuhundian, there has never been any incident of being killed, let alone this is the holy temple of the Heaven Dou Empire?

"Who are we, you ask?"

The man in black headed by the door first smiled inexplicably, followed by a series of echoing laughter!
The sound became louder and louder, and soon spread throughout the entire Heaven Dou Empire Spirit Hall!
But except for the study room, there is still no movement in other places, as if the temple, which is usually frequented by shuttles, has suddenly fallen into the gloomy Jiuyou Jedi!
"Come here! Strange offering! White offering! Yuzhao offering?"

Salas quickly called out the names of three temples that were enshrined in the seventieth level and above. His old voice was heard for several miles, but there was still no response.

He was a little flustered!
(End of this chapter)