Douluo's leaves cover the sky

"Just get used to it, this will be your home from now on." A mature and steady female voice sounded.

"Your Majesty the Pope!"

"Ju Douluo!"

"Ghost Douluo!"

"I worship the adults!"

Yeshu bowed respectfully.

Is the Pope a woman?

Ye Ying looked curiously at the beautiful woman sitting in the middle who exuded a noble aura.

She wore a luxurious black robe with gold patterns, a nine-curved purple gold crown on her head, and held a scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless gems.

Her skin is fair, her face is almost perfect, and she exudes a divine aura, as if an angel has descended to earth, making people have the urge to worship her.

Next to the Pope stood a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old girl in white. She is not very old, but her figure is well developed, with bulging front and back. Moreover, her eyebrows are curved, her smile is affectionate, and her face and figure are filled with a thin, indescribable charm, which can be called a natural charm.

Ye Ying's eyes met the girl's eyes in the air.

One is innocent and clear, the other is cunning and curious, but both are careful and sensitive.

The eyes of the two people separated as soon as they touched, and then separated again. After a few times, they felt an inexplicable attraction to each other.

"Xiaoying, my name is Bibi Dong. You can call me Auntie Pope first." Pope Bibi Dong's voice sounded like spring breeze, very comfortable.

"Hello, Aunt Pope!" Ye Ying said subconsciously.

Bibi Dong smiled and said, "Bring the things up and test them again on Xiaoying."

A guard came forward with a tray and half-knelt down beside Ye Ying.

Juyueguan stood up and with a casual move, the guard's tray flew straight into his hand.

"Go down, I'll test it for him." Ju Yueguan chuckled.

The guard stood up, took a few steps back, then turned and left.

"Little Nightingale, first summon your twin martial souls and show them to the Pope." Ju Yueguan said.

Ye Ying thought, and two martial spirits appeared beside him.

The black fluid, like a living thing, flexibly shuttled between his fingers, freely changing into various forms.

The golden Buddha sits cross-legged in mid-air, with his eyelids slightly closed, as if he is not seeing anyone, but also as if his eyes are seeing everything.

The two auras of grandeur and darkness are intertwined in Ye Ying's body.

"Although I don't know each other, I can feel that these two martial spirits must be top-notch martial spirits." Ju Yueguan said excitedly.

Bibi Dong stared at it for a while and then asked, "One is a special martial spirit and the other is the original martial spirit. Xiaoying, do you know what these two martial spirits of yours are?"

The girl in white looked at Ye Ying's martial spirit curiously.

"The big one is the Buddha, the golden Buddha." Ye Ying hesitated and said, "The black one should be the shadow."

"Buddha?"

"shadow?"

Everyone felt confused.

"Buddha is like a Buddha on the left, and a shadow is a shadow." Ye Ying tried hard to explain, "I don't know how to use it yet."

"Most of the main body martial souls enhance oneself, while special martial souls have various wonderful uses." Bibi Dong said with a smile, "There are two types of martial souls, good and strange. This time our Wuhun Palace has really found a treasure. .”

After hearing Bibi Dong's words, Juyueguan, Ghost Douluo and all the worshipers present smiled and nodded frequently.

"More than that, Little Nightingale is still born with full soul power." Ju Yueguan took out a disk from the tray, "Little Nightingale, come here, show it to them, and shock these old people who are only seven or eight levels innate."

Many people frowned slightly.

What does it mean to be an ‘old guy with only level or Zhen Yi Zhen’?

Ju Yueguan said this clearly because he looked down on them.

But reaching level or of innate soul power is enough to cultivate to the Douluo level. If the opportunity is enough, it is even possible to be titled Douluo.

Ye Ying silently put his hand on the disc,

A thick beam of light shot straight to the top of the palace.

Everyone was stunned.

The tenth level of innate soul power can only lift the light beam three meters away from the disc. What level of soul power is it to directly push the light beam to the top of the palace?