Douluo's Encounter with the Demon Arrival

In his eyes, any threat to his family would be nipped in the bud.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wu couldn't help but urge the driver: "Old man, can you speed up a little bit?"

"Okay." The driver waved his whip, and the carriage speeded up again.

After a while, a figure in black robes stayed here and said in a hoarse voice: "Good boy, you ran pretty fast. I hope you won't stand on the opposite side of me in the future."

A group of people rushed to Notting City after a long journey, and Su Yuntao reported the matter. After the Wuhun Palace branch verified Zhang Wu's Wuhun, after a short discussion, the palace master took Zhang Wu to the headquarters. So several people rushed Zhang Wu to Wuhun City without stopping.

As Zhang Wu got further and further away from the Holy Soul Village, the feeling in his heart gradually weakened. Zhang Wu was a little confused as to why his other martial spirit was involved with the Holy Soul Village.

Two days later.

A group of people arrived at Wuhun City.

Zhang Wu, who came to Wuhun City for the first time, couldn't help but sigh at the power of Wuhun Palace. It was worthy of being the number one organization in Douluo Continent, with extremely strong financial resources.

The city wall in front of you is eighty meters high and towering. Each of the hexagonal walls is carved with reliefs of six kinds of martial arts. There are soldiers patrolling back and forth on it, looking extremely majestic. Walking into the city, you can see that the thickness of the city wall is more than thirty meters. This is simply a miracle in Zhang Wu's opinion. It is really unimaginable how great the power of the soul master is.

After the inspection, the few people didn't stop for a moment and immediately rushed to the Supreme Governing Body of Wuhun Palace, the Pope's Palace.

The door of the Pope's Palace.

"Stop." Two palace-guarding knights in silver armor stopped a group of people. Behind them, hundreds of palace-guarding knights raised their spears and stood ready, "This is the Pope's Palace, the forbidden area of ​​Wuhun Palace. Who is coming? Report Come on by name"

The master of the Notting City Spirit Hall, headed by Zhang Wu and his party, took out a dark token. In the center was a sharp sword with its head facing down. On the left and right were crossed hammers and a dragon-shaped pattern. The sword hilt was carved with A crown that sparkles with stars.

"Seeking the Pope"

A soldier stepped forward and took the token from the palace master's hand, looked at it carefully, and then handed it back to the palace master, "Wait a moment, I will go and report."

The other soldiers were still looking at Zhang Wu and his party with vigilance. Seeing this, Zhang Wu couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It deserves to be the Wuhun Palace. It is so solemn and orderly. If it is not powerful, there is no justice. Pope Bibi Dong is really talented and ruthless." .”

After a while, the soldier came back and shouted again: "Members of the Wuhun Temple in Xuannoting City have an audience with the Pope."

Members of the branch temples arranged their clothes and appearance one after another, as if they were going to meet the gods in their hearts, which shows the majesty of the Pope.

The group of people headed to the meeting hall of the Pope's Palace in a serious manner.

There were many people sitting on both sides of the meeting hall at this time. Those who could come to this hall were at least level ninety-one, that is, powerful Titled Douluo people. Here, Zhang Wu saw many people who felt familiar to him. It seemed likely that the Wuhun Hall was holding a meeting.

At the end of the hall, a graceful and noble figure sat on a high throne. He wore a black and luxurious robe with gold patterns and flowing brilliance. He wore a nine-curved purple gold crown on his head and held a stick about two meters long in his right hand. A scepter studded with countless radiant gems.

Her fair skin made her almost perfect appearance even more stunning. There is no doubt that this is the current pope of Wuhun Palace, who is known as the greatest pope.

"It's a pity that she has facial paralysis, but she is also a tragic woman. I don't know how many people were attracted by her appearance and love and hatred in her previous life." Zhang Wu lowered his head to show respect, but in fact, he thought secretly in his heart that this person was attracted by her. Among the people, he naturally included himself.

"Is this the person with innate soul power you discovered in Notting City? Raise your head and look at me." Bibi Dong's majestic voice came over.

"Is it too late for me to be a voice control now?" Zhang Wu couldn't help but think in his heart. When he raised his head again, his eyes were extremely clear, looking directly at Bibi Dong.

"Well, it's not bad. Have some courage and release your martial spirit." Bibi Dong was also a little surprised that a child like Zhang Wu could withstand her majesty.

Zhang Wu released the martial spirit in his right hand again, but this time Zhang Wu clearly felt that the Fang Tian Painted Halberd in his hand was not as heavy as when it first came out, which meant that his physique was as if he had taken hormones. , increased a lot.

"Ouch" when they saw Zhang Wu's martial spirit, the elders in the palace started talking, "This is a martial spirit that we have never seen before. Looking at the killing power, it is not inferior to the Seven Killing Sword. And as an innate full soul, It means that the strength of this martial spirit is not inferior to the Seven Kills Sword and the Clear Sky Hammer, and may even be stronger than them."

Now, many elders have disciples.

At this time, Bibi Dong touched the scepter in her hand to the ground. The elders immediately stopped talking, and the hall was filled with a serious atmosphere again. Zhang Wu's pupils shrank, as expected of Bibi Dong, who gave orders and prohibited them. From this, it can be judged that Bibi Dong is more powerful than the elders present. Otherwise, how could Bibi Dong convince everyone?

"Zhang Wu will be my disciple from now on. Okay, today's meeting is over. The meeting is adjourned." Bibi Dong glanced at the elders and said.

Zhang Wu was shocked. Before he came, he had imagined being accepted as a disciple by Bibi Dong, but he thought it was impossible because he was just a single martial soul. Although he was born with full soul power, Bibi Dong saw What’s more, Bibi Dong already has Hu Liena as a disciple, so she may not think highly of him.

So Zhang Wu set his sights on other elders, but he did not expect that happiness would come so suddenly.

At this time, suddenly, an elder stood up, bowed his hand towards Bibi Dong, and said: "Your Majesty the Pope, I'm afraid this is not appropriate. I hope that the Pope can give this opportunity to the elders. After all, many elders still have no Disciple, and the Pope already has a disciple, why bother fighting with us old guys?"

The elders around him immediately moved away from him, for fear of being involved by this elder.

This elder never appeared in the original work, and Zhang Wu felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, Bibi Dong stopped and turned around to look at the elder seeking death, her beautiful eyes exuding a breathtaking look.

At first, the elder was still looking at Bibi Dong seriously. Slowly, drops of sweat appeared on his forehead. Then he suddenly bowed to Bibi Dong and saluted, "I'm very sorry. Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you are too old and rude. All your orders will be respected."