Douluo's martial soul Barrett

The next day.

Wuhun Temple.

"Your Majesty, what do you want from me?"

Ju Douluo Yue Guan said respectfully to Bibi Dong in front of him.

Since the last time he pleaded guilty and was slightly punished by Bibi Dong, before he could recover, Bibi Dong called him in front of him again.

"How much do you know about Han Haotian's martial spirit?"

Bibi Dong, who was wearing a bright golden dress, looked at Ju Douluo in front of her and moved her lips slightly.

After Han Haotian left last night, she did not think about how to deal with Qian Renxue as Han Haotian expected, but focused on Han Haotian's martial spirit.

It's a pity that no matter how she searches the classics, she can't find any relevant information about martial arts.

Unable to forget it for a long time, she directly called Ju Douluo Yueguan, who had the most contact with Han Haotian in Wuhun Hall.

"His martial spirit?" Yue Guan was startled at first, then subconsciously said, "I don't know much about his martial spirit. I have never seen his martial spirit, but although it looks strange, it gives me a very dangerous and dangerous feeling. sharp."

"Go and find out where his soul ring came from."

Not only the martial soul, but the configuration of the soul ring beyond imagination also touched Bibi Dong's mind.

Not only had she never seen it, she had never even heard of it.

"Yes."

After a moment of silence, Bibi Dong said softly, "Collect his detailed experiences over the years, including... his connection with the Saint."

"Yes."

...............

"Ghost."

"What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

Along with a gust of breeze, Ghost Douluo's figure floated into the Pope's Palace and came to Bibi Dong.

"Go to the Tiandou Empire to see how the Saint is doing, and hand this over to her at the appropriate time."

Bibi Dong hesitated for a moment, then took out a letter she had prepared.

It was written by her own hand.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After taking it and putting it away carefully, Ghost Douluo disappeared instantly.

Due to his martial spirit, Ghost Douluo was very comfortable doing things that were not easily noticed by others.

Watching Ghost Douluo leave the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong sat on the Pope's throne and looked forward in trance.

She was still persuaded by Han Haotian and had already started to take action.

Of course this was just a test, she wanted to test Qian Renxue's intentions.

"It's getting more and more interesting..." Looking at the sky outside, a smile appeared on Bibi Dong's lips.

After the conversation in the previous two nights, she was already looking forward to the night.

She wanted to see what Han Haotian would say to her this time.

................

Wuhun Hall - Worship Hall.

"Brother, you should know what happened last night, right?"

A middle-aged man with a strong body and a long robe said to another man who looked very similar to him, and he was the seventh enshrinement in the hall - Demon-Conquering Douluo.

"I know. The mysterious man broke into the Pope's Tower at night and attracted the Pope himself to take action, but he failed to capture it."

The one who is called the elder brother is none other than Qianjun Douluo, the sixth enshrined person in the enshrinement hall. The two are brothers, their martial spirits are both Coiling Dragon Sticks, and they are level 96 peak Douluo.

"When did such a powerful person appear again in the soul master world? Even the Pope himself took action and was run away by him."

Demon-Conquering Douluo said with a look of amazement, although they had little contact with Pope Bibi Dong's strength, they still understood it very well.

Not at all weaker than the Great Enshrinement Sendo-ryu.

"Let the Pope's Palace handle the affairs of the Pope's Palace itself. We, the Consecrated Palace, only need to perform our own responsibilities."

Qianjun Douluo glanced at his brother and said with a hint of warning.

He knew that his younger brother could no longer stand the boring life in the worship hall and had always wanted to leave.

"Brother, how long will we stay here? Until we die?"

Demon-Conquering Douluo heard what his brother meant, sat down opposite him and complained.

A dignified peak Douluo, not to mention at the top of the world, is also an absolute high-level person. It's fine if he can't enjoy life. He also has to stay in this worship hall every day and not mess around.

It would be fine if his talent could support him to go further, but he knew that his talent could support him to this point was the limit, which made him feel even more depressed.

"Practice quietly, and the day you are looking forward to will come sooner or later."

Qianjun Douluo glanced at his younger brother, stepped forward and patted his shoulder gently, then turned and left.

"I hope so. Even if I die in battle, I will admit it."

Jiangmo shrugged, and then left to practice at his residence.

Demon-Conquering Douluo probably didn't expect that his prophecy would come true, and he would die in battle immediately after appearing on the scene.

..............

Temple of Angels.

The Angel Hall is the most low-key and also the most important building in the Wuhun Hall, because the Angel Hall houses the statues of the angels and gods that the Wuhun Hall believes in.

Qian Daoliu, who was dressed in simple clothes, stood quietly in front of the angel statue. Looking at the tall angel statue in front of him, Qian Daoliu's eyes were calm.

After standing quietly in front of the angel statue for three hours, Qian Daoliu slowly turned around and left.

Outside the hall, Qian Daoliu looked in the direction of the hotel where Han Haotian lived, his eyes full of meaning.

"Mysterious man? I hope you can be loyal to Xue'er, protect her, and pamper her, otherwise..."

Qian Daoliu actually knew about Han Haotian's existence very early, even earlier than Bibi Dong.

After all, Qian Renxue is the granddaughter he values ​​the most and is also his current spiritual sustenance, so he has always paid attention to everything about Qian Renxue.

It can be said that if Bibi Dong hadn't forced him to make a choice, he would never have let Qian Renxue leave his sight and go to the Tiandou Empire.

In his heart, Qian Renxue is the most promising person in his lineage to inherit the position of angel god, and is the future angel god.

After taking a look in the direction of Han Haotian, Qian Daoliu once again set his sights in the direction of the Tiandou Empire.

His eyes were full of pride and pity.

Although he had always stayed in Wuhun Hall and never left, and his activities were limited to the Enshrinement Hall and Angel Hall, this did not prevent him from getting news about Qian Renxue.

A person who stands at the top of the mortal world should never be underestimated.

"Come on, come on, wait a moment and we can start..."

Qian Daoliu murmured softly, his eyes full of passion and expectation.

After a long time, Qian Daoliu slowly turned around and walked towards the enshrinement hall.

Looking from his back, he didn't look like a peerless Douluo at all. He looked just like an ordinary old man, just like an ordinary old man taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard.

hotel.

Han Haotian stayed in the hotel for almost the whole day.

All day long, he was thinking about how to compare Bi Dong's words at night. Although Rakshasa God is a powerful god, a first-level god among the dark gods, the power of evil and Shura God, who is in charge of killing, mutually restrict each other. .But it's too extreme. The magical power of cultivation comes from the darkest and most disgusting thoughts in the origin of living things.

Although the divine power is powerful and has a strong oppressive force on most of the gods, if you practice for a long time, your mind will be swallowed up and you will become an evil god. This is not what Han Haotian and Qian Renxue want. have witnessed.

Han Haotian didn't want to see the blue-faced and fanged Bibi Dong in the original work in reality, as it would give him nightmares, especially after seeing Bibi Dong's stunning beauty.