Douluo's assassin becomes a god

The terrifying power almost tore through the air, and it was about to come to him in the blink of an eye.

Han Xiao forced himself to calm down, stepping on the dark bee without a shadow, and his figure was like a ghost.

In a blink of an eye, the two passed by.

The black air hit the ground without causing much movement.

Han Xiao frowned and looked up at the person who came.

He saw Bibi Dong and Ghost Douluo Ju Douluo standing in front of him.

"You really look like an enlarged version of a hummingbird."

Ghost Douluo said angrily.

These dusky hummingbirds were all caught by him, so he naturally knew how flexible the dusky hummingbirds were.

What made it even more difficult for Ghost Douluo was that he had to hold back his strength, otherwise if he accidentally killed the Dusky Hummingbird, all previous efforts would be wasted.

It can be said that he was worried about Han Xiao.

"Tomorrow, I will start learning martial arts knowledge from the academy. If there is any special training, I will find you."

Bibi Dong said.

There should have been a test of mental strength.

But just because Han Xiao can see through their lurking, it can already prove that this assessment is meaningless to him.

The rest of the course is to improve the soul power and learn the theoretical knowledge of Wuhun.

"Your Highness, I don't think this kid can go to Wuhun Academy."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came out.

Everyone looked together, and saw an old man bent over, with his blond hair loose behind him, staring at Han Xiao with an ugly face.

His pale golden vertical pupils exuded a gloomy light, like a crocodile hiding under the surface of the lake.

"Second offering."

Bibi Dong and Ghost Douluo saluted.

The opponent can be said to be the living fossil of the Wuhun Temple. Although he looks ugly, his strength is the pinnacle Title Douluo.

Find it so quickly?

Han Xiao had some fun.

He didn't expect the golden dragon to invite his backstage so soon.

"What does the second priest mean?"

Bibi Dong asked with a calm expression.

Golden Crocodile Douluo glanced at Han Xiao fiercely, and said:

"Originally, I shouldn't care about this kind of thing, but the old man thought, if this hungry wolf is thrown into the flock, more children will suffer, so the old man has to take care of it!"

What Golden Crocodile Douluo said was very cryptic, but everyone had already guessed what he meant.

"Second priest, although Han Xiao has a bad temper, he never takes the initiative to cause trouble. Is there any misunderstanding?"

Ghost Douluo forced his voice to soften.

"Little ghost, do you have a share in the conversation between the old man and His Highness the Pope?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't give Ghost Douluo any sympathy.

Ghost Douluo's complexion changed, and his expression turned cold.

At this moment, Ju Douluo, who came later, hastily tugged on his sleeve, signaling Ghost Douluo not to speak.

Although the relationship between the two has been very tense these days, they are good brothers after all, and Ju Douluo doesn't want Ghost Douluo to bump into the hole of the gun.

"Second priest, tell me what's going on."

Bibi Dong took a step forward and looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo, expressionless.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice softened a little: "Your Highness, you also know that my grandson has always been well-behaved and sensible, but who knows that when he went back last night, his ankles were broken and his tendons were picked."

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, Golden Crocodile Douluo narrowed his eyes and stared at Han Xiao.

"Oh? Who did it?"

Bibi Dong asked knowingly.

"It's this little beast."

Golden Crocodile Douluo pointed at Han Xiao, showing his murderous intent.

If it wasn't for Bibi Dong being here, he would have committed the murder a long time ago.

But who would have thought that Bibi Dong's body turned sideways, blocking Golden Crocodile Douluo's sight.

"Two offerings, just one mouth can't convict someone."

After Bibi Dong finished speaking, she turned her head and glanced at Han Xiao.

That look seemed to say: Look at you causing me trouble again.

Hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo sneered: "In this case, let my grandson come face to face with this kid!"

After a while, Jin Long walked over with the help of two people.

When he saw Han Xiao here, his eyes were venomous.

However, Han Xiao seemed to regard him as air, and didn't even look at him.

As a great soul master, it's really shameful that the soul master can't find Bei after being beaten, and he can't even release his martial soul.

"Jinlong, were you injured by him?"

Bibi Dong asked.

Only at this moment did Jin Long realize that Bibi Dong was standing aside.

He trembled all over, and said quickly: "Your Highness, it is this person who hurt me."

While speaking, Jin Long also showed the hideous scar on his wrist, looking very pitiful.

"Humph!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo felt sorry for his grandson and snorted coldly.

"If I remember correctly, you are still a great soul master after two years of repetition?"

After Bibi Dong thought about it, she asked.

These words hit Jin Long's vital point, he smiled awkwardly and did not speak.

"Your Highness, is this the time to say this?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't expect Bibi Dong to say such words, his eyes grew colder.

Bibi Dong looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo without any fear: "A bystander said that Golden Dragon brought ten people to surround Han Xiao in an alley."

"Yes or no?"

Although Bibi Dong said these words calmly, behind this calmness seemed to be an extremely terrifying storm.

Jin Long opened his mouth, his body trembling a little.

"to be frank."

Jin Long was about to speak, but Bibi Dong's three words made him hold back again.

"Yes."

His voice trembled a little.

"Your Highness, what does this mean?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo stood in front of his grandson and said coldly.

The soul power that emanated immediately dissipated most of Bibi Dong's terrifying aura.

"Second priest, I just don't quite understand. Leaving aside a dozen or so people, the difference in soul power between the two sides is a full dozen or so levels. How did Jinlong get beaten like this by Han Xiao?"

Bibi Dong's seemingly calm words were full of murderous intent.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's face turned a liver color.

As an older generation, what he values ​​most is face.

But who knows that his grandson is so unbelievable, and he is still a great soul master after a few years of martial soul awakening.

No one dared to poke Golden Crocodile Douluo's weakness like this.

"Your Highness, the old man doesn't understand, what did this little bastard do to allow you to protect him like this?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked directly at Bibi Dong, his voice was extremely gloomy.

If he couldn't even suppress his temper, he would have lived in vain for so many years.

Bibi Dong was not afraid at all, and looked directly at Golden Crocodile Douluo.

A breeze blew by, and the long hair like a waterfall of lavender rose with the wind, and a breathtaking fragrance made people intoxicated.

She raised her head, like a proud empress who dared not look directly at her, "I, Bibi Dong, do things, do I need a reason?"

At this moment, Bibi Dong looked down upon the world.

In an instant, the surrounding atmosphere was about to freeze.

Jin Long swallowed subconsciously, and there was a bitterness in his throat.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's hands hidden in the black robe trembled a little, and the terrifying soul power in his body was about to explode.

Ghost Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo and the two were side by side to Bibi Dong, ready to face the suddenly violent Golden Crocodile Douluo at any time.

Such a terrifying division only lasted for a moment, but for Jin Long, life seemed like years.

"good very good."

Suddenly, Golden Crocodile Douluo broke the silence first.

His voice was as hoarse as sawing wood: "Her Majesty the former saint has grown up."

He is like an old tree: "I hope the great priest will be happy for you when he knows about it."

After saying this, Golden Crocodile Douluo turned around and disappeared into the shadows.