Qian Renxue flapped her six wings and raised the sacred sword in her hand. Her majestic voice spread throughout Wuhun City: "I, Qian Renxue, a member of the Seraphim clan and a loyal believer of the Angel God, hereby solemnly declare, The Seraph Martial Spirit is the strongest Martial Spirit in the world!"

In Wuhun City, the people belonging to Wuhun Palace and the people living in Wuhun City all knelt on one knee, worshiping Qian Renxue, who was like a god descending from heaven, and shouted: "Long live Wuhun Palace! Long live Wuhun Palace! Long live Wuhun Palace!"

The sound was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, one wave after another, resounding throughout the entire Wuhun City.

Xue Ke raised his head and looked at the radiant figure in the sky, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Sister Xue, congratulations, you did it!

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Renxue in the sky with a complex expression. She thought of that person. That person once accepted the worship of all people on the Pope Mountain, and she was one of them.

The world is full of flowing water, and a dream comes to life.

Time flies, and more than 20 years have passed in the blink of an eye. Unknowingly, Qian Renxue has grown from a young girl to a saintly girl of Wuhun Temple who can take charge of her own role.

Bibi Dong turned her head slightly and glanced secretly at Xue Ke behind Chen Xin.

You are enough in this world.

Bibi Dong's face darkened, and she looked at the Haotian Sect in the distance.

"Everyone who came to make trouble in my Wuhun Palace today must also know what the consequences will be if you fail. So, you people, just like Tang Xiao today, stay here forever!"

However, Ning Fengzhi stood up at this moment and said: "His Majesty the Pope, even if the Haotian Sect and others were at fault, why would they kill them all! Now that Sect Leader Tang Xiao has passed away, the Haotian Sect has paid a heavy price for their recklessness. , I also ask His Majesty the Pope to let them live for the sake of peace in the world."

Bibi Dong said in a deep voice: "Sect Master Ning's words are wrong. If the evildoers of the Haotian Sect really succeed today, not only do they steal the soul bones, but also smash the Pope's Palace, Sect Master Ning will stand up and defend him. Are you talking to Wuhun Palace? Besides, here are not only my Wuhun Palace members, but also many soul masters who are watching the battle. The Haotian Sect’s evildoers did not consider hurting innocent people at all. These people deserve what they deserve, and they are not worth it at all. pity."

Bibi Dong didn't want to talk nonsense with Ning Fengzhi, so she waved her hand, and Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo behind her immediately attacked the Haotian Sect.

Qian Renxue's cold eyes swept over everyone in the Haotian Sect one by one. Naturally, she would not just watch, but also joined the battle group below.

The strength of the five elders of the Haotian Sect is around level 94. If it were just Ju Gui Douluo and the other two, it would be difficult to capture them quickly, but with Qian Renxue, they would be far better. It’s different.

With the blessing of martial soul avatar and demon seed aura, Qian Renxue's Angel Domain can not only amplify herself, but also amplify her teammates.

Therefore, with the help of Qian Renxue, everyone in the Haotian Sect was quickly defeated and was beaten to death by Qian Renxue and Ju Ghost Douluo.

Ning Fengzhi in the distance sighed helplessly, with helplessness and a hint of fear in his eyes.

What is helpless is that the Haotian Sect, which was once the head of the three upper sects and the best sect in the world, fell into the hands of Wuhun Palace. What is frightening is the astonishing strength that Wuhun Palace has shown today.

The Haotian Sect dispatched six titled Douluo but all were defeated by the Wuhun Palace. So wouldn't the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect have no choice but to surrender to the Wuhun Palace?

Ju Ghost Douluo looked back at Bibi Dong, waiting for Bibi Dong's instructions, but Qian Renxue relied on Bibi Dong's favor and began to massacre everyone in the Haotian Sect.

The heads of the second elder, fourth elder, seventh elder, third elder, and fifth elder fell to the ground one after another, and their bodies were separated.

Bibi Dong glanced helplessly at Qian Renxue, and then said: "The elders of the Haotian Sect have been executed. These people dare to disrupt the order of Wuhun City. They are really unforgivable. They are not qualified to enter the Douluo Palace for burial. .Come here and clean up all their bodies."

"Yes!"

The cardinal took the bodies of everyone from the Haotian Sect down.

Bibi Dong announced loudly: "This competition is over, everyone should leave."

After saying this, Bibi Dong walked straight back to the Pope's Palace, and Ju Ghost Douluo and Qian Renxue naturally followed Bibi Dong.

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin took Xue Ke and others to the place where Tang Xiao and others were executed.

"The Wuhun Palace is really scary!" Ning Fengzhi sighed.

Xue Ke curled his lips, something that makes you even more afraid is yet to come!

Tang San, Tang Long, Tang Hu, and Tang Tian also came to Ning Fengzhi's side, all four of them had sad looks on their faces.

"Is our Haotian Sect about to end?" Tang Hu cried sadly.

Ning Fengzhi said: "This is not the place to talk. Everyone, please follow me back to the hotel first."

Xue Ke was about to turn around and leave, but Ning Fengzhi persisted and said, "Your Highness, please come with me."

Xue Ke declined: "I have nothing to talk about with the people of Haotian Sect, so let's just say goodbye."

Xue Ke and Tang San already disliked each other, so why should they wrong themselves.

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin took Tang San and others back to the hotel and into a room.

"Excuse me, your sect, besides Sect Master Tang Xiao and the five elders, are there any other titled Douluo in the sect?"

Tang Long, Tang Hu, and Tang Tian looked at each other, and then Tang Tian stood up and said: "Now that things have happened, there is nothing to hide. Our Haotian Sect's Titled Douluo combat power has been unleashed this time, just for one fell swoop. To get back the soul bone, I never expected..."

At the end of the sentence, Tang Tian looked sad again.

Ning Fengzhi sighed deeply, so to speak, in the entire upper three sects, there were only three titled Douluo left.

Tang San clenched his fists, made a "plop" sound, and knelt down towards Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi was stunned by Tang San's actions. Tang San refused to kneel in front of the Pope, so why did he kneel so easily now?

"Sect Master Ning, please stand up for my father and the Haotian Sect! Only by uniting can we fight against the evil Spirit Hall!" Tang San cried sadly.

Ning Fengzhi helped Tang San up and said nothing.

Ning Fengzhi has been in business for many years, and profit is the most important thing in his eyes.At present, the Shangsan Sect is facing the behemoth Wuhun Palace, and the chance of winning is not great.

Wrong step, wrong step. Ning Fengzhi is not an emotional person, and he will not clearly take sides until the last moment.

Protect yourself wisely and wait for the price. This is Ning Fengzhi's life creed.

"Xiaosan, it's not that Uncle Ning refuses to help you, but Wuhun Palace is simply too powerful. We must not confront it head-on right now. This matter of alliance needs to be carefully considered."

"The most important thing for you right now is to work hard to improve your strength, you know? Xiao San, if you have any difficulties in the future, Uncle Ning will do his best to help you."

Today, the strength displayed by Tang San really shocked Ning Fengzhi. For Tang San, Ning Fengzhi, who had always been well-rounded, didn't mind becoming an "angel investor".

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