Douluo: Reborn with blue silver grass, swallowed to become a god

"That's right! It's flawless beauty, as if carved by nature!

He made me feel the natural scent of the wonderful antler tree!

Ghost, I can't help it anymore, I really want to hold our Holy Son tightly in my arms.

Just like sucking on the strange velvet Babel, sucking in the breath from his body.

what! ”

As if going crazy, Yue Guan released his martial spirit "QiRongTianJu" and put his face in the flower's stamens.

The body was shaking constantly.

Finally, he let out a long and comfortable groan, and his enchanting face was filled with an intoxicating smile.

However, the ghost on the side took the opportunity to pour cold water on Yueguan.

"That young man is the Holy Son appointed by the Pope, and his amazing appearance is probably something that the Pope values ​​​​extremely.

If you are not afraid of angering the Pope, you can do this. "

"Old ghost, can't you say something nice? It's just a disgrace to others."

After hearing the ghost's words, Yue Guan, who was originally looking obsessed and lost his temper, returned to normal in an instant.

While putting away his martial spirit "QiRongTianJu", he rolled his eyes at Gui Mei.

The ghost did not answer these words, but returned its attention to the dark blue-haired Holy Son far below.

"Although the appearance and aura of his body make me attracted, unfortunately, if you want to be the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, you really need to have matching strength and talent.

It's just that he is only six years old. No matter how hard he practices, there is no way he can be a match for that kid Yan.

He might be at a disadvantage. "

"It's a pity. I'm afraid that after today, the elders of Wuhun Palace will take this matter..."

Yue Guan also nodded.

On the contrary, before he finished speaking, his eyes widened in the next moment, and he raised a hand to cover his mouth.

His face was full of shock.

Even the ghost's body was fluctuating violently, as if he had seen something incredible and kept repeating a sentence.

"how is this possible?"

"how is this possible?"

……

"It's impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

In the square, Yan, who had already released his martial soul and soul ring, also let out an incredible scream.

He originally thought that even if the six-year-old boy named Chu Bai across from him could become the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace because of his appearance and talent, his strength would not be much higher.

After all, that's where the other person's age lies.

But now he discovered that the opponent's martial spirit was just the most ordinary blue silver grass.

Such a martial spirit, let alone extraordinary talent, is probably not close to being extraordinary.

however.

When Chu Bai on the opposite side released his soul ring, Yan realized that he was sitting in a well and looking at the sky.

One way, two ways, three ways...

A total of four soul rings appeared, and it was a terrifying configuration of one purple soul ring and three ten thousand year soul rings.

This made Yan's original idea of ​​suppressing the other party disappear in an instant.

Instead, there was a hint of panic and despair.

How can we fight against such a huge gap?

Even Hu Liena and Xie Yue, who retreated dozens of meters away to watch, were shocked and gasped.

Hu Liena even reached out and pinched Xie Yue's arm hard.

"Brother, am I dreaming?"

"Hey... I'm sure you're not dreaming!"

Feeling the pain from her arm, Xie Yue grinned.

Is this girl dreaming? Why is she pinching me?

unacceptable!

But his eyes never left Chu Bai opposite him.

He finally understood why the other party could become the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace at such a young age.

The strength of the soul sect surpasses level [-], and the terrifying soul ring configuration of one purple and three black.

Let alone the Wuhun Palace, it would probably be regarded as a treasure in any other force.

He will definitely be able to grow into a Titled Douluo-level existence in the future.

As for the other party's most boastful martial spirit, "Blue Silver Grass".

At this moment, Xie Yue no longer thinks it is just a simple blue silver grass.

Looking at Yan, whose face turned pale with horror, at the two yellow and one purple soul rings he displayed, he suddenly looked decadent and turned his gaze to Hu Liena beside him.

"Nana, how on earth do you think our new Holy Son managed to fuse a soul ring with such a high soul age at the age of six?"

"If I had known I would have done it first."

Hu Liena rolled her eyes at Xie Yue.

But no matter what, the moment Chu Bai showed his soul ring and soul power, Yan on the opposite side was defeated.

There is no point in continuing this fight.

So Hu Liena said: "Brother, let's go there."

"Ah."

Xie Yue nodded.

Then the two of them walked towards Chu Bai and Yan who were confronting each other.

at the same time.

After calming down from the shock, Yan also put away his martial soul and soul ring.

Looking at Chu Bai, his eyes were full of complexity, but he said from the bottom of his heart: "Chu Bai, you are very strong, so as the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, I, Yan, have nothing to say.

But even if you are the Holy Son, I will not compromise in front of Nana. Nana and I are the most suitable! "

When he said this, his face was full of determination.

After all, although the other party is only six years old, he is so popular with girls because of his extraordinary appearance.

And the height of the other party is no different from that of eleven or twelve years old.

Therefore, this comparison made Yan feel a strong sense of urgency in his heart when he was outmatched in strength.

Unfortunately.

Faced with Yan's verbal dispute, Chu Bai just smiled but did not defend himself.

And he seemed to be aware of it, and couldn't help but look up into the distance.

Two figures are flying towards this side very quickly.

But in the blink of an eye, it fell from the sky and came to the front of the four people.

Whether it was Hu Liena and Xie Yue who had just walked over, or Yan who was competing with Chu Bai for "Nana's right to belong", they all bowed respectfully.

"I have seen Lord Yueguan!"

"I've seen Mr. Ghost!"

……

The visitors were none other than Ju Douluo Yueguan and Ghost Douluo Ghost, who had been watching the battle from a distance.

However, this battle was obviously not successful.

But instead of being disappointed, the two of them looked at Chu Bai with burning eyes, who had not yet put away his martial soul and soul ring.

"A rare treasure!"

"A rare treasure!"

Yue Guan kept talking to himself.

Gui Mei, on the other hand, spoke directly: "I am Gui Mei, a level 95 titled Douluo and the elder of Wuhun Hall.

If you worship me as your teacher, my teacher will train you with all his strength and make you a being that surpasses me. "

"Hey, hey, hey! Old ghost, what do you mean? I, Yue Guan, have set my sights on this holy son first. Even if he wants to become a disciple, he has to become a disciple of me. Why are you fighting over me?"

As soon as he heard the ghost's words, Yueguan, who was talking to himself, suddenly became anxious.

But even though the two have been friends for many years, they are almost inseparable on weekdays.

There is also a martial soul fusion skill that makes other titled Douluo fearful - the two-pole still field.

But this time, facing an extremely outstanding disciple, Gui Mei was unwilling to give in.

He said in a deep voice again: "Mine!"

"not mine!"

Yue Guan was also angry.

Seeing that these two titled Douluo were about to have a big fight over the ownership of Chu Bai.

A lazy and pleasant voice suddenly came from a distance.

"Okay, you two, stop arguing. Chu Bai is my younger brother and will not be your disciple."