The main hall of the Heaven Dou City Martial Spirit Hall is located in the center of the bustling city.

It was hard to imagine how the Martial Spirit Hall had taken such a huge area from the Heaven Dou Imperial Family in the first place.

This is not the periphery of Heaven Dou City or even the middle of the perimeter, this is the most prosperous eastern district, every inch of land is expensive, and those who can gain a foothold here are the top powerhouses from all walks of life, and the hair of a leg is thicker than the waist of a blade.

The most dazzling luxury commercial street is just opposite the main hall square of the Wuhun Palace, and the past right is the magnificent Tiandou Auction House, which defies the four fields in terms of specifications and height......

Since this place is not too far from Shrek Academy, Blade walked directly over, and not only did the return rate on the road be extremely high, but the blocking rate was also outrageous, and there was even a siege.

Who is Blade, the strongest person in the Soul Master Contest in the whole continent, a well-known existence with talent, strength and beauty, even if he disappears for a year, his name is still circulating in the streets and alleys.

The girl, the young woman, the charm of the woman's dream lover, the longing bed partner.

So it's normal for Blade to be stopped by someone to sign an autograph or something.

Looking at the open square in front of him, Blade's eyes lit up.

The ground paved with pure marble, revealing the atmosphere in calmness, the square layout seems to highlight the position of the Wuhun Palace, in the center of the square, a huge seraphim stands proudly, just like the small statue of the God of Light for sale in the Wuhun Palace, the gender can not be seen, the face is hazy and blurred, it is very mysterious. But its mysterious majesty is at the same time compassionate, inclusive.

The morning sun pours down, and the angel statue is shrouded in light.

Blade habitually looked at his surroundings, and after constructing a retreat route in a breath, he ignored the surprised gazes of the pedestrians on the square and walked straight towards the main hall of the Martial Spirit Hall.

The closer I got to the solemn Martial Spirit Hall, the more crowded it became, and there was a plump and beautiful woman who accidentally fell and threw herself at the blade because the place was too small......

Fortunately, Blade dodged quickly.

Standing in front of the majestic and heavy gate, the blade headed towards the guards in bright armor and armed with spears and shields.

"Mom! This big brother is so handsome! ”

Blade was just about to speak, but he heard a childish voice sound from behind him, and when he looked back, it was a little girl carved in pink, dressed like a doll, and a pair of eyes shining with little stars were drunk on Blade's heart.

The young woman in the white dress of light gauze smiled apologetically at Blade.

Blade smiled and shook his head, signaling that it was okay, squatting down and pinching her little face: "Brother is not good-looking?" ”

"Beautiful!" The sister-in-law smiled sweetly.

"It's really good, but don't be deceived by my brother's appearance, my brother is not a good person~" Blade smiled and got up to look at the guards.

My sister-in-law tilted her little head and looked at the blade in confusion, super cute.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and smiled, and pulled her sister-in-law away.

"Please go and tell Bishop Harveys that Blade has been invited."

Bishop Harvey's invitation?!

The guard was slightly startled, and did not dare to slack off a little, so he hurriedly saluted and said, "Your Excellency, please wait for a moment." ”

Blade nodded, not caring about the gazes of the prayer people who came and went.

He knew that a radiant person like him would still not be able to erase his sense of existence even if he squatted in the corner.

Await.

"Pedal ......"

Heavy and powerful steps accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Blade withdrew his gaze from the square.

"You're the blade, you're really a talent!" The middle-aged man in the robe of the Martial Spirit Hall before walking to the guard walked a few steps to the blade and stretched out his hand.

Blade held his hand and smiled: "It's over, I don't know Your Excellency's name." ”

The smile on the middle-aged man's face became a little thicker, and he shook his hand affectionately and said, "The big name doesn't dare to be, and below is Cheng Zhu, the steward of the Martial Spirit Palace." ”

"Long admiration." Blade said with a smile.

How can middle-aged people not know that the blade is polite, but this is a respect, not hypocrisy.

"Haha, I'm down for a long time, please come with me, Bishop Harvey has been waiting for you for a long time!" Cheng Zhu was not ready to waste more time on these polite words, and directly bowed slightly to the blade.

"I'm tired of taking care of things." Blade returned the favor with a smile.

"Your Excellency Blade is polite, it's just a matter of duty, please come with me." Cheng Zhu shook his head and turned around to lead the way.

On the front that the blade couldn't see, Cheng Zhu nodded slightly, and after a short contact, he glanced at the blade a few more times.

The long aisles, in the same calm and serious style as ever, are adorned with a statue of the god of light, and guards stand guard at each turn.

Blade's face was not very bland, but he was a little impressed by the strength of the Martial Spirit Hall in his heart, and these guards were at least at level twenty!

He hadn't seen this kind of battle in the palace of the Emperor of the Snowy Night!

And in front of him, the steward who looked shrewd and sociable, didn't look like a businessman from the outside, but in fact he was a sixty-seventh-level soul master!

"I often hear people say that His Excellency Blade is not like a mortal, but when I see it today, it is really as rumored to say." Steward Cheng Zhu, who was leading the way in front, suddenly turned around and smiled.

Blade smiled and shook his head: "It's just a face, and you can't eat it as a meal, the foundation of my soul master's life is still soul power." ”

"Hahaha, I agree with the second half of Your Excellency's sentence, but with all due respect, I disapprove of the first half of the sentence!" Cheng Zhu laughed.

"Director Cheng is an interesting person......"

The two chatted casually and moved forward.

Bright lights illuminate the aisle.

Blade and Director Cheng Zhu were standing in front of the gate guarded by two people in light armor at this moment.

"Lord Bishop, Your Excellency Blade is here!" The moment Cheng Zhu stood in front of the door, the smile on his face was gone, and there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

"Come in." An old and deep voice came faintly from inside the door.

Cheng Zhu slowly pushed open the door.

"Lord Blade, please!"

The blade bowed slightly to Cheng Zhu and stepped in.

"Boom!"

The door closed slowly.

This is Bishop Harvey's office area, with good daylight, a slightly rigid layout, but unusually neat, everything is tightly organized, even every official document on Bishop Harvey's desk is meticulously arranged.

Bishop Harvey, who was shrouded by the halo outside the window, was an old man wearing a platinum crown, wearing a snow-white Martial Spirit Hall bishop's uniform and white hair, his face was slightly sallow, his wrinkles were very deep, his expression revealed a rigid and serious, and his body was relatively thin.

In the plain, there is endless majesty, like a silent volcano, harmless to humans and animals before it erupts, and it makes people shudder once it erupts.

Blade smiled unafraid of his gaze; "You're Bishop Harvis, aren't you? It's an honor to meet you. ”

"Sit." Harvey withdrew his gaze, and an old brown and black chair appeared in front of his desk with a wave of his hand.

Blade thanked him, sat down naturally, looked at the old man in front of him, and waited for him to get straight to the point.

Yes, this kind of concession doesn't waste too much time on politeness.

"Do you know why you're looking for you?" Harvey looked at the blade lightly and opened his mouth, his gaze was like a knife, and under such a gaze, if he was not strong-willed, he would be full of ugliness.

Blade smiled calmly and shook his head: "Please also ask Bishop Harvey to speak up, I really don't know below." ”

"Because of this." Harvey's withered fingers pushed the letter on his desk toward the blade.

Blade took it and looked at it closely.

See: Blade who handed the letter to Shrek.

The handwriting is like a knife, but it does not show murderous intent, but gives people a sense of indifference.

Push the letter back.

"Any thoughts?" Harvey looked at Blade silently.

"I don't feel anything." Blade spread his hands.

"This is the Pope's letter." Harveys's old eyes became sharp at the moment, and he looked at the blade indifferently.

"Guessed, otherwise who would dare to speak to you in such a commanding tone?" Blade smiled and tapped the letter very calmly.

"But I guess Bibi Dong, the letter you gave me from Bishop Harvey must not be this."

"It is a great sin of disrespect to call His Majesty the Pope." Harveys's eyes narrowed for a few moments, and the air in the office seemed to freeze at this moment.

"My lordship, I have read a lot of books, you don't want to lie to me, there is no such thing as one of the three thousand sins recorded in the "Law of Heaven Dou". Blade smiled faintly, although his body was as heavy as a thousand catties because of the blessing of soul pressure, he didn't have much influence on him.

"There is no "Heaven Dou Law", but His Majesty the Pope cannot be desecrated." Harvey's eyes flashed with a moment of astonishment, and then he regained his composure.

"That's what I call in front of Bibi Dong, and His Majesty the Pope has no opinion." Blade's lips and teeth moved slightly, and he said calmly.

Harvey's pupils shrank slightly.

"Why don't you join the Martial Spirit Palace?"

That's what he had to say, though His Holiness had already spared him from having to solicit blades.

He couldn't understand why His Majesty the Pope, who had always been wise, would make a foolish decision, this was a peerless genius who had the potential to change the situation on the continent!

Once in a thousand years.

If such talents are allowed to invest in other forces, then once they are allowed to grow, they will become a formidable enemy of the Martial Spirit Palace!

For the sake of the Martial Spirit Palace, even if he disobeys the Pope's orders, he must intervene!

"Because the Martial Spirit Hall can't give me what I want." Blade put away his smile and looked directly into Harvis's penetrating eyes, and said calmly.

Silent staring, the air seemed to freeze, and there was an inexplicable embarrassment in the atmosphere.

"What do you need?" After staring at each other for a long time, Harvey looked at the blade and spoke indifferently.

"Strength." Blade spat out two words.

"The Martial Soul Hall can provide you with the best soul ring, the best soul bone, the most powerful backup, and the most perfect cultivation environment." Harvey said slowly, his gaze not taking off the blade's eyes for a moment as he spoke.

Blade shook his head: "These are not powers. ”

"Not power?" Harveys's already obvious wrinkles were now wrinkled. If that's not quantity, then what is quantity?

"Hmm." Blade wasn't prepared to say more.

"And what is power?" Seeing that Blade didn't explain what he meant, Harvey frowned and spoke in a deep voice.

It was strange that he could not tell whether the true thoughts of a teenager were true or false, and Harvey had never encountered such a situation.

Blade suddenly smiled: "Big Bibi Dong must not have ordered you to torture me, so I have the right not to answer." ”

"You don't have a choice." Harvis's voice froze.

The air freezes.

The surging soul fell on the blade.

Blade sighed: "Why bother? The blade in his hand was summoned.

"Are you going to use force in front of the old man?" Harveys didn't have the slightest wave in his eyes, after all, it was just a soul sect, even if his combat power was amazing, it was meaningless in front of him.

Because- he's an eighty-nine-level Contra!

He has been trapped in this realm for thirty years.

"Don't get me wrong, I want you to admire this sword." The blade gripped the hilt upside down, the tip of the sword pointing downwards, and raised the sword to Harvis.

"Sword-watching?" Harvey's old body was full of doubts, but this kid's martial soul was peculiar, especially those terrifying soul skills, which were not only terrifying, but also capable of firing continuously.

"Hmm." The blade smiled, and the blade pointed at Harveys, and the purple soul ring rose under his feet.

Dangerous!!!!

Harvey's pupils shrank, his hairs stood on end, and he slapped the table to dodge.

At this time, the blade put down his sword and said with a smile: "This is the power that can destroy the enemy, or disappear automatically." ”

Harvey sat down again and took a deep look at Blade, and there was no longer that underestimate in his eyes.

His expression was quite calm, but there were already monstrous waves in his heart, and the last time he felt that sense of crisis that trembled his hair, he had forgotten how young he was.

This means that the young man in front of him really has the power to threaten his life!!

What kind of evil is this?!

"Okay, Bishop Harveys, don't be tempted anymore, Big Bibi Dong once said that as long as I don't join any forces outside the Martial Spirit Palace, I will be innocent." The blade of the blade turned into a little starlight in his hand and dissipated.

Harvey was silent for a long time and spoke: "You refused the invitation of His Majesty the Pope? ”

"Well, at that time, Bibi Dong was going to slap me to death, but she was a person who cherished her talents, so she ended up sparing me with my life."

"Ugh—" Harvey sighed.

His Majesty the Pope......

A snow-white letter sealed for the Six Wings post landed on Blade's face.

Harvey said, "This is the letter from His Majesty the Pope. ”

Blade didn't move immediately, but felt his chin and looked Harvey left and right.

"Why do you look at the old man like this?" Harvey felt a little uncomfortable, and his heart was slightly angry, who dared to be so presumptuous in front of him and dare to look at him with such scrutinizing eyes!

"Bishop Harveys, you didn't peek, did you?" Blade tilted his head and asked the doubts in his mind.

The halo of light outside the window sprinkled on his face, setting him off like a pure and immaculate angel, Harvey was slightly stunned when he looked at it, and when he reacted, his thin hand slapped the table heavily and got up.

"Who are you as an old man?!" The furious soul power exploded, and the papers on the table flew one after another.

Harvey's furious eyes stared at the blade, threatening to kill him if he didn't agree with him.

Blade hurriedly waved his hand and smiled apologetically: "Bishop Harveys, don't take it seriously, I just said it casually, casually." ”

"Humph!" Harvey snorted and sat down.

"Bishop Harveys, you are busy first, I won't bother you." Blade put the letter into the soul guide and got up to take his leave, turning around.

"If it's about the Pope's oracle, you can come to me for help." After Harvey's face returned to calm, he said lightly towards the back of the blade.

"Got it." After Blade went out, he left under the leadership of Director Cheng Zhu.

Back to Shrek, Blade opened the envelope.

The letter said: Go to the killing capital and bring Lena out, she entered because of you, if you don't go, I will take your life.

Blade: "......"

Ha?!!!!