Feng Xiaotian won, Lin Yan lost, although many people couldn't believe this result, but the facts were already in front of them.

Lin Yan, a seventy-third-level soul saint, lost to the fifty-fourth-level soul king Feng Xiaotian.

Winning this battle, Feng Xiaotian also ranked first among the white cardinals.

He can have fifteen thousand points to contribute points, and exchange them into gold soul coins, which is 150,000 gold soul coins.

"I'll beat you next time." Lin Yan opened her mouth and said, this time she knew that she was careless.

I only heard about Feng Xiaotian, but I didn't really understand it, and I didn't expect Feng Xiaotian to really challenge her.

To put it bluntly, she is still a little underestimated, but he is a soul saint, and his opponent is the soul king, no matter who he is, he will underestimate the enemy.

But a loss is a loss, and there is nothing to justify.

But at this time, Bibi Dong comforted: "Lin Yan, you are careless, although you lost the game, I hope you must perform well in the promotion battle of the cardinal in yellow, and don't despise anyone." ”

Lin Yan knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, this battle will be remembered by me for the rest of my life, and I will definitely be ashamed in the future." ”

"Well, I hope to see that day come."

"Okay, the next challenge can continue, you come with me." Bibi Host.

"Yes, His Majesty." Feng Xiaotian replied.

Following Pope Bibi Dong, the two of them went straight to the hall of the Pope's Palace, after all, it was very close to the soul fighting venue, and they couldn't walk far.

After Feng Xiaotian and Bibi Dong left, the discussion began to be lively again, all of them were envious of Feng Xiaotian, and some even thought that it was the Pope's partiality.

But when they thought that Feng Xiaotian could defeat the Soul Saint with the realm of the Soul King, they felt that it was normal again, and they were partial to Feng Xiaotian, which seemed to be the same as it should be.

The ranking battle of the white cardinal continues, but Feng Xiaotian has already left the venue, and it is logical that he has won the title of the first white cardinal.

Coming to the Papal Palace, Bibi Dong sat in the Pope's seat.

I saw her wave her hands and take out two soul bones.

"These are the only two soul bones here that are more than 80,000 years old, one is the 83,000-year-old right leg bone and the 86,000-year-old right arm bone, but the two soul bones don't seem to fit you very well, but they can be used reluctantly, do you think it's suitable to choose one."

"If you don't want it, you can wait, and it won't be too late for our Martial Spirit Hall to find an 80,000-year-level soul bone suitable for you." Bibi Host.

Bibi Dong has two 80,000-year-old soul bones, which are not suitable for him, and it doesn't seem to be suitable for the people around him, and the soul bones that his parents and himself need are actually similar.

Ling'er shouldn't need it, Bibi Dong's two soul bones should be used as an auxiliary system.

"Your Majesty, there is one thing I want to ask you for help with, it doesn't matter if you want a soul bone or not." The wind laughs at the sky.

"Are you sure? Don't want soul bones, what do you need me to do for you? What is more important than an 80,000-year-old soul bone? Bibi Dong said curiously.

In fact, Feng Xiaotian was thinking about 80,000 years of soul bones, which was a bit low, his goal was at least 100,000 years, and he already knew that there were in the Sunset Forest.

In addition, the Titan Giant Ape and the Azure Bull Python in the Star Dou Great Forest are both the objects of his hunting, and there are still them in the sea.

It seems that these 80,000-year-old soul bones are not so needed.

Now that he has lived in the Douluo Continent for more time, his cultivation has become higher and higher, and he knows the general plot, and his vision is getting higher and higher.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I don't think there are many people on this continent who can help us in this matter." The wind laughs at the sky.

"Then you talk about it, now you are also a member of my Martial Spirit Palace, if it is not too much, I will also help you." Bibi Host.

"Your Majesty, I want you to send me to the Killing Capital, I want to get the Killing God Realm." The wind laughs at the sky.

Killing City, Feng Xiaotian's original plan was not to go, it was too dangerous, he could survive in the Killing Capital, but it was impossible to go to Hell Road.

Because the King of Killing does not allow it, but Bibi Dong is different, he is familiar with the far plot, and if the Killing City wants to survive, he is qualified to go to Hell Road, and only the people brought by the King of Killing can do it.

Someone else? That would be tantamount to death, and it would be easy for the King of Slaughter to kill you.

Originally, Feng Xiaotian also planned to go to the Wind God Valley after the end of the Advanced Soul Master Competition to inherit the position of the Wind God, but now that he has the opportunity to inherit the killing domain, why not go?

Even if he can't become an Shura God in the future, the killing realm can increase most of his combat power.

As for the Valley of the Wind God, then wait until the Killing Capital comes out before going.

Bibi Dong listened, Feng Xiaotian's request, and immediately stood up.

"The Killing Capital? Are you sure? Why did you let me send you? Bibi Dong wondered.

"Because the Pope has crossed the Hell Road in the Killing Capital, I think it's safest for you to send me there." The wind laughs at the sky.

Just after Feng Xiaotian finished speaking, Bibi Dong's momentum immediately changed. A murderous aura was released from Bibi Dong's body.

That's right, this is the breath of killing gods, the realm of killing gods.

Feng Xiaotian felt as if his body was a little disobedient, and he began to tremble, and suddenly felt a little powerless.

This is the effect of the God Killing Realm, reducing the opponent's strength and amplifying one's own strength.

"How do you know I have the God Killing Realm?" Bibi Dong's sharp eyes looked at him, as if he was about to eat Fengxiaotian.

Feng Xiaotian hurriedly used his spiritual power to add the soul bone of his head to keep himself awake, slowly raised his head to look at Bibi Dong, and said: "I also heard from people, it is a mysterious person, I don't know who it is, he said that there are two people who have the God Killing Realm today, one is the current Pope, and the other is Tang Hao of Haotian Sect." ”

"Mystery man?" Bibi Dong asked.

"Yes, that person thinks that I have the potential to go to the Killing Capital, because I have a lot of self-created soul skills, my body is also extremely powerful, and I also have external soul bones, I should be able to adapt to the life of the Killing Capital, it's a pity not to go." Feng Xiaotian said deliberately, there is no mystery person at all.

"What else did the mystery man say?" Bibi Dong asked curiously.

"He also said that if you want to get the God Killing Domain, you must go to Hell Road, and to go to Hell Road, you must get a hundred victories in the Killing Capital, but if you want to go to Hell Road safely, you can't kill it yourself, you must have two strong people in the world who have the God Killing Domain to take it, otherwise going is equivalent to death." Feng Xiaotian replied.

It's also very clear.

"Who's that mystery man?" Bibi Dong asked again.

"I don't know, listening to the voice, he should be a little older, and I didn't see his face and martial spirit, he was always wearing a black robe, and he left after speaking." Feng Xiaotian Dao, under Bibi Dong's god-killing domain, Feng Xiaotian felt that it was not so easy to speak.

Not only did he reduce his strength, but he also had to bear the murderous aura released by Bibi Dong, who had such a strong murderous aura in the past, he was a little uncomfortable, and the sweat on his back had already wet his clothes.

(End of chapter)