Half a month later

The day before arriving at Wuhun City, everyone rested for the last night on the plains on the outskirts.

The night was very beautiful, and everyone had a rare gathering on the plain, so they couldn't drink because they went to Wuhun City the next day, otherwise Ning Rongrong would have to show off his skills again.

After the party, Ning Fengzhi handed a wooden box to Chen Xiaoming, Chen Xiaoming took it, his eyes lit up, he didn't say anything, he said a few words to Tang San and the others, and then returned to his carriage alone.

When the wooden box was opened, there was a right leg bone inside, which exuded a faint fluctuation of soul power, only about a thousand years, and Chen Xiaoming didn't care when he saw it.

The soul bones that Tang San handed over to him a few days ago, as well as the soul bones of the two people from Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, were all taken out.

Four crystal clear soul bones, left leg bone, right leg bone, right arm bone, skull, a total of four soul bones, plus Chen Xiaoming's left arm bone, in a short period of time, Chen Xiaoming was about to get together the soul bone set.

"Whew."

"Dididi, you take a deep breath and gain +100000 experience"

Before ascension, take a deep breath, this is a habit that Chen Xiaoming has developed.

Then Chen Xiaoming was not polite, first picked up the left leg bone, and then used his hand speed for many years to upgrade crazily.

10,000 Year Soul Bone: 51000.... 61000...71000....81000...91000...100000

However, after a while, I saw a flash of red light on the bone of my left leg, which was directly raised to the level of 100,000 years.

Looking at the 100,000-year-old left leg bone in his hand, Chen Xiaoming casually put it aside, then picked up the remaining three soul bones and promoted them to the 100,000-year level in turn.

However, after half an hour's effort, the four soul bones in front of Chen Xiaoming have already changed greatly, and the faint fluctuations of 100,000 years of soul power are exuding, which is really comfortable to look at.

"It's time to start."

Starting from the right arm bone, Chen Xiaoming sat cross-legged, and then began to absorb the soul bone, a hundred thousand year soul bone, for Chen Xiaoming, there was not much waste.

When the night was slightly cool, Chen Xiaoming finally opened his eyes, stretched his body relaxed and happily, and the sound of interlaced bones came out, Chen Xiaoming could feel that his limbs contained huge strength.

If the soul ring improves the soul power, then the soul bone improves the soul master's physique.

Fused with five 100,000-year-old soul bones, Chen Xiaoming felt that now with his strength alone, he could smash the weaker Title Douluo.

After all, soul masters are all crispy mages, and when they encounter a tank like him, they all have to kneel!

"Well, it's a little cooler with this kind of power."

Clenched his fists, this kind of explosive power, Chen Xiaoming said that it was more suitable for him.

"Now, it's time for the last torso bone."

There are six parts of the soul master's body, corresponding to six soul bones, and the trunk bone is the rarest.

But it doesn't matter, Chen Xiaoming seems to remember the last soul bone, kill a 100,000-year soul beast, and it will definitely fall.

The light in his eyes flickered, and Chen Xiaoming couldn't help flashing the figures of the ten fierce beasts in his mind.

Do you want to kill the emperor, or do you want to kill the evil emperor?

It seems that both of these can be used, but it is a little difficult to choose for a while.

"No matter, let's see first, then it's up to the two of them to be unlucky."

Tomorrow is going to the Martial Spirit Palace, and the torso bones may be in the Martial Spirit Palace, so Chen Xiaoming is not in a hurry for a while.

The most important thing is that the 100,000-year soul bone has never been his goal, this is just the beginning.

After the soul bone was absorbed, Chen Xiaoming's figure flashed, and he still fell on the carriage, lying on the canopy of the carriage, looking at the stars in the starry sky.

I closed my eyes slightly and fell asleep.

The next day

The area of Wuhun City is not large, compared to huge cities like Heaven Dou City and Soto City, Wuhun City is much smaller, and the area is not even one-tenth of Heaven Dou City.

However, the walls of Wuhun City are eighty meters high, which looks extremely majestic from the outside, and the thickness of the city walls is more than thirty meters, which is completely made of granite.

The hexagonal city has six city walls, and on each of the six city walls, there is a huge relief, symbolizing six powerful martial spirits.

Chen Xiaoming, who originally thought that he would be given a grand welcome, did not have the expected welcome after arriving in Wuhun City, but was quite deserted.

This made Chen Xiaoming a little puzzled for a while?

I've killed four of them, and Bibi Dong is still calm, and this scheming is too deep.

But it's better if Bibi Dong doesn't come, he is happy and leisurely, just take a stroll around Wuhun City.

However, Chen Xiaoming didn't know that in the Pope's Palace at this moment, the Pope was even more angry than Bibi Dong.

"Damn."

In the huge papal palace, a woman was furious, the woman was not tall, wearing a luxurious black robe with gold patterns, wearing a nine-curved purple and gold crown, and holding a scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless gems. Fair skin, almost perfect looks.

It's just that at this moment, her eyes are full of anger, which seems to be a little mismatched with the invisible noble and divine aura exuded from her.

The woman is the Pope Bibi Dong of the Wuhun Palace, the generation of empresses who led the Wuhun Hall to glory.

"Chen Xiaoming, okay, I remember you!"

As the Pope, how could she have been threatened like this, if it weren't for the fact that her subordinates were killed by Chen Xiaoming, how could she be so forbearing.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo were the few people in the Martial Spirit Hall who stood on her side, and most of the rest of the people stood on the side of Qiandaoliu.

As soon as Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo and the others died, there were all the people who could be used by Bibi Dou's subordinates.

Otherwise, how could Chen Xiaoming enter Wuhun City safe and sound.

Pope Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he glanced out the window coldly, the Martial Spirit City under the quiet night, it was really quiet and a little scary.

On the other side, Chen Xiaoming, who had been shopping for a long time, returned to the arranged residence, glanced at the same deep starry night, and muttered unconsciously in his mouth.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is a good time to kill!"

He smiled lightly, and then the figure flashed, and it was gone.

Wuhun City, as the main city of Wuhun Palace, is naturally heavily guarded, and even the soldiers patrolling have a large number of soul masters, so to speak, with such vigilance, nothing will happen in Wuhun City.

"Huh."

Under the dark night, a figure passed by, and within a moment's effort, he came to the residence arranged by this soul master competition.

The figure was dressed in a black robe, as if it was integrated with the surrounding environment, and the soul master guards in charge of guarding were not aware of her existence at all.

The figure was also decisive, and went straight to one place, and in the flickering of the figure, it had already entered a room, and a cold light flashed, silently piercing into a place.

"Poof."

There was a strange sound, and the figure was stunned, but then he didn't hesitate and retreated directly, but as soon as he came out, he saw a figure floating in the air.

The faint moonlight was scattered, and the figure seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and smiled indifferently.

"Are you looking for me?"