The Extreme North City is quite prosperous, perhaps because he has been busy fighting and comprehending the origin of the bloodline, this time it is rare to relax, Chen Xiaoming has been in the Extreme North City for nearly half a month.

For half a month, Chen Xiaoming has been shopping around the Far North City, but he has a lot of fun.

At night, Chen Xiaoming returned to his place of residence after finishing his leisurely life again, and rested early.

He's done shopping around the Far North, and he's leaving tomorrow.

Just when Chen Xiaoming was resting, at the south gate of the Extreme North City, two figures quietly came in and walked in the direction of the main hall of the martial soul in the city.

At this moment, in the main hall of the martial soul, Scott was anxiously waiting, the news from the martial soul hall, the two worshippers will arrive today, and he, as the bishop of the first hall, is waiting here.

"Whoa, whoa."

Two black-robed figures rushed in, and Scott was stunned when he saw it, but then felt the faint fluctuations emanating from the other party, and immediately reacted.

"Subordinate Scott, I've seen two worship adults."

He bowed down respectfully and saluted the two respectfully.

"Well, are you sure?"

One of the voices asked faintly, sweat was already on Scott's forehead, and the faint power emanating from the two of them gave him great pressure.

"The two adults, because the other party is strong, don't dare to rashly send people to monitor, for fear of startling the snake."

As soon as the words were finished, the pressure on his shoulders couldn't help but be a little heavier, and Scott hurriedly continued.

"However, the subordinates have sent people to monitor the exit of the city, and until today, no trace of the other party has been found, and it should still be in the city."

"Should?"

There was a hint of displeasure in his words, and the sweat on Scott's forehead slid down, and he couldn't help but bend down a little lower.

"Well, well done."

Just as the situation became more and more tense, another figure chuckled and spoke, and the pressure on Scott's shoulders suddenly relaxed, and he breathed a fierce sigh of relief.

There was still a trace of displeasure in the figure of the exit before, but thinking of the strength of the other party, he still didn't say anything more.

Under the silent night, the Far North City seemed very quiet, but under this tranquility, the figures of the Martial Spirit Hall were moving, looking for something.

Early the next morning

"Whew, I slept so well, it's time to leave today."

Stretch your waist, I've been in the Far North City for half a month, I've played everything I should play, and it's time to go to other places.

Leisurely, relaxed, and when the experience points are enough, you will upgrade it, which is called life.

What kind of hard cultivation day by day, and then getting stronger or something, there is really no joy in life at all.

Out of the south gate of the extreme north city, Chen Xiaoming went all the way south, and after walking not far, he came to an empty plain, and now in this season, there is still a thick snow on the ground, and the snow is white.

Chen Xiaoming glanced at it, nodded with satisfaction, and stopped his steps.

"Come out, you've been following all the way, aren't you tired?"

Behind the hillside not far behind, two figures came slowly, the figures were shrouded in black robes, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

Chen Xiaoming chuckled and turned his head, looking at the two people who came indifferently.

From the beginning of the extreme northern city, Chen Xiaoming noticed that someone was following him behind him, after all, he had comprehended the space avenue for so long, and he couldn't even find out if he was being followed, it would be a shame.

"You two, follow me all the way, is there anything wrong?"

The two figures who arrived didn't expect Chen Xiaoming to find themselves, let alone that he would be so indifferent.

One of the figures stepped forward, and nine soul rings slowly rose from under their feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.

Two yellow, two purple, and five black, it is a very standard soul ring configuration, symbolizing the strength of the other party's Title Douluo.

Nine soul rings condensed around the figure, and a terrifying soul pressure pressed towards Chen Xiaoming.

"Your Excellency would like to invite Your Excellency to the Martial Spirit Hall as a guest!"

The cold words sounded, and the coercion of the figure on Chen Xiaoming's body increased a little more.

"Yo, Wuhun Palace?"

Chen Xiaoming sighed lightly, how could the Martial Spirit Hall find him for no reason, it seems that he has nothing to do with the Martial Spirit Palace.

Could it be that where did the Martial Spirit Hall know that it had a 100,000-year soul ring?

For a while, Chen Xiaoming was interested.

"I don't know what the Pope is looking for me for, but I'm very busy right now, and I don't have time!"

smiled indifferently, but Chen Xiaoming completely ignored the coercion on his body, just such a little soul power coercion, at most at the Contra Douluo level, and he didn't even have the qualifications to let him shoot.

I don't know if the Title Douluo in front of me is stupid? The nine soul rings have been revealed, so give yourself a Contra-level soul power coercion, who do you look down on?

"Do you want to refuse?"

There was a bit of coldness in his words, and the soul power pressure on Chen Xiaoming's body finally broke through to the level of Title Douluo in an instant.

"Yes and what!"

From beginning to end, Chen Xiaoming didn't put the two in his eyes, if he hadn't wanted to tease them, he would have ended the fight by now.

"Huh."

"The fifth soul skill, the chain shadow is heavy."

Chen Xiaoming's words fell, his figure moved instantly, the fifth soul ring on his body flashed, a black Death Scythe appeared, the deep black light floated, and the Death Chain wrapped around the Death Scythe flew out in an instant, turning into countless chain shadows, but in an instant, Chen Xiaoming was tied up.

The figure is the Titled Douluo of the Wuhun Palace, with a soul power of up to level ninety-one, the Martial Soul Death Scythe, the Title of Death, and is one of the few Titled Douluo in the Wuhun Hall who does not stand on the side.

This mission was personally commissioned by Pope Bibi Dong.

Seeing that the blow was successful, Death God Douluo couldn't help but be stunned, but then he thought of the actual gap between each other, and it was also clear.

It's just that when his eyes looked at Chen Xiaoming's indifferent expression, Death God Douluo was still stunned, and his heart was suddenly broken for no reason.

It's really a bit smooth and overdone, and the other party didn't resist when they came to resist.

Also thinking of this, there was another Martial Spirit Hall Title Douluo who had been silent beside him, and at this moment, he flashed and stood beside Death Douluo.

"Be careful, old ghost."

The figure has been partnered with Death Douluo for many years, and he is also a Titled Douluo with a soul power of up to ninety-one, and his martial soul is Snow Wolf, Titled Snow Wolf.

"You two, do you know why I found you a long time ago, but I want to stop here?"

Just when the situation was silent, Chen Xiaoming, who had not resisted, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and asked softly.

The two Titled Douluo were obviously stunned, but before they could answer, Chen Xiaoming looked around at the surrounding environment. The snow is vast, and it is very quiet and peaceful.

"Don't you think it's a good place to bury?"