And today, when I was here, I was actually threatened by the leading teacher of a small senior soul master academy.

The anger was about to explode in an instant, and looking at Wen Twelve in front of him, the platinum bishop showed a cruel smile.

"Okay, I want to see why I can't get out of your little senior soul master academy's leading teacher."

At this moment, a voice came from behind him.

"As the platinum bishop of the dignified Martial Spirit Palace, don't you think it's too much to say about forcibly recruiting in my Heaven Dou Empire?"

The platinum bishop snorted coldly, knowing that recruiting Ling'er to the Martial Spirit Hall would probably be fruitless.

Everyone looked up, it was the Snow Night Emperor who came, and it was Ning Fengzhi who walked with him, and the two came over and showed a kind smile to Ling'er.

Wen Twelve on the side watched Ning Fengzhi's eyes glow with golden light, and unconsciously rubbed his hands. The daughter of the rich man seems to still owe her money, or she will finish looking for him now.

"Humph!"

Looking at the two people who came, the platinum bishop took the opportunity to make trouble.

"Your Heaven Dou Empire is really full of talents, a group of leading teachers from the Soul Master Academy dare to say wild words, I can't get out of the Fighting Soul Arena, I want to see why he can't let me get out!"

Walking in and hearing the words of the platinum bishop, both of them frowned and looked at Wen Twelve, they didn't expect him to say such crazy words, you must know that even they can't do it, it's not that they don't dare, but they have to consider the revenge after the Wuhun Palace, but as the emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire, Emperor Xueyue will not hand over Wen Twelve to him for the genius of Ling'er, and speak out to relieve Wen Twelve.

"This teacher is also very protective of the calf, after all, when the Platinum Bishop comes up and wants to snatch his students, everyone will be angry."

Ning Fengzhi opened his mouth unhurriedly.

"That's right. I don't think the Platinum Bishop will take this little thing to heart. ”

Having said this, if he is entangled, it seems that he is too stingy, after all, Wen Twelve is like an ant in his eyes, and he is a platinum bishop of the Martial Spirit Palace.

"You're in luck."

Bishop Platinum took a deep look at Wen XII and dropped a word, before turning around and preparing to leave.

"Wait..."

Wen Twelve, who was originally about to think about how to ask for the account, instantly came back to his senses and watched the platinum bishop who was about to leave take a step forward.

"Old man, did I let you go?"

“……… Are you crazy? ”

At this time, the people next to him couldn't help but think that Wen Twelve was crazy, even the Snow Night Emperor and Ning Fengzhi felt extremely puzzled, the two sighed, shook their heads, they wanted to find death, they couldn't help it, this person insulted again and again, it was a platinum bishop of the Martial Spirit Palace? That is one of the only four bishops after the Pope, and his strength has naturally reached the Contra level.

"Excellent! I'm here to see what you're going to do! ”

As the platinum bishop of the Wuhun Palace, Salas himself was very arrogant, and was provoked by Wen twelve times in a row, and Salas broke out directly.

I saw that with the release of the martial spirit, a pair of huge bat wings grew behind him, and a pair of eyes shone with green light.

The eight soul rings of 2 yellow, 3 purple and 3 black slowly rose, and the huge momentum made the entire nearby students couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking at Wen Twelve's eyes flashing with pity.

"This man is dead."

Feeling the momentum of Salas pressing over, Wen Twelve's face was normal.

Just when everyone thought that Wen Twelve was too frightened to move, Wen Twelve slowly raised his head and looked at Salas with a hint of a smile.

"Do you like to use momentum to suppress people? Then I'll show you what momentum is! ”

As Wen Twelve finished speaking, a ball of lightning appeared out of thin air in front of him, exuding a terrifying and violent energy.

The Snowy Night Emperor and Ning Fengzhi's eyelids jumped at the same time, feeling the frenzied power contained in the thunder ball in front of Wen Twelve, they had no doubt that as long as there was an explosion, the entire Heaven Dou City would be razed to the ground.

The next moment, they saw Wen Twelve's hand slowly stretched out into the blue thunderball.

What is he going to do, is he looking for death? Several of the stronger people present subconsciously took a step back.

The manic thunder and lightning in the blue thunderball, accompanied by Wen Twelve's outstretched hand, slowly turned into a bow, a bow made of pure thunder element, making a crackling sound.

With Wen XII holding it in his right hand and pulling the string in his left hand, the arrow that had also been forged by the pure thunder element appeared in his hand, and Wen XII slowly aimed at Salas in the distance.

And the most shocking thing is that on Wen Twelve's body, a full 9 soul rings have risen, all of which are 100,000-year soul rings without exception.

"No way, I'm dreaming."

Ning Fengzhi and the Snow Night Emperor were like ghosts, the higher they stood, the more their horizons opened, compared to Ling'er and a few people, they knew better what the 100,000-year soul ring meant, but since there were a full 9 of them, the Bone Douluo who was protecting them behind them directly moved, blocking in front of the two of them, and at the same time released their martial souls.

2 yellow, 3 purple, 4 black, 9 soul rings were slowly rising, and I saw Bone Douluo looking at Wen Twelve with a solemn gaze, although his target was not Ning Fengzhi and the Snow Night Emperor, but for their safety, Bone Douluo was more careful at night.

Salas in the distance also widened his eyes, now he didn't have time to be surprised by anything, he only felt that a substantial momentum locked on him, like a mountain pressing on his body, bloodshot eyes appeared, his body couldn't move at all, and cold sweat had wet his robe?

"I can't hide, I'm going to die, I'm really going to die!"

For the first time, Salas felt so close to death, as if Wen Twelve had no resistance as long as he let go, and the thunderbolt pierced his chest, turning into ashes and dissipating into the air.

"How? The feeling of being pressed, isn't it? ”

Looking at Salas, who couldn't move, Wen Twelve said with a smile, and then deliberately made a move to let go, but this action frightened the students next to him.

"Title Douluo's blow, he is so close, will he not be able to find the bones."

"Even if you run, you can't run away, you must know that the battle of Title Douluo can affect a city."

Even Bone Douluo Ye was taken aback, pulling Ning Fengzhi and the Snow Night Emperor to prepare to run.

Looking at the appearance of everyone, Wen Twelve grinned and comforted.

"Don't be so nervous, calm down."

But it didn't help, but it made everyone feel more smiling at the devil.

Finally, the Snow Night Emperor on the side couldn't help but speak, after all, a platinum bishop of the Martial Soul Hall let him die in front of him like this, and it was not easy for the Martial Soul Hall to explain.