The two people who were originally in the Moon Reading Space had no resistance in the face of Amaterasu, their bodies were burned to the ground, and in a gust of breeze, Puffer Fish Douluo and Snake Spear Douluo turned into flying ashes.

Seeing this strange scene, everyone shuddered, and everyone who had rushed up stopped their classes.

"Hiss~"

The people on the ground didn't take a breath of cool air, not to mention the battle of Title Douluo, even if it was a Contra Douluo-level battle, it was rare to see it, but today I not only saw it, but also saw the fall of Title Douluo, and the most unexpected thing was three seconds, it only took three seconds, and the two powerful Title Douluo were killed by that man like this.

This kind of scene, which may not have been dreamed of at night, actually happened around me like this.

With the death of the two Titled Douluo, Wen Twelve suddenly thumped his chest.

"What a waste! It's two martial spirits, so it's a waste. ”

On the other side, Bibi Dong's whole face was gloomy and terrifying, the two Titled Douluo, even if they were themselves, it was impossible to solve it so quickly, and it seemed that Wen Twelve was very relaxed.

Is the gap so big? It seems that it must be called, with a long howl from Bibi Dong.

In the Hall of Elders in the Martial Spirit Palace, seven powerful auras rose.

In the blink of an eye, there were seven more people in the field again, they were wearing golden robes, and each of them had different embroidered patterns on their bodies, the patterns were embroidered with silver wire, each representing their martial spirits.

The gold robe and silver embroidery represent the worship of the Elder Hall of the Martial Spirit Palace. The Martial Soul Hall has been in operation for many years, and its profound heritage is incomparable to any soul master sect.

And even more powerful is the worship in the Hall of Elders, all the original offerings in the Martial Spirit Hall were promoted by the elders in the Hall of Elders, and the conditions for promotion and worship are very simple, but they are also extremely difficult, that is, they need to break through the ninety-fifth level, and at least have more than ninety-six soul power to be regarded as offerings.

And after becoming an enshrinement, they will have a transcendent status in the Martial Spirit Palace, and they can even be exempted from the Pope's orders, only obey the master of the Hall of Elders, and the dispatch of the Great Offering is not an extremely important matter, they will never be easily dispatched, but they will only practice silently in the Hall of Elders.

The first is the Great Offering, the ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo Qiandaoliu, and the one next to him is the ninety-level Titled Golden Crocodile Douluo.

The people in Wuhun City already felt breathless when they saw the seven people who appeared again, they originally thought that the 10 Titled Douluo were already the family of Wuhun Palace, but they didn't expect that Wuhun Hall actually had hole cards, a full 7 Titled Douluo, and from the breath on their bodies, it could be seen that each of these seven was extremely powerful, especially the one who was the leader looked unfathomable.

Seeing the appearance of several people, Yiyu twisted his neck.

"Oh, finally something interesting, let's have some fun."

The leader of Qiandaoliu looked at Wen Twelve with a flat expression.

"Junior, cultivation is not easy, you have reached the strength of Title Douluo at a young age, and the 100,000-year soul ring is unprecedented, I believe that as long as you work hard, you will be able to take that step soon, but you shouldn't provoke us."

"Huh? Shouldn't I mess with you? Robbed my students, seriously injured my younger brother, and hit the attention of my younger siblings, it's not me who can't be provoked, it's you! ”

Wen Twelve looked at Qiandaoliu teasingly, and the voice spread to everyone's ears.

Bibi Dong on the side was about to die of anger when he heard Wen Twelve's words, as if it was you who made the trouble!

Qiandaoliu on the side glanced at Bibi Dong and sighed.

"Junior, it's not easy for you to practice, as long as you join our Martial Spirit Palace, we can not only take the past, but also help you take the last step."

"Oh, compensation?"

Hearing Qiandaoliu's words, Wen Twelve looked interested.

"Tell me, how are you going to help me take the last step?"

Wen Twelve's answer made Qiandaoliu see hope, he was not afraid of Wen Twelve, but really cherished his talents, after all, Wen Twelve reached the title Douluo at a young age, and the whole body had a hundred thousand years of soul ring, the two sides did not have too much deep hatred, just a platinum bishop, compared to nothing, as long as it was cultivated well, there would be one more god in the Martial Spirit Hall at that time.

"Regardless of the past suspicions? And you want to train me vigorously? Blame the embarrassment. ”

Wen Twelve rubbed his hands, as if he was a little moved.

"What do you use to cultivate vigorously?"

Thinking of this, Qiandaoliu decided to take out more things, and took out the rare treasures one by one.

Wen Twelve's eyes flashed with golden light, who doesn't like this for nothing.

After a while, Qiandaoliu finally stopped and looked at Wen Twelve.

"I don't know what the little friend thinks?"

Wen Twelve quietly put his things into his backpack.

"Since the Martial Spirit Hall thinks so highly of me, as long as you promise me something, this matter will be considered a promise."

Hearing Wen Twelve's words, Qiandaoliu straightened his body.

"No problem, as long as the Martial Spirit Hall has it, Xiaoyou can bring it up."

"Is it really okay?"

Qiandaoliu heard Wen Twelve's inquiry again, and although he was a little puzzled, he still nodded.

"That's right...... Your Excellency said..."

"Then you're welcome, I want the inheritance of the angel god."

With Wen XII's words, the whole scene fell silent.

After a while, Qiandaoliu frowned, and his voice was a little serious.

"Your Excellency is joking... Angel God Inheritance is my ......"

"I'm not joking with you, I don't need to say much, in a word, you give it or not."

At the end of speaking, Wen Twelve had already put away his smile, and his face became serious.

Looking at Wen Twelve's appearance, Qiandaoliu's face became gloomy, and his eyes looked at Wen Twelve.

"Are you teasing me?"

Wen XII spread out his hands.

"Isn't that what you said you promised me?"

“………”

Qiandaoliu lowered his head and was silent, Wen Twelve was not in a hurry, just looked at Qiandaoliu like this.

Hurry up and refuse, if you refuse, I'll rob you! Hurry up!

After a while, Qiandaoliu raised his head and looked at Wen Twelve fixedly.

Looking at Qiandaoliu's appearance, Wen Twelve was already eager to try and ready to do it.

"I promise you!"

"Ahh????h

Qiandaoliu's words made Wen Twelve stunned, and then looked at him in shock, a little incredulous.

"You promised?"

Qiandaoliu nodded and looked at Wen Twelve seriously.

"I can promise you, but you also have to promise me one condition."

Wen Twelve frowned.

"On what terms?"

Qiandaoliu looked at Wen Twelve and said word by word.

"I want you to be the Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace."

"What?"

"Impossible!"

"Is the Great Offering Crazy?"

Bibi Dong also looked at Qiandaoliu in shock.

"Are you crazy?"

The people watching the play on the ground are also stupid, what is this? What the hell is it, kill the platinum bishop of your family, no matter what you don't ask, people knock on the door, you step on the horse and ask someone to be the pope?