Chang Yun, one of the seven founding families of the Martial Spirit Palace, is not a strange thing to serve as the pope.

Although it is true that among the seven families, there are thousands of families, and the martial souls of the people of the thousand families are the most powerful and close to the angelic gods.

But after all, the martial soul depends on the person, and not all generations of people from thousands of families can be extremely talented, and they can reach the limit of level ninety-nine without pressure.

Not every generation of thousands of families wants to be a pope, the god of angels does not have the oracle of the surname Qian, and when the seven families founded the Wuhun Palace, there was no rule that only the surname Qian could be the pope.

To put it bluntly, the Martial Spirit Hall has always been the final say, and the Pope sounds like that, but it's actually like that.

Therefore, the position of pope is only held by thousands of families, but it is not absolute, and the seven major families in history have all served as popes to a greater or lesser extent.

There is nothing dirty in this, and the seven families combined with their spouses did not exceed fifty people at their peak, so what is there to fight about.

"Chang Yunchen, if I remember well, Chang Yun's family had an accident in his generation, right?"

Yin Long looked at the book in Qiandaoliu's hand thoughtfully, they may not remember the trivial matters clearly, but they remember the big things like the severance of a family inheritance very clearly.

"That's right, the pope who suddenly disappeared from the papal throne has no one alive or dead, and no descendants have been left behind."

Qingyu then added to make sure that the Hidden Dragon was right.

"Our ancestors have investigated this matter a long time ago, and in the end they couldn't find any results, but there is something strange about the record of this pope."

"No, it's not the book, it's the human ......"

Qiandaoliu put down the book and looked at the staff in front of him.

"Big brother, I personally selected him to come in and help." The hidden dragon also looked at the staff in front of him, and the implication was that there was nothing strange about this person, and he could be trusted.

"Son, wake up." Qiandaoliu didn't pay attention to the hidden dragon, and the angel in his hand lit up and patted the staff on the shoulder.

"Great offering, great offering! There are quirks! The staff member, who had been quiet just a moment ago, suddenly shouted.

This is a young man who is no more than thirty years old, and it is normal for Qiandaoliu to call him a child.

Hidden Dragon and Qingyu instantly stood upside down, and glanced around vigilantly, it was obvious that the staff who were quiet just now were not alone at all!

In other words, he was not him just now.

"Son, calm down, tell me, what happened to you?" The soft soul power in Qiandaoliu's hand was injected into the staff member's body, and the frightened staff member gradually calmed down.

"Just now, just now, I was looking for words about Xuantian in the book according to the request of the Three Worship Lords.

Then the subordinates suddenly heard someone talking, and the subordinates didn't hear the content of the conversation clearly, but heard two titles, Ah Chen and Ziying.

Then the subordinates looked up and saw a man with a papal crown, and a man holding a pagoda in his hand.

That's why the subordinates shouted that it was weird, but then the subordinates suddenly couldn't make a sound, and they couldn't do the action.

"I can only watch them disappear until the Great Worship wakes up his subordinates."

"Where did they disappear?!" Qiandaoliu's eyes lit up.

"It suddenly turned into green smoke, and then it went into the cracks in the ground."

Qiandao looked at the floor tiles with great enthusiasm, and then a golden sword suddenly appeared in his hand and stabbed into the ground.

"Third brother, do it, fourth brother, you quickly lead people to evacuate the people near the library, and then protect the books!"

Then, the soul power around the Thousand Daoliu surged, and it instantly burrowed into the ground, and the hidden dragon followed!

The extreme strength of the peak of the continent makes him fearless!

……

After a meal, Qingyu looked at the big hole vigilantly, after all, Xuantian Tiandi Palace, the ghost knows what strange things will come out.

"It's just that I didn't expect this Xuantian Tiandi Palace to really be under Wuhun City?" Qingyu muttered to herself.

"No, no, at least we didn't find anything." A voice responded to Qingyu, it was a thousand streams.

He was back on the ground, his face a little dazed.

"Big brother, what's wrong?"

"My eldest brother and I have seen lava, but we still haven't found any underground structures." The hidden dragon who followed the thousand streams up, his face was also quite strange.

"Could it be that we are in the wrong place?" Qingyu tried to ask.

"There is no such possibility, Hidden Dragon and I are responsible for one direction, and our spiritual power has scanned the entire underground of Wuhun City, and there is no trace of any building, except for the one we built ourselves."

Qiandaoliu shook his head, on this planet, except for so many existences, there is no one else who can hide from him in terms of spiritual power.

"So, what the staff member saw was an accident?"

"How is it possible, it wasn't that no one came to the library before, people came and went, just today I mentioned the word Xuantian Tiandi Palace unexpectedly, fourth brother, do you think it's possible?"

Hidden Dragon sneered, he remembered clearly that it was after he finished saying the words about Xuantian Tiandi Palace that the staff shouted that there was something strange.

Qingyu was silent, when they reached their realm, many strange and strange things seemed to them to be really not a coincidence.

"Anyway, what is certain is that the disappearance of the last heir of the Changyun family is probably inseparable from this Xuantian Heaven Palace."

Qiandaoliu took back the book, he remembered it very clearly, with a papal crown on his head, and his name was Ah Chen, who else could it be besides the pope of the Changyun family?

'Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda Ning Ziying? Qiandaoliu didn't find any information worth paying attention to in the book, but he did find another more peculiar information.

"Forget it, keep looking." Qiandaoliu shook his head, since he had found a trace, he just kept looking.

"Then, inform Donghui and the second brother to investigate the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect more."

……

"What is there to check about the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect, I know what color the underwear of the previous generations of his family is."

Donghui scratched the back of his head and complained to the crocodile.

"Big brother asks you to check, you can check, why is there so much nonsense." The crocodile who was meditating opened his eyes, glanced at each of the orthogonal Donghui, and closed his eyes.

"That's asking me to check with you, don't try to dump everything on me." Donghui rolled his eyes.

"I'll cooperate with you then." The crocodile still didn't open his eyes.

"Okay, I'll go and see Jian'er and An'er first, anyway, I can't find anything now, so I won't have to wait for the Ontology Sect to be built."

Donghui didn't bother, waved his hand, turned around and left the courtyard.

He didn't seem to care too much about being discovered and his relationship with the Martial Spirit Palace, in fact, he had been staying here for the past few days.

It would be a joke if an Extreme Douluo could be followed, and even as long as he didn't want others to see him, the entire Heaven Dou City wouldn't want to see him.