It took Chu Nan and his party two days to return to the Martial Spirit Palace.

Looking at the majestic and magnificent Martial Spirit Temple, Chu Nan was also a little excited, and shouted: "Finally go home!" ”

After all, His Highness the Holy Son is still a child.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, looking at Chu Nan's somewhat excited appearance, looked at each other and smiled slightly, and then followed Chu Nan and walked towards the main hall.

When Chu Nan and his party came to the door of the main hall, they actually heard the voice of Pope Bibi Dong venting his anger.

"Humph! Golden Crocodile King, that old guy dared to confront me at a meeting! ”

"Relying on himself as the second worship of the Douluo Palace, he simply regards the Wuhun Hall as his own home, and dictates the affairs of my Wuhun Palace! Who is the Pope of the Wuhun Palace! ”

Bursts of cold murderous aura spread from the main hall, and it seemed that His Majesty the Great Pope had suffered a lot of anger at the internal meeting.

Bibi Dong is not a thousand thousand diseases, and there is no relationship between the layers of thousands of streams as a guarantee.

In addition, compared to the worship of the Douluo Palace, Bibi Dong's age and qualifications are still shallow, although his strength is outstanding, but he has not yet reached the point of being alone in the world, so he naturally cannot be convinced by your offerings, so that he is frequently angry.

"Teacher, don't be angry, your body matters..."

Hu Liena and Xiao Nizi comforted Bibi Dong weakly beside her.

"How can you not be angry, the Douluo Hall worshippers are becoming more and more unscrupulous now, and they don't take me, the Pope, in their eyes at all!"

Bibi Dong's face was very gloomy.

Now only she and her beloved disciples are in the main hall, Bibi Dong is quick to speak.

At this time, Chu Nan pushed open the door of the main hall.

"Sister, I'm back."

Chu Nan listened outside the door for a while before he opened his mouth and said.

And Ju Ghost Douluo, who had been following His Royal Highness the Holy Son, had already left first.

At present, His Majesty the Pope is angry, and unrelated people like himself have rushed in, but I am afraid that they will be beaten as a punching bag on the spot.

Hearing Chu Nan's voice, Bibi Dong's gloomy face changed instantly, and a smile barely appeared on his delicate face under the rage.

Seeing that her lovely brother was back, the haze in her heart quietly dispelled a little.

The noble Pope came to Chu Nan, put down all his figures, hugged Chu Nan in his arms, and was intimate for a while before he said: "Stinky brother, it's back, how is it, is the process smooth?" ”

Bibi Dong looked at his lovely brother, and the grievances in his heart couldn't help but surge, and the corners of his eyes were covered with a layer of crystal clear brilliance.

Chu Nan naturally knew his sister's pain in his heart.

In front of everyone, she is the incomparably noble Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace, but in the end, the old lady is just a woman, a poor woman.

The huge Martial Spirit Palace, proud dreams, and countless responsibilities are almost all supported by her alone.

"Sister, don't cry, don't cry, I've gained a lot in the Star Dou Great Forest!"

Chu Nan pretended to be proud and said, not mentioning the attack, his sister was already under pressure enough, and there was no need to worry about her own affairs.

"Huh, huh? Xiao Nan, what have you gained, talk to your sister and make her happy. ”

Bibi Dong laughed.

"Yes, Brother Nan, what have you gained, I want to see it too."

Hu Liena Xiaonizi probed her brain next to her, and her eyes were full of curiosity.

"Hehe, don't be scared!"

Chu Nan pretended to be mysterious.

After saying that, he released the authority of the Super Martial Soul Emperor, and two crystal bright purple soul rings, with boundless royal momentum, slowly rose from under his feet.

Bibi Dong and Hu Liena looked at the two purple thousand-year-old soul rings that exuded brilliant brilliance, and couldn't help but lose their minds for a while.

6 years old, double thousand years old soul ring great soul master!

Genius, a genius like no other!

Bibi Dong suddenly felt that the grievances he had endured were nothing, he had this extremely proud genius monster brother, the power and power of this Wuhun Palace, and the power and power of the entire Douluo Continent, wouldn't it come and go as soon as he was recruited!

"Sister, don't worry, I will help you repay the grievances you suffered today!"

Chu Nan's tone was full of cold killing intent, and after listening for so long, he probably knew the cause and effect of the matter.

He had never heard of these internal things in the Wuhun Hall in the past six years, and even when he first read the original book, he didn't find any clues between the lines.

I thought that there was just a disagreement between my sister and Douluo Palace, but I didn't expect that the two sides had already accumulated grievances for a long time!

The great worship of Qiandaoliu is inconvenient to turn his face directly with Bibi Dong due to identity reasons, so he has been allowing the rest of the offerings to conflict with Bibi Dong, and the crime is unforgivable!

In the original work, Bibi Dong relied on his own strong talent, and the double martial soul became a god at the hundredth level, following the position of the Rakshasa god, only to really quell all the opposition in the martial soul hall in the late stage, but it also took twenty or thirty years to consume all the youth of a woman in internal friction.

Chu Nan will never allow the repetition of the original work, since he has already embarked on the path of a soul master, then all this will be fought by him!

"Xiao Nan, you've really grown up."

Bibi Dong doted on his cute brother's little head, and sighed slightly in his heart.

However, is it really that easy to confront the worshippers of the Martial Spirit Palace?

The power and power accumulated by the worshippers for a long time are far from being able to compete with Pope Bibi Dong and His Son Chu Nan, who have just ascended the throne.

Even if Chu Nan has the favor of the Supreme God of Death, the only thing the two sisters and brothers can do at this stage is forbearance, forbearance, and forbearance.

Only when the strength of the sister and brother really reaches the top of the world can they really have a chance to turn over. Otherwise, a premature outbreak will only lead the siblings to the end of their rope and become the laughing stock of the enemy.

Both sisters and brothers understand this truth, so Bibi Dong did not take any substantive measures, but simply complained in the hall to spread anger.

This kind of thing can be put in front of the stage, and the proper venting is a smoke bomb to confuse the enemy's sight and make people relax their vigilance.

It is conceivable that for Bibi Dong's incompetently furious fury in the main hall, with the eyeliner placed next to the Pope, the worshippers will all hear about it, and they must all sneer at it without exception, let alone take Bibi Dong, the female pope, in their eyes.

"Sister, I'm going out to practice."

Chu Nan's gaze and tone of voice when he looked at Bibi Dong were extremely firm.

Now he not only has the internal pressure from the Martial Spirit Palace, but also the external pressure from the son of the world, Tang San, the thief.

If you blindly immerse yourself in obtaining two hundred thousand year soul rings and be complacent, I am afraid that it will not be long before you will be beheaded by the developed thief.

Calculating the time, Tang San's evil thief is now estimated to be able to get up and bury the pot for his Haotian father to cook and cultivate Xuantian Gong, Chu Nan thinks that he must not slack off.

If you want to compete with a wall, the only thing you can do is to grab time to develop.

"No, you're too young."

Bibi Dongqiao's face darkened, his younger brother's idea was good, but he seemed to be too eager to do it, so it didn't work.

However, Bibi Dong did not directly refuse Chu Nan's request.

"I promise you, I'll let you go out and practice, but I have one request."

Bibi Dong held out a finger.

"At the age of twelve, through all the cultural class knowledge, the soul power cultivation has reached the level of the soul sect, is it okay?"

Chu Nan's gaze shone brightly.

"Absolutely."

Chu Nan said confidently.

To be honest, it's too outrageous to go out to practice at the age of six, and at the age of twelve, it's barely acceptable.

It just so happened that Chu Nan himself also needed time to sort out the treasures given by the Supreme God of Death.