A 100,000-year soul ring is not a soul ring that can play such a powerful soul skill, which is the limit.

Gu Junxie raised his hand, the palm of his hand as white as jade shone with a faint glow of the sun, the blood in his body flowed, making a sound like a rolling river, and his heart beat like thunder.

"Bang! ......"

The heart was beating, like a bell, and there was a rhythmic roar between the heavens and the earth.

Not only Yueguan heard it, but even the people below heard it.

Bibi Dong's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, his delicate face looked up at the sky, and there was a light shining in his eyes like jewels, which were extremely deep, like two deep pools, making it impossible to see what this peerless woman was thinking.

She and the ghost and Ling Yi Title Douluo were speechless, silent, and didn't know what they were thinking, but their high-level people didn't speak, and the people below started talking.

"Do you hear that, what is it?" The one who spoke was a Soul Saint powerhouse, and the aura emanating from his body was extremely powerful.

If the Soul Saint is placed outside, it is also a strong party, but if it is placed in front of a super force like the Wuhun Palace, it is not so important.

In the later stage of Douluo's original work, the Soul Saint can only be regarded as a cannon fodder character, and the title Douluo may not be able to stir up any storms.

"It sounds like a heartbeat." As soon as the speaker spoke, someone retorted.

"The heartbeat can be so loud, let alone humans, soul beasts don't necessarily have such a big heartbeat."

These words spoke out of everyone's hearts, just kidding, the heartbeat can be so loud, Title Douluo can't do it, even a hundred thousand year soul beast may not be able to do it.

Listening to the discussion of the people below, Bibi Dong's jewel-like eyes swept everyone, and the papal scepter in his hand stomped heavily on the ground, piercing directly into the ground, making a slight sound.

Although the voice was not loud, it was like an alarm bell, ringing in their minds, they were silent, they were silent, they knew about the iron-blooded methods of this glamorous pope, and they all kept silent, not daring to make a sound.

"Boom!"

At this time, there was an earth-shattering sound in the air, and a figure fell in an instant, slamming into the ground, smashing the ground and collapsing, cracking open, and the cracks spread like spider webs.

There were also golden petals falling from the sky, but they had lost their terrifying power, and they were no different from ordinary petals.

In the pit, Yueguan coughed up blood, his face was extremely shocked, his strongest ninth soul skill was actually vulnerable in front of Gu Junxie, and he was slapped with a palm.

He staggered to his feet, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body, and his internal organs were displaced, and some of them exploded.

In the sky, Gu Jun Evil's eyes were indifferent, looking down at Bibi Dong and his party, he walked down step by step, and the void was like a transparent step, holding up Gu Jun Evil.

He walked down step by step, and with each step, an invisible pressure swept in all directions, and as he walked towards Bibi Dong and them step by step, the aura on Gu Junxie's body also began to bloom.

The coercion swept in all directions, like a heavy hammer, striking on them, the coercion was strong, as thick as a mountain, and like the sea wave after wave, and there was a fierce and bloodthirsty qi in it, which made their hearts beat wildly.

After a while, Gu Junxie came from the heavens to the earth, and as he stepped down with his last step, his 100,000-year-old cultivation was also in full bloom.

The soul light bloomed, like pieces of stormy waves crashing into the sky, and the qi and blood cultivated in the eyes of ice and fire also rose to the sky like wolf smoke.

The powerful and sun-like coercion turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood that enveloped everyone.

Their faces were frightened, staggering, and swaying, as if they had been struck by the waves.

Gu Jun Xie stood on the ground, the terrifying coercion overwhelmed everyone, at this moment he was like a god who controlled all beings, and his blood-red eyes were full of calm.

Among the group, only the three Titled Douluo and Bibi Dong stood tall, like a high wall, resisting most of the pressure for the people behind them.

With the Gu Jun's evil body and soul power, both reached the level of 100,000 years, and everyone present was not his opponent.

Moreover, a 100,000-year soul beast is much stronger than a human being, and Gu Jun Evil has reached the level of 150,000 years in the flesh, even a 200,000-year fierce beast may not be able to kill him.

Looking at the ancient monarch who exuded monstrous coercion, Bibi Dong's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and a solemn look flashed on his beautiful face.

The aura is so strong, when was such a strong person born on the mainland, so powerful that it can be compared to the ninety-fifth level Title Douluo, and even stronger than the ninety-fifth level.

"Bibi Dong." Looking at this man dressed in a papal robe and holding a papal scepter, the scepter was even more faintly purple. A beautiful person with a graceful posture, an ancient monarch and an evil way.

When Bibi heard this, he was silent for a long time and said, "Your Excellency knows me. ”

"Pope Bibi Dong, I want to know if it's difficult? Just ask around. "Ancient monarchs are heretical.

For this legendary woman, Gu Junxie has seen it in the anime of his previous life, but compared with reality, it is not a little worse.

That kind of stunning, noble, and sacred is something that can't be shown in anime, to be honest, when Gu Junye saw Bibi Dong for the first time, he was really amazed.

That kind of amazing feeling is far from being comparable to the current Qianrenxue.

"It's just that what I didn't expect was that His Majesty the Pope was so beautiful, it was really unexpected, far from what others had described."

Looking at the expressionless beautiful woman, Gu Jun smiled evilly, and the whole person exuded a sense of evil intent.

"Presumptuous, how dare you blaspheme His Majesty the Pope." A man dressed in black armor, branded with white stripes on it, and wisps of ghostly aura on his body, spoke.

This man is a ghost, he just saw his good brothers and friends being injured, and he saw his own Pope His Majesty being desecrated, he really couldn't bear it.

At the same time as he finished speaking, the ghostly aura on the ghost's body rose, and the whole person turned into a ghost shadow and went towards the ancient monarch's evil attack.

Ghost, one of Bibi Dong's two number one doglegs, his martial soul is very special, it is a ghost, which makes him immune to most physical attacks when his martial soul is possessed, and it can even be said that it is ineffective, and it is difficult to kill.

"Hmph, just a little ghost, dare to come and kill me, looking for death." In Gu Junxie's blood-red eyes, there was a touch of blood shining brightly, like two bright lights, with brilliant divine power bursting out.

Due to the particularity of the ghost martial spirit, it can be said that it is difficult to be killed, but it is not so difficult for Gu Jun Evil.

Ghosts belong to yin and evil, but qi and blood belong to yang, and they are the nemesis of evil.