Qiandaoliu jumped and appeared in mid-air, and the Seraphim Martial Spirit appeared behind him, just like when Qianxun was fighting against Tang Hao at that time.

The beautiful humanoid golden phantom wrapped the thousand streams, and in his hand, a golden holy sword was condensed.

The rest of the offerings, with excitement on their faces, the title has not yet fallen, and the divine golden light emanating from the eldest brother's body makes people worship.

"Big brother, it's too stylish, and he looks more handsome than me."

Guangling Douluo on the side, with a look of envy, his appearance is extremely high.

Known as the old man, he looks like a child on the outside.

"I hope that in the future, I will fall off the title of the beauty list, and I am confident that I can get it!"

Martial Spirit Palace, Bibi Dong panicked: "What direction is that? Offering Temple!"

"Could it be a thousand streams, not yourself, no... It can't be him!"

"I have touched the Rakshasa god position, and at level ninety-nine, he has never been able to break through to become a god, so he must have an obsession."

"The landing speed is too slow to sit still!"

Bibi Dong motioned to the Ju Ghost Douluo on the side, and the three of them disappeared in place in an instant, sweeping in the direction of the worship hall.

"Your Majesty, those who worship the hall won't trouble us."

Yueguan was a little worried, thinking of that Qianjun Douluo, which made him afraid.

This person is very competitive and aggressive, and will definitely want to compete with the two of them.

The ghost's voice was hoarse: "What are you panicking about, the martial soul fusion skills of the two of us, even Tang Hao at the beginning, have suffered a loss!"

"With His Majesty here, they don't dare to let a fart go."

Yueguan didn't respond to the old ghost, seeing Bibi Dong's solemn face, as if he was thinking about something.

After so many years, he has become stronger step by step, but the only thing he is afraid of is the thousand streams, if he is allowed to get it, he will be in danger.

Because Bibi Dong knew in his heart that the death of Qianxun's illness was known to Qiandaoliu.

As for why she let her go, maybe it was because of Qianrenxue, she didn't want to tear her face with herself.

If he becomes a god, maybe it's time to settle accounts with himself.

A minute passed, and Bibi Dong's figure soon reached the sky above the worship hall.

The seven worshippers, led by Qiandaoliu, are all standing in mid-air.

Golden Crocodile Douluo naturally sensed Bibi Dong's breath and snorted coldly.

The tone was not good: "Bibi Dong, I gave you face, right, the worship hall is not a place for you to come!"

Then his gaze swept over Ju Ghost Douluo on the side.

That sharp gaze made Yueguan and the ghost tremble.

And Qianjun Douluo looked at Bibi Dong in front of him with interest, and the coiling dragon stick in his hand was a little unbearable.

Bibi Dong's face was indifferent, and the nine soul rings on his body lit up at the same time, and a powerful coercion struck to deter those worshippers.

Golden Crocodile Douluo is not false at all, the same soul ring ratio, the body stepped out, and stood opposite to Bibi Dong.

Yueguan looked terrified: "He actually has a 100,000-year soul ring, and his momentum is not weaker than His Majesty."

At this time, a divine and powerful voice sounded, it was Qiandaoliu.

"On the occasion of this miracle, how can you be so disrespectful, stand down first!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Bibi Dong, snorted coldly, withdrew his martial spirit, and stepped aside.

Bibi Dong looked at the Thousand Daoliu above, the golden phantom of the divine angel, and held it in the palm of his hand.

"I'm too confident, even the true body of the martial soul has been used, if the golden title is not given to you, I am not afraid of losing face in front of the offering."

Bibi Dong looked playful, looking at the thousands of streams in the sky.

Yueguan and the ghost are even more looking forward to their own pope to get a miracle.

Then later, those few worshippers will be courteous to Bibi Dong.

Compared with the arrogant and domineering look before, it was completely a slap in the face.

Bibi Dong is actually not completely sure, if he really lets Qiandaoliu get it, will the other party be here and kill her.

But thinking that he had an immortal body, he didn't think much about it, and then looked at the golden light.

Golden Crocodile Douluo saw the other party staring at the title of genius, and his eyes were cold: "I really don't give up, and I dare to have illusions."

But it's okay, the more you look forward to it, how embarrassing it will be if you get it by your eldest brother.

He was very disgusted with Bibi Dong, thinking that later, Qiandaoliu would get a miracle, and he would no longer have to protect it.

Then the position of the Pope, Golden Crocodile Douluo, the second enshriner, is very interested.

When Qianjun Douluo saw Bibi Dong, he also had a 100,000-year soul ring, and his desire to fight was even stronger.

I thought that after the meeting, I must have a discussion with the Pope in front of me.

And Guangling Douluo on the side looked very delicate, if it weren't for the voice he spoke, it would be difficult to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

He looked at Ju Douluo with a displeased expression: "There are still such elders in the Martial Spirit Hall who are chirping, it's really unlucky!"

Thinking of the other party's Qi Fu Tongtian Chrysanthemum, it is also a long-range skill, and he must be taught a hard lesson later.

Yueguan naturally noticed that a very handsome worshipper was staring at him with unkind eyes.

"Hmph, when Your Majesty gets the golden title, you worshippers will also slap me Yueguan!"

"The more domineering you are, the happier you are, and I love to see you being slapped in the face."

"And your eldest brother, he really put it on, holding a golden holy sword, he really thought it was his own."

The ghost also has a cold face, the other party is too arrogant, and he desperately hopes in his heart that it will be Bibi Dong who gets it.

And on the outskirts of Soto City, a thousand pieces of snow appeared in the sky, holding a golden long sword, slashing down with a sword, and the mountain road was trampled.

"Block the mountain road, so you don't have to worry about someone finding out!"

Inside the city, Lieyang looked proud, standing with two hammers in his hands, closing his eyes and fantasizing.

After retiring from Haotian Sect for so many years, as soon as he came out of the mountain, he was about to be admired by 10,000 people, which was too popular.

By this time, the crowd had come closer, but the golden light did not stop.

"Hey, isn't it him, can't he really be outside the city!"

"That man is sick, he looks like he's enjoying himself, and he's still standing so tall."

"Why is he still on two hammers and his legs are disabled?"

Everyone was immediately dissatisfied, it was because of Burning Sun Douluo that he stood there with a confident face!

Let them feel that the golden light will be here quietly, and they are about to leave Soto City!

"That person is really unlucky, standing so high in broad daylight, making us happy in vain!"

Hundreds of thousands of residents, seeing that the title was about to go to the suburbs, vented all the displeasure in their hearts on Burning Sun Douluo.

The crowd's discussion was noisy, which made Lieyang feel that something was wrong, and when he opened his eyes, his mood was not beautiful in an instant.

"How is it possible, I came all the way and didn't meet a soul master with a powerful breath!"

"Then why, Jin Guang didn't choose me, too, is the other party hiding his breath."

Lieyang was disappointed and looked at the crowd surging below, with an embarrassed face.

The way he pretended to be forced must have been seen by everyone, and he couldn't stay here, it was too embarrassing.

Retracted the Haotian Hammer, his figure flashed, and swept towards the direction of the Fighting Soul Field.

At this time, the golden light had already appeared in the gap, and Tang San was very happy.

Father was so prescient, so comfortable, looking up at the golden light, Tang San's face was comfortable.

Yu Xiaogang scolded in his heart, damn Tang Hao, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been struck so badly by thunder.

And just when the 60,000 viewers thought that the golden light would stop above Tang San's head, an incredible scene happened.

I saw four big characters shining with golden light, close range, slowly falling from Tang San's eyes.

Tang San, who was still looking comfortable, suddenly panicked, regardless of his image, his body quickly fell, prostrate on the ground, and aimed his head at the golden title one meter high from him.

"Stop, please, stop above my head, I'm so sincere.

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Tang San lay there humbly, like a dog, but what made him desperate still happened.