The fourth soul ring under Jun Xuehan's feet flickered, and the dark elements gradually converged on the tip of the spear, and a strong momentum rose from his body.

"Senior brother, you are really here." Hu Liena looked at the flickering 10,000-year-old soul ring and the silver dragon spear that came with a whistling wind, and immediately exclaimed, "It's over!" ”

The tip of the spear, which condensed the dark element, gradually enlarged in front of Hu Liena's eyes, and the howling wind blew Hu Liena's hair.

Hu Liena looked at the gradually enlarged tip of the gun, and couldn't help but panic in her eyes, because she couldn't dodge, and she couldn't stop it at all.

But the silver spear only stopped in front of her eyes, and didn't really stab her.

"Senior brother, we're just competing, do you want to be so ruthless, just use the 10,000-year soul technique when you come up." Hu Liena looked at the silver spear that stopped in front of her, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and patted her chest with her hand.

"Why waste time on things that can be solved with a slap?" Jun Xuehan didn't care about retracting the silver spear and walked towards his room.

"Why are you going, junior brother?" Hu Liena listened to Jun Xuehan's words, couldn't help but purse her lips and asked out loud.

"Sleep!" Jun Xuehan replied casually, and the figure gradually disappeared in front of Hu Liena's eyes.

Seeing this, Hu Liena didn't say anything, but turned around straight and walked in the direction of the Martial Spirit Academy.

Back in the room, Jun Xuehan lay directly on the bed, closed his eyes, and prepared to sleep. But just as he was about to fall asleep, there was a thud and the door was slammed open.

Listening to the voice, Jun Xuehan was just about to get up, when he saw Qian Lingxue walking straight over.

"What's wrong, Cher?" Jun Xuehan asked in some surprise.

"Xue Han, what time is it, you should also get up, my grandfather told us to go to the worship hall." Qian Lingxue stretched out her hand to pull Jun Xuehan up, and walked outside.

"Offering Temple? What's the matter, Cher. Jun Xuehan's eyes blinked, and he asked with some puzzlement.

"I don't know." Qian Lingxue helplessly spread her hands, saying that she didn't know.

"Okay." Jun Xuehan agreed, and walked out of the room with Qianyue and went to the worship hall.

Jun Xuehan and Qianrenxue had just come to the door of the worship hall, and before they entered the worship hall, they saw Qiandaoliu coming out of it and smiling gently at the two of them.

"Xue'er, Xuehan, you two are here for me, I'll take you to a place." As he spoke, Qiandaoliu walked in front and led the way for the two.

Jun Xuehan and Qian Lingxue glanced at each other, their eyes full of incomprehension. But Qiandaoliu didn't say anything, and the two didn't ask, but quietly followed behind Qiandaoliu.

Qiandaoliu took the two of them out of the worship hall and went straight to the third hall of the Wuhun Palace, the Douluo Palace.

Walking into the Douluo Palace, looking at the past, there are tombstones, the tombstones are placed very neatly, and in the middle of the tombstones is a path paved with bluestone.

The bluestone path leads to an angel statue at the front, and this angel statue seems to be a little different from the angel statue in the worship hall.

But what is the difference, Jun Xuehan couldn't say it for a while.

The group walked through the bluestone path and went straight to the statue of the angel.

Qiandaoliu stretched out his hand in front of the angel statue, opened a pale golden light curtain, and walked directly in.

And Jun Xuehan and Qianrenxue glanced at each other for the second time, and then followed Qiandaoliu into the light curtain.

Entering the light curtain and looking into the past, you will be surrounded by a world of pale golden light. Scanning the surroundings, they saw an angelic statue standing in front of them, and other things could be described as nothing.

Under the gaze of Jun Xuehan and Qian Lingxue, after Qiandaoliu saluted respectfully to the angel statue, a brilliant golden light emanated from the angel statue.

In the light, a woman wearing pale gold clothes, three pairs of wings on her back, long golden hair scattered behind her back, a fair face, and a bumpy figure gradually condensed.

The woman exudes a sacred and noble aura, which makes people feel the urge to bow down at a glance.

"Angel God." Qiandaoliu looked at the figure of the god of angels, and immediately saluted respectfully to the figure of the god of angels.

"Poseidon's heart, on you?" The angel god waved his hand at Qiandaoliu, and then set his eyes on Jun Xuehan and Qianrenxue.

Listening to the divine voice of the angel god, Qian Lingxue's eyes couldn't help blinking a few times, and Jun Xuehan's eyes became a little vigilant, but they quickly returned to normal.

"Poseidon's heart? What is that? I don't know what the heart of the sea god is, but some time ago, I got a Hanhai Qiankun cover. Qian Lingxue took out the Hanhai Qiankun Cover from her soul guide and showed it to the Angel God.

Qianyue was a little confused about the origin of the angel god, so out of caution, she said that she didn't know the heart of the sea god, after all, there is a saying: Those who don't know are not guilty.

Seeing this, Qiandaoliu immediately spoke: "Lord Angel God, Xue'er is still young, if we take something that we shouldn't take, we can return it." ”

While speaking, Qiandaoliu was also paying attention to the face of the angel god at all times. He is the divine envoy of the God of Angels, so in the eyes of Qiandaoliu, he is naturally the greatest of the Archangels of Heaven and Earth.

"Also? It's a fart! ”

The angel god sneered, looked at Qianrenxue, and said: "No matter what time it is, you have to remember that you never know what the heart of the sea god is, and what you hold in your hand is what you call the Hanhai Qiankun cover." ”

"Understood?"

The eyes of the angel god looked at the Hanhai Qiankun cover, and the divine and noble voice came out of his mouth.

What Qian Renxue is holding in his hand, the angel god can naturally see it at a glance, but when he sees it, he can see it, and the angel god has no intention of changing it back.

Or in other words, if the sea god comes to tell her kindly, she may let someone return the Hanhai Qiankun cover.

But now, that's not even a thought about it.

"Poseidon, you think you can play alone, and if you want to take the Poseidon Heart back, it is impossible for you to dream of it." Angel God sneered in his heart.

Qian Lingxue's eyes flickered a few times, put away the Hanhai Qiankun cover, and said, "The Heart of the Sea God, what is that, I haven't even heard of it." ”

Listening to Qianrenxue's words, the angel god gave Qianrenxue an appreciative look, worthy of being his inheritor, a little bit thorough.

Then, the angel god set his eyes on Jun Xuehan's body on the side, and looked Jun Xuehan up and down. While looking at Jun Xuehan, the eyes of the angel god couldn't help but narrow slightly.

Jun Xuehan looked at the eyes of the angel god, and involuntarily lowered his head, his eyes kept turning.

(End of chapter)