Divine Realm, Rakshasa Temple.

The Rakshasa God exhaled lightly and said, "Fortunately, I left quickly, otherwise I would have really let the enforcer Shura God catch me." ”

"However, it's really surprising that someone on the mainland can have a super artifact."

The Rakshasa God muttered to himself, in the God Realm, there are very few people who have super artifacts, let alone on the mainland.

……

In front of the Pope's Palace, the referee looked at the situation on the competition table, and now the victory or defeat was very obvious, Jun Xuehan was standing, while Tang San was lying down.

"At the end of the competition, the champion of this competition is the Scorching Academy." As the referee's voice fell, the surrounding audience slowly got up.

The audience that was not affected was exuded a tsunami-like cheer.

Flender came to Tang San's side and checked Tang San's situation, and after checking Tang San's situation, he seemed to want to take Tang San away.

Bibi Dong's gaze looked at Tang San, the scepter in his hand shook the ground heavily, and said, "This competition has ended smoothly, ghost, Yueguan will take him down." ”

As he spoke, Bibi Dong stretched out his hand and pointed at Tang San.

In an instant, the audience fell silent, and they all looked at Bibi Dong with surprised eyes.

Yu Xiaogang walked out from the direction of Shrek Academy, looked at Bibi Dong, and asked loudly: "Your Majesty, what do you mean by this, should you make things clear." ”

Ning Fengzhi, who was on the side, changed his eyes slightly, and said softly: "Your Majesty, isn't it a little inappropriate to win the contestants who participated in the competition for no reason, it's better to figure things out first." ”

Bibi Dong glanced at Ning Fengzhi coldly, and said without being salty: "Sect Master Ning, please respect yourself, this is a matter for our Martial Soul Hall and Haotian Sect, if you question and block it, you will be the enemy of our Martial Soul Palace." ”

The Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect is certainly one of the top three sects, but Bibi Dong really didn't take him seriously, this is Wuhun City, a dusty heart, even if it has the increase of Ning Fengzhi, it can't make any waves at all.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes changed slightly, and he retreated silently, although the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect is deeply rooted and the richest sect, but in Wuhun City and Wuhun Palace, it is a problem whether they can get out of Wuhun City or not.

Chenxin sighed silently, then withdrew his martial soul and stood quietly in place.

A token appeared in Yu Xiaogang's hand, and said: "I am also an elder of the Martial Spirit Palace, I have the right to know, the truth of the matter, it is okay to arrest people, but you have to explain the matter clearly." ”

Bibi Dong looked at Yu Xiaogang coldly, and the martial soul appeared behind him, two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red, and nine soul rings emerged under his feet.

A powerful momentum permeated from her body.

"If you want to know, I'll tell you. The last pope of my Wuhun Palace: Qianxun died in the hands of Tang San and his father Tang Hao, which is the so-called repayment of the father's debt to the son. The game is over, and now it is a private matter for our Martial Spirit Hall and Haotian Sect, and we have every reason to take him down. ”

"Those who have nothing to do with this matter, please leave now, and those who stand in the way will be killed!" Bibi Dong's voice fell, the scepter in his hand shook the ground, and a soul power shot towards Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang's body was knocked away by the soul power, and the Pope's Decree in his hand flew into the air, and Bibi Dong stretched out his hand to control the Pope's Decree with his soul power, and it fell into his hands.

"Your Majesty, what are you?" Seeing this scene, Ning Fengzhi's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"As the Pope of the Martial Soul Palace, is there any problem with retracting the papal decree issued by the Martial Soul Palace?" Bibi Dong glanced at Ning Fengzhi and said lightly.

Since Yu Xiaogang was in the Pope's Palace, the moment he picked up that piece of information, they had already broken off with each other. The blow just now was already based on the past feelings, and his subordinates showed mercy.

Otherwise, with Bibi Dong's hands, it would not be too easy to kill Yu Xiaogang.

In front of the competition stage, Zong Ming came to Jun Xuehan's side and asked softly: "Captain, the situation seems to be a little wrong, why are you still standing here, why don't you leave." ”

Jun Xuehan glanced at Zong Ming and said, "Guess, I don't want to go, or I can't." ”

Zong Ming's eyes blinked, and he said, "Judging from the intensity of the attack just now, the captain should be injured, so I guess the captain you can't go." ”

Jun Xuehan glanced at him and said, "I know, you don't come to help me." ”

When Zong Ming heard this, he seemed to have just sounded, and without any hesitation, he helped Jun Xuehan to leave.

The figures of the ghost and Yueguan also went straight in the direction of Tang San.

In the direction of the audience, there was also a person, slowly walking in the direction of Tang San, and with every step she took fell, a soul ring rose from under her feet, and a powerful momentum emanated from her body, falling on the ghost and Yueguan.

The configuration that finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes was eight black 10,000-year soul rings and a 100,000-year soul ring with a blood-red color.

The figures of the ghost and Yueguan stopped, and their eyes looked towards the visitor, only to see a woman who was not inferior to Pope Bibi Dong in terms of temperament, walking slowly.

"Qiandaoliu, the old man is visiting, don't you come out to see it?" The woman's figure flickered a few times, blocking in front of Tang San and the others.

"Extreme Douluo." Bibi Dong looked at the visitor, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

She herself is also a ninety-nine level Extreme Douluo, but due to the Rakshasa God assessment, her strength can only be exerted to the level of ninety-eight levels.

"You want to be the enemy of our Martial Spirit Palace?" Bibi Dong asked coldly.

"I didn't want to, but I couldn't help it." A gentle voice rang out in the field.

In the worship hall, Qiandaoliu's eyes slowly opened, got up, and walked outside with his hands behind his back.

He didn't walk fast, but in the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared into the worship hall.

Qiandaoliu's figure slowly walked out of the worship hall, looking at the situation in front of him, his gaze crossed Bibi Dong and fell on the woman's body.

"Bo Saixi, you and I haven't seen each other for many years, how can you be free today, come to our Martial Spirit Hall to sit." Qiandaoliu looked at Bo Saixi, walked slowly in front of him, and asked in a gentle voice.

"Respect for God, I have to come, for the sake of many years of friendship, let me take him away, how about it?" Bo Saixi stretched out his hand and pointed at Tang San behind him, and asked gently.

Although it was an inquiry, Bo Saixi's voice was extremely firm, and the only thing in the audience that could make her a little jealous was the great worship of Qiandaoliu.

Qiandaoliu glanced at Tang San with his gaze, and then glanced at the situation on the field with his gaze, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't speak for a while.

(End of chapter)