Chapter 550： Return to the Papal Palace! (Fives)

Wuhun is also extremely mysterious, and it also possesses a hundred thousand year spirit ring!

This has to make Bibi Dong pay attention to it!

Then, Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo continued to talk about the situation of the White-clothed Death God, adding Hu Liena's side to agree.

Bibi Dong also naturally agreed, this half-year agreement.

As long as the **** of death in white has joined the Pope Hall, Bibi Dong will not blame her for the past, and she can even apologize to him on behalf of the Wuhun Hall!

The premise is that the opponent really has that powerful strength and sincerely joins the Wuhun Hall!

At the same time, Wuhun Hall also secretly investigated this white-clothed death **** in the mainland.

But I also found out that this white-robed **** of death had walked out of the extreme north, and there was little information, that is to say, the other party may have been cultivating in the extreme north! It's no wonder that the opponent's power is so powerful if he can practice in that kind of place.

In places like the Far North, Wuhun Hall dare not go deep!

"I said Elder Ju, Elder Ghost. Your Majesty, do we take it too seriously?"

At this time, one of the titled Douluo frowned and said, "A mere white death god... According to the ghost elder at the time, he relied on that special spirit ability to restrain the ghost elder. If not, the ghost elder cannot be He defeated. Although the other party can absorb emotions and practice, this is really special...but it doesn't need us all to be there, right?"

They have a total of seven Title Douluo.

One of them is the second worship of Wuhun Hall, and the rest are Title Douluo of the Elder Hall.

Except for the peerless Douluo who didn't come, at least the Title Douluo in the Palace of the Pope had already arrived, and there were two Title Douluos who should be recuperating and looking forward to the future.

But Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo didn't speak.

In today's battle, it is obvious that if the white-clothed death **** comes and does not choose to join the Martial Soul Palace, he will not be able to leave.

This was an agreement at the time.

It seems to be important, but in fact it is deterrent!

If the opponent doesn't come, then Wuhundian naturally has ample reasons to issue a chase order!

"What do you know, the ghost elder said that according to the agreement, if the white-clothed death **** comes and does not join the Wuhun Hall, then he violated the agreement, and we have reason to keep him."

Another Title Douluo said lightly.

"He is not so stupid. Since he is here, he must want to join the Martial Soul Palace."

The porcupine Douluo shook his head and said, "However, the ghost elder said that he has the strength of a Title Douluo. I think this is still questionable."

Several Title Douluo express their opinions.

In the past four years, on the face of the Wuhun Palace, two Title Douluos have also been accepted, both of them are strong in the wild.

But it's not Super Douluo.

But this kind of battle was not used either.

It can be seen that His Majesty the Pope still values ​​this white death god.

Perhaps, this has something to do with the other party saving her apprentice.

"okay."

At this moment, the scepter in Bibi Dong's hand shook on the ground, and the dull voice immediately caused several Title Douluo to shut their mouths.

Hu Liena, who was standing behind Bibi Dong, looked nervously.

"He's here." Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed.

It seems to sense something.

The other Title Douluo were a little startled, then looked at the steps under the square, but did not see any figures.

"in the sky."

A Title Douluo with golden hair shouted.

Huh huh!

In an instant, several lines of sight condensed in mid-air.

I saw a white figure, like a streamer, flying quickly from a distance.

There is no spirit power fluctuation!

No wonder their Title Douluo didn't feel it!

But as Title Douluo, their strength is very strong, and they can naturally see what that white streamer is in the distance!

He is a mysterious person wearing a white robe and a mask, no part of his body is exposed!

And under his feet is a long sword made of sharp blades!

At this moment, he is standing with his hand in his hand, standing on this long sword, coming from the sword!

That kind of grace, can be called peerless!

All Title Douluo looked at them in astonishment!

Flying with the sword is not difficult for Title Douluo. Title Douluo itself has the ability to fly.

If it is a weapon spirit, the real body of the spirit will appear, such as their honorary elder, Sword Douluo, and they can easily fly with the sword.

However, flying with the Martial Spirit Royal Sword will release spirit power fluctuations.

But now, they didn't feel the spirit power fluctuations on the other side!

How did it do it?

This is a little beyond their imagination, they can only guess vaguely, what other means might be!

But I have to say that at this moment this white-clothed death **** is coming, with a strong momentum and fullness!

Shoo!

From what they discovered, it was only tens of seconds. In the square, a dark light flashed, and the figure had safely landed on the ground!

Quiet!

very quiet!

Both sides seemed to be looking at each other.

Wang Feng looked at Bibi Dong and the seven titled Douluo.

And this long-lost Wuhun Hall.

With emotion in my heart.

Unexpectedly, he would come in this capacity.

‘Bibi Dong, I haven’t seen you for a few years. It seems you are doing well. ’

Wang Feng couldn't help but smile.

To be reasonable, as an opener with a God's perspective, Bibi Dong can understand many things he does.

But understanding belongs to understanding, and hatred is hatred.

When he fled from this papal palace, Wang Feng remembered clearly.

At this moment, Hu Liena behind Bibi Dong seemed a little excited, but she did not rush out because there were too many Title Douluos present.

"Are you the **** of death in white?"

Bibi Dong's majestic and beautiful voice sounded faintly, and there was an irresistible power in her voice, and it was easy for people to ignore her gender.

"You are the Pope of the Spirit Hall? It seems that your Spirit Hall values ​​me?"

Wang Feng glanced at the seven Title Douluo There were still seven Title Douluo coming to greet him? However, I, Nicholas*, can afford it. "

The words came out.

The audience was quiet again!

Bibi Dong was a little surprised, this white-robed **** of death, the tone seemed a bit loud!

Just as Ghost Douluo said, she asked the seven titled Douluo to come here more for deterrence than for greeting.

This white Grim Reaper, has he taken a seat?

"furious."

Porkfish Douluo couldn't help but said, "Boy, who is your mysterious person? If you want to join our Spirit Hall, we are welcome. But if we want us to welcome you, it depends on whether you have that strength. !"

"Oh?"

Wang Feng glanced at the porcupine Douluo, "A porcupine martial arts titled Douluo who is less than level ninety-four also wants to see my strength? OK! I am here indeed to join your martial arts palace. Just take a look, your Wuhun Hall, is there any place worthy of me to join!"

After all, Wang Feng walked to the side of the square.

"I don't like to talk too much, let's do it! Three tricks can't defeat you, I, Wang Wu, get out of here!"

With that said, Wang Feng pointed to the steps below the Pope’s Palace. His tone was plain, without any arrogance, and without any emotional fluctuations, as if he should have said so.

but…

Hearing this, the faces of several Title Douluo changed instantly!

An idea came to mind: This white death **** is a stubborn stubble!

But Bibi Dong's eyes flickered slightly, staring at Wang Feng, quite a bit splendid.

This Grim Reaper is really interesting!

Hu Lina at the back clasped her hands tightly, her gaze fell on the body of the white death god, her eyes were as if she saw the sun, the light was brilliant...

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