Douluo: Blind Douluo.

Chapter 146 The Pope of Wuhun Palace-Qianxunji

The Blue Silver Emperor already knew that Ju Douluo loved flowers, but he didn't expect that he loved flowers to such an extent. Just because he ate the King of Flowers, Acacia Heartbroken Red, he had to be his protector.

Now, in front of the Temple Guard Knights and others, he put down his title Douluo figure to salute himself.

The Blue Silver Emperor was naturally a little surprised. He had never seen someone like Ju Douluo in so many years.

"He possesses the immortal martial spirit of the magical and velvet Sky-Breaking Chrysanthemum. His ancestors must be related to this immortal grass, right? After walking in the world of soul masters for so many years, even Emperor Xue Ye of the Tiandou Royal Family and Dugu Boji, who dominates the continent with poison, No one knows, but Ju Douluo knows." Lan Yinhuang couldn't help but guess about Ju Douluo's origin.

"Miss Lanyin, it's okay. I can still smell the breath of the King of Flowers. Being by your side really makes me a little intoxicated." Ju Douluo took a deep breath and said with a somewhat intoxicated expression.

"Elder Ju, you have gone too far. Please be careful. How could you do such a thing to a girl?" Bibi Dong said with a dark face. This was the first time he saw Ju Douluo looking like this.

"It's okay. Elder Ju helped us scare away the master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect in Tiandou City, and Ju Douluo hasn't seen Ah Yin for more than a year, so he was like this." Lin Yongming saw Ju Douluo in his heart. The moment I saw the Blue Silver Emperor, my emotions really changed quickly.

"Yes, yes, Lin Yongming, you are a good person. I think it's worth it for Miss Lanyin to follow you." Seeing Lin Yongming defending himself, Ju Douluo nodded with some approval.

"From now on in Wuhun City, I will protect you. If other elders' descendants dare to bully you, just mention my name." Ju Douluo then promised again.

"Whoever dares to bully them will see if I don't deal with him." Bibi Dong spoke first.

"Haha!" Lin Yongming and Lan Yinhuang looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

Then, after waiting for nearly 10 minutes outside the gate of the Pope's Palace, the heavy door was opened from both sides behind the door.

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"It's nine o'clock. His Majesty the Pope is on the throne inside."

"Lin Yongming, Lan Yin, just follow me and go in together." Bibi Dong said seriously to the two of them.

"Especially you, Lin Yongming, I know you don't like red tape, but this is your first time to formally meet the Pope. After entering, I introduced you to the Pope, so I hope you can kneel down once." Bibi Dong again A serious reminder to Lin Yongming.

"Yes, there are state laws. I also know that geniuses are a little arrogant, and you are a member of Wuhun Palace. But I hope you can observe etiquette when facing the Pope. After all, strength speaks in this world. If you want not to kneel, then Show convincing strength." Ju Douluo glanced at Lin Yongming and the two and sighed.

"Your Highness the Holy Lady, Elder Ju, I understand, don't worry, I know what to do. This is my first official meeting with His Majesty the Pope. I really want to leave a good impression." Lin Yongming nodded in response.

"Well, as long as you understand, let's go in." After Bibi Dong said that, she turned around and entered the door, followed by Ju Douluo.

Lin Yongming nodded to Lan Yinhuang and followed the two men about two meters away.

This is the first floor of the Pope's Palace. It is very empty inside, almost [-] square meters. Except for the four pillars, there is no one at this time.

From the door to the wall opposite the main hall, there is a platform nearly three meters high. There is nothing on the platform except a throne.

At this time, there was a handsome middle-aged man sitting on the throne, wearing gorgeous golden clothes, with long golden hair, and a golden crown similar to a helmet on his head.

"Bibi Dong."

"Moon close."

"Greetings to His Majesty the Pope!" Bibi Dong and Ju Douluo came to the middle of the hall at the same time and faced upwards. The person sitting high above knelt down on one knee to pay homage.

Sitting on the throne is none other than the Pope of the Wuhun Palace's large organization, Angel Douluo Qian Xunji.

Qian Xunji looked over with a somewhat majestic tone and piercing eyes and said: "Get up."

"These two are!" Qian Xunji then looked at Lin Yongming and said calmly.

"Meet His Majesty the Pope, my name is Lin Yongming, and this is my fiancée, named Lanyin." Lin Yongming knelt down on one knee and introduced her very wisely before Bibi Dong could speak.

"Greetings to His Majesty the Pope, my name is Lan Yin." Emperor Lan Yin had no choice but to follow Lin Yongming and kneel down to pay homage.

"It turns out it's you, I know it. The blind man from the village, the member who won the Huanglu Medal in my hand, is good."

"Get up." A smile appeared on the corner of Qian Xunji's mouth, which was a little satisfied with Lin Yongming's attitude.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Lin Yongming nodded and stood up calmly.

"Qianxunji, I hope you don't mess with me, otherwise." Lin Yongming thought in his heart.

"Teacher, Lin Yongming came to report this time because he accepted the teacher's call to participate in the All-Continental Elite Competition." Bibi Dong reported respectfully.

"Before, I learned from Elder Ju who came back from Tiandou City that you possess an external soul bone. At that time, your strength was already at level 46 of the Soul Sect. Of course, the most surprising thing is that you absorbed it in your fourth soul ring. Thousand-year soul ring." Qian Xunji looked at Lin Yongming and suddenly said with a surge of momentum.

"Let me take a look."

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope, my subordinates did not hide anything from Elder Ju at that time. They broke through to the Soul King two months ago and obtained the fifth soul ring."

After Lin Yongming finished the introduction, his body straightened and his soul power emerged. Then the thunder sword martial soul appeared in his hand, and soul rings rose from the soles of his feet.

Yellow purple purple black.

"Level 52 Soul King!" Qian Xunji said calmly, but he couldn't help but feel surprised because he knew Lin Yongming's true age.

This was not over yet, thunder appeared behind Lin Yongming, and a huge wing slowly appeared behind him with thunder and lightning.

After Lin Yongming broke through to the Soul King, the Purple Lightning Wings had grown to the ten thousand year soul bone level. Therefore, the combined length of the two wings was more than five meters, and they looked more powerful and domineering.

"Okay, you surprised me a lot. You are a 12-year-old Soul King with a soul bone. I admit that I was a little disgusted by your eyes at first, but you used your abilities to impress me. I think you have many good fortunes."

"It's because of your own eyes that you can actually develop so-called fluctuations that suit you. If you reach the level of Titled Douluo, your experiences will become a legend in the soul master world." Qian Xunji looked at Lin Yongming. Shi Lin Yongming, holding the thunder knife and stepping on the soul ring, and fluttering a pair of dark blue wings behind his back, stood up immediately and said.

Chihiroji is very tall. With the crown of about ten centimeters, the overall height seems to be over 1.9 meters.

"External soul bone, level 52 soul king. Although I am level 54, my actual combat power is probably not as good as his. How can I practice so fast." Bibi Dong could feel from Lin Yongming's soul power that he It seems a bit inferior to Lin Yongming.

"His Majesty the Pope has given you too much praise. I have to learn from you and there is still a long way to go." Lin Yongming smiled modestly.

"Don't belittle yourself. There is no need to be low-key in Wuhun Palace. As long as you have ability and strength, they will only respect you in Wuhun Palace. What's more, in the same age group, except for my disciples, I'm afraid no one on this continent can compare with you. Confrontation." Qian Xunji told Lin Yongming the purpose of Wuhun Palace with a proud look on his face.

"That's because you don't know the Blue Silver Emperor's ability." Of course, Lin Yongming could only say this in his heart, and there was no way he would tell Qianxun Ji about the Blue Silver Emperor's situation.

Lin Yongming won't say it, but there will always be people, such as Ju Douluo. "His Majesty the Pope, I feel that Lin Yongming's fiancée's talent is no less than his. When I saw her, she was already a Soul King at level 56." Ju Douluo slowly reported to Qianxun Ji.

"Oh! Really?" Qian Xunji looked at the Blue Silver Emperor.

"Your Majesty, I am far behind Lin Yongming and His Highness the Saint. Although I am the Soul Emperor now, I am much older." The Blue Silver Emperor replied without saying how old he was.

"Yes, they are a match made in heaven. With you joining us, Wuhun Palace will not have to worry about big things." Qian Xunji nodded and did not ask the Blue Silver Emperor's age in detail.

After all, Qian Xunji doesn't believe that anyone within 20 years old can break through the Soul Emperor. Even if he does, he only believes in the current Lin Yongming and Bibi Dong.

"Thank you, His Majesty the Pope, for your recognition." Lin Yongming nodded, took back the martial soul ring, purple lightning thunder wings, and returned to normalcy.

"However, I have only heard but not seen the facts. I need to confirm whether you are really not affected by your own eyes, so I will arrange an opponent of the same level for you to ensure that there will be no mistakes in the Elite Tournament. "Qian Xunji immediately explained to Lin Yongming.

"It all depends on the Pope's arrangement." Lin Yongming nodded in understanding.

"Teacher, I volunteer to fight. My disciple happens to be level 54, only two more levels. It doesn't matter." Bibi Dong raised her hand and said.

"Okay, let's have a sparring match between the two of you in the square outside." Qian Xunji looked at Bibi Dong fondly and said.

"This! Your Highness the Saint is wrong. The sword has no eyes. If it hurts you, my subordinates cannot afford it." Lin Yongming said with a serious face.

"Why, are you so confident that you can hurt me? Or am I not worthy of being your opponent?" Bibi Dong said a little unconvinced.

"Uh!" Lin Yongming was speechless for a while.

"It doesn't matter. I just need to see that you are not affected by my eyes. Besides, injuries are inevitable during sparring. It's not like I don't have a healing soul master." Qian Xunji decided.

Lin Yongming turned around and looked at Bibi Dong helplessly.

Bibi Dong naturally stared at Lin Yongming, and when she saw Lin Yongming's expression, her face showed a arrogant look.

"This Bibi Dong, wouldn't you want to take advantage of my Xiao Ming? Huh, you are really cheap. I didn't hear him introduce me as his fiancée." The Blue Silver Emperor looked at Bibi Dong and saw from her eyes. She looked at Lin Yongming, and Lan Yinhuang felt indignant.

But it’s hard for the Blue Silver Emperor to say anything now. After all, it’s a sparring session.

Immediately, several people moved to the circular square at the entrance of the Pope's Palace.

Qian Xunji and Ju Douluo watched Lin Yongming and Bibi Dong standing in the middle of the square at the door.

The Blue Silver Emperor was naturally standing on the edge of the square.

Lin Yongming also noticed at this time that there were several figures around him, looking over here.

"It seems that this sparring session was a bit uncomfortable." Lin Yongming noticed the situation. If it weren't for Bibi Dong, Lin Yongming would naturally not have to worry.

But now that his opponent is Bibi Dong, Qian Xunji's disciple and the saint of Wuhun Temple, Lin Yongming is in trouble as to how he wants to give her a step.

Lin Yongming believes that Bibi Dong is no longer his opponent, but he cannot win. Otherwise, Bibi Dong may not have any ideas if he wins, but Qian Xunji may not have any idea.

You must know that he was a casual cultivator before, and Bibi Dong was a disciple carefully trained by Qian Xunji. If he loses to him, he may put his own shoes on.

"Xiao Ming, since Lanyin calls you that, I will call you Xiao Ming. Come on, don't worry, show your true strength and fight me." Bibi Dong looked at Lin Yongming opposite and said confidently.

"Why do you call me Xiao Ming? You can also call me Xiao Ming." The Blue Silver Emperor almost rolled his eyes at Bibi Dong.

If the place was not suitable for the Blue Silver Emperor to speak at this time, otherwise the Blue Silver Emperor would have to give Bibi Dong some words.

"Okay, Your Highness the Saint, please be merciful."

"Martial Soul Thunder Sword, Level 52 Soul King." Lin Yongming said without any ink, and called out the Thunder Sword again.A bolt of lightning surrounded the blade like a snake.

"Martial Soul Death Spider King, Level 54 Soul King." Bibi Dong immediately activated the Soul Palace Possession, and the dark purple eight spider legs behind her were like externally attached soul bones, giving people an aura of death.

The upper body was covered with a layer of purple-black armor, which highlighted Bibi Dong's perfectly curvy figure.

Under the possession of Wuhun, Bibi Dong's hair color has turned into lavender, and the color of her eyeliner and lips has also changed. She looks strangely beautiful.

"Elder Ju, how will the sparring between the two of them end?" Qianxun Ji saw that the two of them were ready, and couldn't help but ask Ju Douluo next to him.

"Your Highness the Saintess has two levels of soul power than Lin Yongming. Obviously Her Highness the Saintess will be better." Ju Douluo said loudly without concealing it.

Lin Yongming listened and obviously understood that Ju Douluo was intentionally reminding him to pay attention to his propriety.

"Your Highness the Saint, that subordinate is offended." After Lin Yongming finished speaking, he made an offensive move with the knife.

"Feel free to come." Bibi Dong's voice was a little strange at this time.

"Thunder Blade!" Lin Yongming's whole body flashed, and his figure turned into a bolt of thunder and lightning, rushing towards Bibi Dong. The moment he drew his sword, a blue sword energy attacked Bibi Dong.

Ding!
Bibi Dong used her indestructible dark purple eight spider legs to block Lin Yongming's thunder knife in front of her eyes.

Bibi Dong immediately stretched out her long legs and kicked Lin Yongming sideways at the waist. Fortunately, Bibi Dong still had shorts under her gauze skirt.

Lin Yongming had no choice but to take out one hand and use his arm to block Bibi Dong's kick.

At this moment, Bibi Dong suddenly punched Lin Yongming.

Lin Yongming had no choice but to dodge and take a step back to distance himself from Bibi Dong.

"The first soul skill, the blade of death!" Upon seeing this, Bibi Dong immediately lit up the first soul ring, purple light flashed on the eight spider legs, and eight purple blades attacked Lin Yongming at the same time.

Lin Yongming heard the fluctuations that cut through the space, and his mind also saw the flying trajectory of the blade.

Lin Yongming held a knife to resolve Bibi Dong's attacks one by one.

　I'm coming. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)