Douluo's Heavens Upgrade

No need for Tang San to speak, Chen Xiaoming already knew who to protect.

He took the spirit bone from Tang San's hand, glared at Tang San angrily, endured it, and finally couldn't bear it.

"Understood, I will keep her all right, you can go."

After speaking, the faint spirit power poured out, and Tang San's figure was thrown out. Tang San's expression was stunned.

However, he showed a faint smile immediately, and said in his heart that sure enough, he obediently jumped onto the other vehicle, sitting there with the person who flashed in his mind before.

Tang San was thrown out, but Chen Xiaoming felt unhappy in an instant. The atmosphere that had been discussed before was actually filled with a faint rotten aura.

"Did you smell it?"

Ning Fengzhi was stunned when he heard the words, and then he sniffed it carefully. Is there nothing?

"It's a faint scent of love."

A question and answer, Chen Xiaoming glanced at the soul bone in his hand, why is this soul bone not fragrant.

Chapter 63 Martial Soul City

Half a month later

The day before they reached Wuhun City, everyone rested for the last night on the suburban plain.

The night was beautiful, and everyone had a rare gathering on the plain. Because they were in Wuhun City the next day, they couldn't drink, otherwise Ning Rongrong would have to show off his skills again.

After the party, Ning Fengzhi handed a wooden box to Chen Xiaoming, Chen Xiaoming took it over, his eyes lit up, he didn't say anything, he said a few words to Tang San and the others, and then went back to his carriage alone .

Opening the wooden box, there was a right leg bone inside, with faint soul power fluctuations on it. It was only about a thousand years old, and Chen Xiaoming didn't care when he saw it.

He took out the spirit bones that Tang San gave him a few days ago, as well as the spirit bones of the two from Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

Four crystal clear soul bones, left leg bone, right leg bone, right arm bone, skull, a total of four soul bones, plus Chen Xiaoming's left arm bone, in a short period of time, Chen Xiaoming is about to gather his soul Bone suit.

"call."

"DiDi, you take a deep breath, gain experience +100000"

Before the promotion, take a deep breath, this is a habit that Chen Xiaoming has developed.

Afterwards, Chen Xiaoming was also rude. He first picked up the left leg bone, and then used his single hand speed for many years, frantically escalating.

The ten thousand year spirit bone only took a while to see the red light flashing on the left leg bone, and it was directly promoted to the level of one hundred thousand years.

Looking at the [-]-year-old left leg bone in his hand, Chen Xiaoming casually put it aside, then picked up the remaining three spirit bones, and raised them to the [-]-year-old level in turn.

However, after a while, the four soul bones placed in front of Chen Xiaoming had already changed greatly. The faint fluctuations of one hundred thousand years of soul power were exuding, which really made people feel comfortable.

"It's time to start."

Starting from the right arm bone, Chen Xiaoming sat cross-legged, and then began to absorb the spirit bones, a hundred thousand year spirit bones, for Chen Xiaoming, it did not waste much effort.

When the night was slightly cooler, Chen Xiaoming finally opened his eyes, stretched his body relaxedly and pleasantly, and a sound of interlaced bones came out, Chen Xiaoming could feel that his four limbs contained enormous power.

If the spirit ring enhances the spirit power, then the spirit bone enhances the physique of the spirit master.

With five [-]-year spirit bones fused, Chen Xiaoming felt that he could smash a weaker Title Douluo to death with just his strength.

After all, soul masters are all crispy mages, and when they meet a tank like him, they all have to kneel!

"Well, this kind of power is more refreshing."

Clenching his fist, Chen Xiaoming said that this explosive power is more suitable for him.

"Now, it's just the last torso bone."

There are six major parts of a soul master's body, corresponding to six soul bones, among which the torso bone is the most rare.

But it doesn't matter, Chen Xiaoming seems to remember the last soul bone, killing a [-]-year-old soul beast will definitely drop it.

The light in his eyes flickered, and Chen Xiaoming couldn't help but flash the figures of the ten big beasts in his mind.

Are you going to kill Di Tian, ​​or are you going to kill the Evil Emperor?

It seems that both of these can be used, and it is a bit difficult to choose for a while.

"It doesn't matter, let's take a look first, then we'll see which of the two of them is unlucky."

We will arrive at the Wuhun Hall tomorrow, and there may be a trunk bone in the Wuhun Hall, so Chen Xiaoming is not in a hurry for a while.

Most importantly, the [-]-year spirit bone was never his goal, this was just the beginning.

After the soul bone was absorbed, Chen Xiaoming's figure flashed, and he still landed on the carriage, lying on the hood of the carriage, looking at the stars in the sky.

He closed his eyes slightly and fell asleep.

The next day

Wuhun City was not large in size. Compared with the huge cities like Sky Dou City and Soto City, Wuhun City was much smaller, and its area was not even one-tenth of that of Tian Dou City.

However, the city wall of Wuhun City is [-] meters high. From the outside, it looks extremely majestic. The thickness of the city wall is also over [-] meters. It is completely repaired from granite.

The hexagonal city has six walls, and on each of the six walls, there is a huge relief, symbolizing the six powerful martial spirits.

Chen Xiaoming, who originally thought he would be greeted grandly, did not receive the expected welcome after arriving in Wuhun City, but was rather deserted.

This made Chen Xiaoming a little puzzled for a while?

She had already killed four of her own, but Bibi Dong was still able to hold her breath, her scheming was too deep.

But Bibi Dong didn't want to come, he was happy and leisurely, just in time to stroll around Wuhun City.

However, Chen Xiaoming didn't know that in the Pope's Palace at the moment, Pope Bibi Dong was going to explode with anger.

"Damn."

Inside the huge Pope's Palace, a woman was angry. The woman was not tall. She was dressed in a luxurious black robe inlaid with gold patterns, wearing a nine-curved purple gold crown, and holding a scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless gems.Fair skin, almost perfect face.

It's just that at this moment, her eyes are full of anger, which seems to be somewhat incompatible with the intangible noble and sacred aura exuding from her body.

The woman was the Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Temple, the queen who led Wuhun Temple to glory.

"Chen Xiaoming, okay, I remember you!"

As the Pope, why has she ever been threatened like this? If it wasn't for her subordinates being killed by Chen Xiaoming, why would she be so forbearing.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were the few people who stood on her side in the Spirit Hall, and most of the rest were on Qian Daoliu's side.

As soon as Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo and the others died, Bibidou's subordinates would be gone.

Otherwise, how could Chen Xiaoming enter Wuhun City unharmed.

Pope Bibi Dong's eyes flashed a ferocious gleam, and he glanced coldly out the window. The Wuhun City in the quiet night was really quiet and a little scary.

On the other side, after shopping for a long time, Chen Xiaoming returned to the arranged residence, glanced at the equally deep starry night, and murmured involuntarily.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high at night. It's a good time to kill people!"

With a slight smile, the figure flashed and disappeared.

As the main city of the Spirit Palace, Wuhun City was naturally heavily guarded. Even the patrolling soldiers had a large number of spirit masters. It could be said that with this kind of vigilance, nothing would happen in Wuhun City.

"call out."

Under the dark night, a figure passed by quietly, and it didn't take a moment to arrive at the residence arranged for this Spirit Master Competition.

The figure was wearing a black robe, as if it was integrated with the surrounding environment. The spirit master guards who were in charge of guarding did not notice her existence at all.

The figure was also decisive, and went straight to one place. Between the flickering figures, he had already entered a room, and a cold light flashed through and silently pierced into a place.

"puff."

There was a strange sound, and the figure was stunned for a moment, but then without hesitation, he stepped back directly, but just rushed out, and saw a figure floating in the air above.

The faint moonlight scattered, and the figure seemed to have been waiting for a long time, smiling indifferently.

"Are you looking for me?"

Chapter 64 Night Party Bibi Dong

"Are you looking for me?"

The faint moonlight sprinkled down, Chen Xiaoming's silver hair was flowing, and a pair of eyes twinkled with a faint silver light, staring at each other with rather ill will, with faint spatial fluctuations all over his body, shielding the surroundings.

The black-robed figure was silent, looking at Chen Xiaoming's figure solemnly.

The latter appeared silently. Since he didn't notice it at all, what was even more terrifying was that the surrounding area was so quiet that the sound of insects and birds could not be heard before.

"The Spirit Hall?"

Chen Xiaoming really couldn't think of anyone who could attack him in Wuhun City, except for the people in Wuhun Hall, but the strength of the other party was a bit too bad.

However, a Soul Douluo-level Soul Master would dare to send him to assassinate him just like that?Is it a little too playful.

The faint soul power fluctuation instantly oppressed the opponent's body, and the complexion of the black-robed figure changed dramatically, and he reacted instantly.

"Your Majesty, the Pope has invited, please also"

"Oh? Let me think about it, it looks like this hand."

The indifferent words fell, and a little red light flashed in the eyes of the black-robed figure, and then the black-robed figure noticed a sharp pain in the right hand, and looked sideways, the right arm that he had assassinated before had been pierced by a branch.

Strangely, there was no blood dripping from the pierced wound, but was slowly absorbed by the branch, and then a brittle branch stretched out from the branch, and a small red flower bloomed on it.

The blood-colored flowers are shy and gorgeous, like a seductive rose, which makes people fascinated.

In an instant, a threat of death surged from his heart, and the black-robed figure was instantly alert. As soon as he gritted his teeth, his soul power shook, he directly cut off his right arm, his figure flashed, and he retreated into the distance.

In a horrifying scene, the black-robed figure's right arm was sucked dry by the branches in an instant, and the blooming blood-colored flowers flew out, and then slowly landed, disappearing at the moment of landing.

"Gollum, Gollum"

Weird, evil, black-robed figure doesn't know how to describe this scene, if he hadn't cut off his right arm just now, he would be dead now.

"Let's go."

With a wave of his hand, Chen Xiaoming fell, but he wanted to see what Bibi Dong wanted to do and what traps there were.

The figure in black robe looked at Chen Xiaoming who was coming slowly, lowered his head in fear, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, he didn't hate Chen Xiaoming, but Bibi Dong.

Although he is the Soul Douluo of the Wuhun Hall, he is a big worshiper of the people there. This time, it was only because of Pope Bibi Dong's coercion that he came to assassinate her.

Before coming, Bibi Dong didn't tell him who he was going to assassinate.