Douluo: I am titled with eighteen rings, and I can slaughter gods with a gun!

For the Slaughter Capital and his party, Yang Qi'an planned for one year, and then used a period of time to eliminate the influence of murderous aura on himself.

After that, it was time to go to Sea God Island to obtain the inheritance of Sea God.

After all, Tang Chen held the inheritance of God Shura, and if Yang Qi'an wanted to seize the inheritance of God Shura, he had to kill Tang Chen.

But Tang Chen was a level 99 titled Douluo, and Yang Qi'an wanted to single-handedly kill Tang Chen in the Slaughter City, so relying on the power of Sea God was the best choice.

With the Sea God's inheritance, Yang Qi'an can at least have more fighting power.

"Slaughter City?" Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath after hearing Yang Qi'an's words.

"Did your grandfather tell you?" Ning Fengzhi naturally knew about the Slaughter City, but that ghostly place is not something ordinary people can go to.

And Yang Qi'an knew about the existence of the Slaughter City, and it is only possible that Yang Wudi told him about it.

"I'm going to go to the Slaughtering Capital first to obtain the Death God Domain. After the whole process, my plan is two years!"

The time Yang Qi'an gave himself was not tight, but this plan still made Ning Fengzhi unbelievable.

But after thinking about it, it's Yang Qi'an, so that's acceptable.

"The City of Slaughter is indeed a good training ground. Later, I will ask Uncle Jian to take you there.

Although Uncle Jian cannot enter the Slaughter Capital, the King of Slaughter will also sense Uncle Jian's presence.

I won't trip you up inside. "

Ning Fengzhi said, Jian Douluo also nodded: "The Slaughter King is in a corner, I represent the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he will give some face."

"Then I would like to thank Uncle Ning and Sword Douluo." Yang Qi'an clasped his fists to express his thanks, Ning Fengzhi smiled and nodded: "My family, you are welcome."

Hearing this, Xue Qinghe glanced at Ning Fengzhi, then at Yang Qi'an, his eyes fluctuated a bit, but he didn't show anything wrong.

Yang Qi'an didn't say much about this, and after chatting with Ning Fengzhi for a few more words, they each went to rest.

Zhu Zhuqing was still in a deep sleep, and would not be able to recover until the next morning.

In the evening, Mei'er came to Zhu Zhuqing's room with a bowl of lean meat porridge and a plate of pastries to wake her up.

"Sister Mei'er." Zhu Zhuqing was sleepy, but she still sat up slowly when she smelled the smell of food, Mei'er felt a little distressed at seeing her powerless.

"Qi'an doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, so I'll talk about him later."

Mei'er put the plate with food in front of Zhu Zhuqing. Although Zhu Zhuqing was not energetic, it was not impossible to eat.

After taking two sips of the lean meat porridge, Zhu Zhuqing became more sober, her face was rosy, and she pursed her lips and said, "Sister Mei'er, don't be implicated by me."

Zhu Zhuqing also regretted it, he should not have exposed Yang Qi'an in the third round.

But she has been in a particularly good mood recently, and she is relaxed, so she spoke quickly, and Yang Qi'an seized the opportunity.

No, on the day of the end of the third round, I was tossed all night, slept for a day and night, participated in another game, and then was tossed for another night.

Zhu Zhuqing felt that if this continued, he would be ruined.

"Now you know you regret it?"

Yang Qi'an's voice suddenly sounded, the door was not closed tightly, he pushed the door open and walked in.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Yang Qi'an resentfully, Yang Qi'an didn't look at her pitiful little eyes, then sat on the head of the bed, took the lean meat porridge from Zhu Zhuqing's hand, and fed it to her bit by bit with a spoon.

"I can eat it myself."

"Don't move, there is still a game tomorrow."

"...Then you still torment me ~ too much!"

"That's two different things. Who made you so attractive that I couldn't stop at all?"

"...cough cough." Mei'er coughed dryly twice, then looked at Zhu Qing whose face was on fire and said, "Zhu Qing, take a good rest, I'm leaving first."

"Sister Mei'er..."

Mei'er ran away directly, Yang Qi'an smiled softly: "Hurry up and eat, then sleep with the dragon beard leaf in your mouth, and you will recover tomorrow morning."

Hearing Yang Qi'an's words, Zhu Zhuqing's resentful little eyes finally cleared up a bit.

But Yang Qi'an waited until Zhu Zhuqing fell asleep, and went to Mei'er's room instead.

The next day.

Mei'er woke up from the sweet dreamland, her face was ruddy and shiny.

That's just the right performance.

After Mei'er woke up, she hugged Yang Qi'an's neck and gave him a big kiss.

"Honey, I broke through again, level 47."

Mei'er was delighted, the speed of her soul power improvement had slowed down a lot, the closer she was to Yang Qi'an's soul power level, the slower her improvement would be.

With the combination frequency of the two of them unchanged, Mei'er's level basically stabilized the gap with Yang Qi'an's level five or six.

Chapter 182 In Front of the Pope's Palace

After resting for another night, Zhu Zhuqing finally became full of energy, her face was rosy and her skin was bright. The moment she walked out of the room, she was teased by Wu Qingxue who happened to be passing by.

"Zhuqing, it's almost the finals, you and the captain are still so crazy?"

"Qingxue, don't talk nonsense~"

Zhu Zhuqing blushed, and grabbed Wu Qingxue's slender waist.

In the arena, after a day of repairs, the Soul Fighting Platform was as good as ever.

In the fifth round today, there will still be a team with a bye.

Yang Wudi went to draw lots with joy.

"This round we have a bye, Wuhundian team will face Tianshui team, Shrek team will face Blazing team."

In the end, strong against strong is inevitable after all.

"This is specially arranged by Wuhundian, to keep the strongest team at the end and start the final duel."

Yang Qi'an looked in Shrek's direction, Ma Hongjun's gaze just happened to look at Hongmeng, and the two of them made eye contact.

Ma Hongjun said loudly: "Brother Yang, see you in the finals, let's fight again!!"

"Okay, but we won't release water."

Yang Qi'an responded that he had conflicts with Tang San and Dai Mubai, and had a good relationship with Ma Hongjun and Oscar.

Today's Shrek team is not very united.

At least, the personal grievances between Dai Mubai and Yang Qi'an haven't involved Ma Hongjun and Oscar yet.

In the fifth round, there is not much suspense.

Blazing Academy and Tianshui Academy ended up in the fifth round.

"Next, rest for three days, and the final finals will be held in front of the Pope's Palace."

After the referee announced the result of the game, he left the field directly.

The sights of the three advanced teams met in mid-air, as if lightning was flickering.

"If you can't get first, it's not bad to get second."

Lulu said, although there are only six people left in Shrek Academy, they still have five inheritors of the gods.

What's more, Ma Hongjun and Yaoji also possess the martial soul fusion skills, their strength should not be underestimated.

The finals are just around the corner.They are only one step away from the final champion.

But who wins in the end?For most people, it's still unknown.

The bright sunshine fell on the earth, and under the sunlight, the Pope's Palace looked even more resplendent, like a fairy dwelling.

In front of the Pope's Palace, two rows of Knights guarding the Palace lined up from the front of the Pope's Palace to the foot of the mountain. The bright silver armor and heavy knight swords made the whole Pope's Hill even more majestic.

The eliminated teams were not allowed to watch this final day of fighting.Only the truly young and strong are qualified to set foot on the square in front of the Pope's Palace.

But there were also a few people who came to the scene in a special way.

Shui Binger, Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wu, Xue Wu, they followed Yang Wudi and Tai Tan to watch the battle as the support team of Hongmeng Academy.

Early in the morning, the three teams that entered the final three finals had already appeared in front of the Pope's Palace and waited quietly.

Teachers from the three colleges were not allowed to stand on the square and could only wait outside.

A total of [-] players participating in the finals stood quietly on the square, and they were all waiting for the final moment to come.

The Wuhundian Academy team headed by Xie Yue stood in the center, and their left and right were the Shrek Academy and Hongmeng Academy teams.

Everyone in the Wuhundian team was not as relaxed as in the original book this time.But what flickered in their eyes was the light of faith, the belief in Wuhundian, the belief in the pope.

Yang Qi'an and the others just stood quietly in the same place, lined up, their expressions were also agitated, but only a little.

The square in front of the Pope's Palace is no smaller than the competition table used in previous competitions.

The ground of the square square is paved with special stones. If you look carefully, you can find that there is a faint luster on those stones.Although it is not real jade, it is by no means comparable to ordinary rocks.It can be seen from this that the financial resources of Wuhundian are terrible.

A group of people came out from the side door of the Pope's Palace, and a total of twelve cardinals who were second only to platinum bishops walked over slowly.

They walked all the way to the front of the Pope's Palace, and stood on the left and right, with six people on each side.

The leader said loudly: "His Majesty the Pope has arrived."

"Long live, long live, long live." Three shouts resounded throughout Wuhun City like a landslide and tsunami.

That was not only the voice of the neatly lined up knights on the Pope's Hill, but also the shout of all the soul masters in the entire Wuhun City who were not allowed to approach the Pope's Hill.

For them, the pope is the highest belief!

The huge palace gate opened slowly, and the six emblems on the two gates gradually deviated from the track.

All eyes unconsciously focused on the direction where the door opened.

Even the seven members of the Wuhundian Academy team's heartbeats are constantly accelerating at this time.

Even as the golden generation of Wuhundian, they only met the Pope once when they were awarded the Purple Record Medal, except of course Hu Liena.

Dressed in a golden long dress from head to toe, wearing a purple gold crown and holding a scepter, Bibi Dong walked out of the Pope's Palace with a solemn expression.She has an unreal feeling in her whole body, as if she is infinitely tall.

No one even paid attention to her beautiful face.At this moment, what she represents is only the majesty of the Pope of Wuhundian.