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

The golden long dress fits very well, and the dazzling dress shines with precious light, with more than a hundred red, blue and gold gemstones on it.The purple gold crown on the head is even more glorious.

All the light gathered at this moment was only on her.

At this moment, all the members of the Wuhun Hall knelt on one knee, "See Your Majesty the Pope."

The atmosphere at that moment was indescribable, even a resolute person, amidst the shouts coming from all directions, couldn't help feeling like wanting to worship.

Behind Bibi Dong, four people followed.

Three of them are in bright red dresses, which are different from the red cardinal's all-over red dress.

These three people are Ghost Douluo Guimei, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan, and Sword Douluo Chenxin.

There are only three kinds of people who can walk out of the main entrance of the Pope's Palace.

The first, of course, is the Pope.

The second type is the Title Douluo who proves himself with strength.

And the third type is the elders of the Spirit Hall.

Apart from these three, even the Platinum Bishop and the emperors of the two empires are not qualified to enter or leave this gate.

The fourth person walking with the three Title Douluo obviously does not have the strength of a Title Douluo.

But he still walks out of this door, which means that he has another identity, the elder of Wuhundian.

To be precise, it is the honorary elder, the suzerain of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi.

Before completely tearing the skin apart, Wuhundian maintained a superficially harmonious relationship with the two great empires and many sects.

It is not surprising that Ning Fengzhi holds the title of Honorary Elder of the Spirit Hall.

Chapter 183 The Pope accepts disciples?

It was the first time Yang Qi'an saw Bibi Dong, and at this moment she was very strange.

The moment Bibi Dong showed up, Yang Qi'an finally understood why so many senior traversers left so many Meijiao Niangs behind and insisted on conquering this woman who was already a mother in the Pope's Palace.

"It seems that some seniors said that Bibi Dong is not Qian Renxue's biological mother, how could it be possible for the owner of two spider emperor martial spirits with dark attributes to give birth to an extremely bright and holy seraph?

So, is Bibi Dong... or isn't she?

Hope not. "

Yang Qi'an looked directly at Bibi Dong, and he had to admit that his old driver was really... hard to extricate himself from.

The astringent attribute was completely ignited by Bibi Dong.

She is dignified, graceful, dignified, mature and beautiful.

She is different from any girl around Yang Qi'an.She completely aroused Yang Qi'an's desire to conquer.

"What if... she is Xiaoxue's mother?" Yang Qi'an was very entangled again.

He can admit without hesitation that he is a hooligan, shy, shameless, scumbag, playboy, and bastard.

However, Yang Qi'an will never touch the taboo line of ethics.

"Not urgent."

Yang Qi'an calmed down, looking at Bibi Dong with a somewhat clearer gaze.

But at this time, he looked to the side, only to find that on the huge square, there seemed to be... not many people standing.

Oh, both Hongmeng and Shrek are still standing.

The inheritors of the gods still have the pride they should have. Jiangzhu... is completely passive.

She felt like kneeling down, but none of the five people in front of her knelt down, so she didn't either.

Fortunately, the Hongmeng team did not kneel.

Yang Qi'an glanced at the people behind him, but found that all of them were looking at him.

"Hey, Captain, you looked straight at the Pope just now."

Han Feng pressed in a low voice, the corner of Yang Qi'an's mouth twitched, and then said: "Why don't you kneel?"

"Captain, if you don't kneel, we naturally don't kneel. Why should you kneel to her?"

When Tai Long opened his mouth, Yang Qi'an pursed his lips, and then said: "You still have to have the pride you should have."

Although there is no express rule that soul masters should bow down to the Pope of the Spirit Hall, but at this moment, Shrek and the members of the Hongmeng team seem somewhat ungrateful.

Bibi Dong's eyes fell on the two teams, and there were countless angry eyes.

Ju Douluo Yueguan who was standing behind Bibi Dong moved his lips towards Bibi Dong, and Bibi Dong's gaze lightly swept over the Shrek people, then shifted in vain, and landed on Yang Qi'an.

The moment her gaze focused on Yang Qi'an, Yang Qi'an suddenly felt an invisible pressure descending from the sky.

He raised his head suddenly, the soul power in his body surged instantly, the brocade black robe on his body moved without wind, and a purple divine light pierced the sky.

The mental suppression from Bibi Dong was resolved by Yang Qi'an, but his performance was too obvious after all.

Compared with Bibi Dong's mellowness, he is still far behind.

"Bold, how dare you disrespect His Excellency the Pope." The cardinal who sang before angrily reprimanded.

Bibi Dong's gaze had become calm, and when she raised her hand, the cardinal immediately shut her mouth, with a look of awe on her face.

Bibi Dong was able to inherit the position of Pope because of the recognition of the previous generation of Pope and the support of several elders, but she was able to hold this position firmly because of her thunderous wrist and strength.

With a faint smile on his face, Bibi Dong stared at Yang Qi'an and said: "Yang Qi'an, you are a disciple of the Pozhi clan."

"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope." Yang Qi'an and Bibi Dong looked at each other without concealing their identities.

Bibi Dong nodded to Yang Qi'an: "Your demeanor is far superior to Patriarch Yang.

Blue out of blue and better than blue, gratifying to congratulate. "

Yang Qi'an didn't understand the meaning of Bibi Dong's words, but he still said: "It's my luck to be recognized by the Pope."

"Hmm. The Po Zhi Clan and Wuhundian still have some old grievances, but that's all in the past.

If you are willing, this seat is willing to accept you as a personal disciple. "

As soon as Bibi Dong said this, countless people in front of the Pope's Palace were in an uproar.

Even Yueguan and the ghosts standing behind her were a little unbelievable.The Pope actually wanted to accept Yang Qi'an as his personal disciple.

This is not as simple as simply accepting a disciple. The Pope's direct disciple is qualified to inherit the Pope's position.

But Ning Fengzhi, who was also not far from Bibi Dong, frowned.

Bibi Dong's move was beyond his expectation.

She never thought that Bibi Dong would take Yang Qi'an as his disciple by taking over the enmity between the Wuhun Palace and the Pozhi Clan.

"The Pope is willing to accept the junior as a disciple, so the junior naturally has no reason not to agree."

A smile appeared on Yang Qi'an's face when he heard the words, he didn't expect Bibi Dong's move either.

On the high platform, Bibi Dong frowned, surprised by Yang Qi'an's answer, but she still shook her head and looked at Yang Qi'an with a smile: "You still have something to say."

"The Pope is wise. The junior is willing to learn from a teacher, but unfortunately...the junior already has a teacher.

so..."

"Who is your teacher?" Bibidong was curious. According to her investigation, Yang Qi'an didn't have a teacher.

"The junior teacher's name is Sora Aoi. If His Majesty the Pope can beat my teacher, I think my teacher doesn't mind if I worship a second teacher."

Yang Qi'an's face was neither red nor heartbeat, but Bibi Dong's face was covered.

Who is Aoi?

But can she say that she doesn't know him?

Fortunately, she has already wasted some time, so she didn't get entangled in this topic: "I don't do things that are difficult for others. That's all."

After all, she looked at the 20 people in the square.

"From you, I see hope. In front of the Pope's Palace, I hope to see all of your talents and strengths. The final winner will receive the greatest reward from the Spirit Hall."

While speaking, Bibi Dong lightly waved the scepter in her hand.

No one could clearly see how she did it, three points of light instantly magnified in front of Bibi Dong, floating in mid-air.

Those were three different things, small in size and shaped like bones, a right arm bone, a skull, and a left leg bone.The three colors of fire red, light blue and dark green are also shining on it.

Soul bones, those are exactly three soul bones.

Even at the foot of Mount Pope, the light of the three spirit bones can be clearly seen.

For a moment, the entire Wuhun City was completely boiling.

Except for those who already knew the final reward, who would have thought that there would be three spirit bones?

It can be seen from the light that these three soul bones are of extraordinary quality.Even the people in Wuhundian all have greedy eyes.

Yang Qi'an had expected it a long time ago, but when he saw the three soul bones, his heart was turbulent.

He is the saddest traverser in the whole world, the poorest one.

The soul bones that were readily available to those seniors were so precious in front of Yang Qi'an.

Although Yang Qi'an will not absorb any of these three spirit bones, it doesn't mean that Yang Qi'an doesn't want these spirit bones.

Chapter 184 Round Knockout

The three soul bones were suspended in the air, exuding strong fluctuations of soul power.

If it wasn't for the Pope's Palace, if it wasn't for the deterrence of several Titled Douluo, some people would have rushed to snatch it long ago, unable to restrain their greed.

This is a soul bone!For soul masters, the most precious thing is something that can be met but not sought after.

Although the three soul bones that Pope Bibi Dong took out this time did not include the most precious torso soul bone, there was also a skull.

The other two are the right arm bone and the left leg bone.Although the value of limb bones is lower, it varies from person to person. In Yang Qi'an's view, the value of limb bones is the same.

These three spirit bones were obviously produced by spirit beasts above ten thousand years old.

For soul masters, it is the existence of the best.