Douluo: Don’t be a licker

Just now, the Wuhun Hall collectively shook.

Yu Xiaogang proposed to withdraw from Wuhundian.

This incident even alarmed Qian Daoliu, the previous Pope of the Wuhun Hall.

He personally went out to meet Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang has been very popular recently, and almost everyone knows about it.

The name of a genius is famous all over the world.

This time, he went from a level 60 soul emperor to a level 70 soul saint.

This kind of talent is even worse than the current Chihiro Ji.

He is truly a rare genius.

However, now is such a genius who actually proposed to withdraw from Wuhundian.

Direct good guy!

Since the establishment of Wuhun Palace, there has been no precedent for withdrawing from it in the tens of millions of years.

Therefore, this incident directly alarmed Qiandaoliu, who was still in retreat.

The main hall of Wuhun Hall.

Qian Daoliu sat at the top of the Pope's Palace, looking at Yu Xiaogang below, silent.

for a long time……

"Your talent is rare in a thousand years. Wuhundian has always been the place that values ​​talents the most, and it is also the place with the most advanced cultivation resources in the entire continent. It is the holy place for cultivation that all soul masters yearn for. You can think about it again."

"Your Majesty, I have made up my mind, and I hope you will fulfill it."

Qian Daoliu's face was a bit ugly.

This is the third time that Yu Xiaogang has rejected him.

People's endurance is limited, what's more, he is still the top powerhouse on this continent, a 99-level Titled Douluo, and the last Pope of the Spirit Hall.

The status is prominent and noble.

But Yu Xiaogang didn't give him any face at all...

But he decided to give it one last try.

"The position of Saint Son of Wuhun Palace has always been vacant. I am interested..."

"Your Majesty, one thing you may have forgotten is that I am a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family."

In the hall, there was an immediate silence.

Qian Daoliu's fingers gently tapped the handle of the Pope's chair, and a faint sound echoed in the hall.

He took one last look at Yu Xiaogang and stood up. The aura on his body was thick and majestic, full of oppression, and unusually sharp, like the collapse of a thousand-year-old snow mountain, destructive, domineering, and like the sky pouring down.

As for Yu Xiaogang below, the bloody aura lingered all over his body, standing still, as stable as Mount Tai.

"Withdrawing from the Spirit Hall has never been done for tens of thousands of years. But the Hall of Spirits is a place where you can come and go freely. If you want to withdraw, I have no objection, but...everything, follow the rules."

"Your Majesty, please tell me!"

"If you defeat the first person of the younger generation in Wuhun Palace, you can exit Wuhun Palace."

"Okay, I'll take it!"

Yu Xiaogang didn't ask who his opponent was, and agreed straightforwardly.

It seems that he should have enough confidence in himself.

Of course, he does have enough strength to be arrogant.

Yu Xiaogang withdrew from the hall.

The great priest behind Qian Daoliu finally spoke, "Your Majesty, do you want me..."

Qian Daoliu knew what he was going to say and waved his hand slightly, indicating that he could arrange the matter freely.

Qian Daoliu took a deep look at Yu Xiaogang's back and disappeared in place.

Afterwards, he found Qian Xunji and asked him to defeat Yu Xiaogang.

But here comes the problem, Chihiro Ji is now "going mad", retreating to suppress the demons, and healing, so naturally he can't make a move.

Father and son, you look at me, I look at you.

It was finally decided to send Bibi Dong to take action.

Although Yu Xiaogang is a level 70 soul sage with outstanding talent, and also has a mysterious opportunity card obtained in the Star Dou Forest, Bibi Dong is also a level 70 soul sage now, and she still has twin martial souls.

Soul bones are also fully matched.

It should be no problem to deal with Yu Xiaogang.

After that, Chihiro Ji continued to "retreat and heal".

Qian Daoliu summoned Bibi Dong in the Spirit Hall, but when he saw Bibi Dong's current state, he didn't mention it.

Bibidong already knew about Yu Xiaogang's proposal to withdraw from Wuhundian.

Seeing Bibi Dong's distraught state, Qian Daoliu and Qian Xunji, father and son, immediately decided that Yu Xiaogang must be eliminated.

One thing, both father and son are well aware, that Bibi Dong must never marry an outsider.

This was something they had arranged and planned long ago.

Now that this kind of thing happened again, then... the only way to let Yu Xiaogang die is.

"Don't forget, you are the saint of Wuhun Temple, the next and only heir to the pope. For a man like him, I'm not worth it for you if I hurt myself like this!"

Qian Daoliu began to teach his future daughter-in-law a lesson.

Unexpectedly, Bibi Dong didn't listen to a word.

"See for yourself!"

With a snap, Qian Daoliu threw a "surrender letter" at Bibi Dong's feet.

"what is this?"

Bibi Dong mechanically reached out and picked up the "surrender letter" on the ground.

The content was written by the maid who took care of Yu Xiaogang's daily life.

It's all about Yu Xiaogang.

This included his taking yin to replenish yang and suppressing inner demons.

Bibi Dong's body was trembling, "This, this, this is impossible, impossible! You lied to me! You lied to me..."

Today, she had been on the verge of collapse, and after this incident, she was finally on the verge of collapse.

It is natural to hurt deeply when you are in love, and strong when you hate to the end.

"Think about it for yourself. Tomorrow morning, what I hope to see is a brand new Saintess of the Spirit Hall. Don't let me down, and don't let your master down!"

After all, Qian Daoliu disappeared from the Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong was left alone there, sobbing softly.

He kept muttering in a low voice, "Impossible, impossible..."

Song Wuxin sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced as usual.

Suddenly, there was a tremor in the room.

call out!

When Qian Daoliu appeared, he already had a sword of blood evil around his neck.

Soul Power Condensation Sword!

"It was so fast that even I couldn't avoid it in time."

"I don't know if the crown descends, how offending it is."

The bloody sword in his hand dissipated instantly.

Qian Daoliu didn't pursue the matter of his rudeness just now at all, as if he didn't care at all.

I found a place to sit down, looked at Song Wuxin, and said with admiration: "Everyone thinks that Dong'er is the number one genius in Wuhun Hall, and Yu Xiaogang is closely behind, ranking second, but I do not think so."

Seeing that Song Wuxin was indifferent and silent, he smiled and continued:

"If I'm not old and dim-sighted, your strength should be the strongest among the younger generation in the Wuhun Hall today."

"Including His Majesty the Pope?"

Song Wuxin finally spoke.

The Pope in his words refers to Chihiro Ji.

The last Pope, called His Majesty.

The current pope is called His Majesty the Pope.

In order to be easy to distinguish.

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu smiled, shook his head slightly, and said, "He can't be considered a younger generation."

The implication is that Chihiro Ji's strength is simply not something that the younger generation can measure, and no one can match it.

Even among the strong men of the older generation, there are few opponents.

Song Wuxin has always cherished words like gold, and continued to remain silent.

Finally, Qian Daoliu straight to the point and explained the purpose of coming: "I have a task for you, if you complete it, from now on, you will be the holy son of Wuhundian."