Douluo: Blocking my way, do you still want to title Douluo?

Chapter 3; I am the Pope of Wuhundian!
boom! ! !
In the next moment, following a figure swooping down rapidly, at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, he had arrived at a secret passage that was pitch black and seemed to have no way.

Looking at the dark complexion of Liu Bei in front of Midao, he kept recalling the past about Bibi Dong in his mind, as if he had a glue-like relationship with this woman.

"call out--"

However, it is almost only an instant.

The secret path that was supposed to be invisible to the naked eye, now seemed to sense the visit of a stranger, and the candles on the stone wall ignited without wind.

Although such a scene happened too strangely, Liu Bei, who had a ruthless look in his eyes, stepped forward step by step towards the depths of the secret path without much hesitation.

When he walked to the depths, looking at the roadless scene in front of him, he felt something in his heart, but his eyes suddenly turned to a wall.

Liu Bei, who frowned slightly, said nothing.

It was as if he was extremely puzzled by everything he had discovered.

But in just a second, Liu Bei, who had reacted, turned cold again in an instant.

Dodging to the side of the wall, looking at the picture without a single gap, he turned his palm into a fist, and he had already punched the wall in front of him forcefully.

Rumbling--

The whole wall seemed to be trembling, and in the secret room, the middle-aged man who was handsome for a second, but with a pale face, heard the rumbling sound, and his eyes flickered slightly, as if he was afraid of something.

"It's you!"

"how can that be!"

The middle-aged man looked at the visitor with extreme fear.

With a dignified expression, he couldn't help but gasp.

Liu Bei strode out with murderous intent on his face, but his eyes fell on the bed next to the middle-aged man.

Looking at the delicate body lying on the bed, looking at the snow-white skin, and the graceful figure.

Liu Bei's pupils constricted, but in the next instant, his right arm stuck out.

All I saw was a series of incantation-like runes appearing between the palms of Liu Bei's fingers.

Looking at the rune wrapped between Liu Bei's palms, the middle-aged man gasped, the sun, moon and stars suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Boy, what do you want to do!?"

The middle-aged man was full of anger, and his name, of course, was Chihiro Ji, who is now known as the most powerful and only Pope of the Spirit Hall in Douluo Continent!

Although Chihiro Ji is middle-aged, relying on his ancestral angel martial soul, he can maintain his appearance at the age of youth!

Liu Bei watched the middle-aged man quietly, with a smile gradually appearing on his face: "What are you doing? Why, don't you need a reason to kill you?"

kill me?
Chihiro Ji was startled for a moment, but when he realized it, his expression turned cold instantly!
"It's up to you? You deserve it too!"

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"It only takes one thought to kill you!" Liu Bei said slowly with a cold expression on his face.

Liu Bei, who was smiling, seemed to have countless stars that were born and died in his eyes.

He was very calm, just smiled lightly, which made Qian Xunji, who is known as the Pope of Wuhun Temple, feel oppressed instantly.

Qian Xunji, who had a strange look on his face, was slightly taken aback, looking at Liu Bei's affirmative eyes, he became a little weird.

"Oh? Every inch of land you stand on is mine."

"You said you were going to kill me? What did you use to kill me!"

Standing with his hands behind his back, Chihiro Ji is worthy of being the Pope of the Wuhun Temple, his eyes are very cold, just a sentence, that is, he has the feeling of being proud of the whole audience.

Liu Bei didn't speak, he just gave Chihiro Ji a cold look.

Just in the blink of an eye.

The runes surrounded by his palm turned into a colorful ray of light in the next second as if possessing spiritual wisdom.

At the moment when this colorful light came into view, before Chihiro Ji could react, it had already transformed into an endless sword rain.

"Puff puff--"

Chihiro Ji, who didn't have time to react at all, was shot into a hedgehog by Jian Yu, who was transformed from the rune, before he could say anything.

With an unbelievable Chihiro disease on his face, he gradually collapsed to the ground.

With dilated pupils, he passed away as if he couldn't accept the scene in front of him.

"not dead?"

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"Boy, I have to say that you really surprised me by suddenly becoming so strong."

"However, do you think you can really kill me like this?!"

"If that's the case, then my angel spirit! Wouldn't it be too much of a joke?"

A sigh sounded suddenly, with deep worry.

Liu Bei, who looked indifferent, did not show any surprise because of the voice.

Looking at Qian Xunji's back as if being pushed by someone, he has slowly stood up.

Chihiro Ji grasped Chihiro Ji slightly with his right hand, and the bones creaked.

Then he took a step forward, waved his right hand, and in an instant, a shining divine sword was held tightly in his hand.

Unmoved, the runes between Liu Bei's palms continued to spread, and then gathered into a series of terrifying magic formulas, and then continued to suppress and kill Qian Xun Ji.

"Crack-"

In the face of this general trend, the seemingly solid secret room seems to be about to collapse in an instant.

Even Liu Bei, facing the scene in front of him, is also extremely dignified.

"cut--"

However, Liu Bei, who didn't think much, let out an angry shout.

Immediately afterwards, the runes suddenly changed into red light swords.

The red light sword was as raging as fierce flames, but the moment it appeared, Chihiro Ji's expression had gradually changed from arrogance to fear!
"Want to kill me! Wishful thinking!"

Qian Xunji frowned at this moment, shouted angrily, and colorful light came out from his body.

boom!Boom! !
The offensives of the two sides collided rapidly, and every shot seemed to have an extremely bright light whistling.

How could this secret room be able to withstand the battle between the two rooms? It collapsed in an instant, and it had already turned into dust.

"what happened!"

"what is that!"

"My God! Who dares to fight the Pope's Crown in the Hall of Spirits!"

"Look! Isn't that Liu Bei?!"

"What! Liu Bei!? Isn't he dying? How could he still have the strength to fight the Pope!?"

Boom! !

The offensives of the two sides continued to collide. The sky that should have been blue was now a battle between the two sides, and it quickly turned into a dark cloud.

The dark sky made people feel depressing, and the constant thunderstorms made some weak monks feel weak in their legs.

Every time the two confronted each other, it was like a volcanic eruption, terrifying and endless.

Today's Spirit Hall has already gathered many powerful people.

But their eyes, looking at the two fighting in the sky, were all stunned!

You know, the momentum of the two men's attacks was obviously terrifying and intense.

Not to mention how lucky it is to be able to witness this kind of battle between the strong, but at least, it is also a series of lifetimes.

Among the many strong men, there was a burly middle-aged man with a beard. His eyes first stared at the two people who were fighting for a moment.

Then he seemed to have noticed something, and his eyes shifted, falling on an old man with an extremely ugly expression at the moment.

"Hehe, how about the second offering?"

"I'm afraid you probably didn't expect that not only did Liu Bei not die, but he became a strong man with the title Douluo by a blessing in disguise!"

what!
Those who heard the words were dumbfounded, after all, that Titled Douluo, even if he looked at the entire Wuhun Hall, was definitely a rare existence!

(End of this chapter)