In Douluo, the female pope used me as a substitute for her first love

Let’s not talk about how Wang Zhao was planting a flag for himself. On the other side, in a small village.

A tall man with a rough face, a sturdy body, wearing a black cloth and a resolute look was pacing back and forth in front of a small house, looking very anxious.

In the room, the woman’s rapid panting and groaning were heard from time to time. It was unknown how long it had been before it was ended by a thunderous cry.

The tall man’s face suddenly brightened, and a hint of entanglement flashed in his eyes, but soon disappeared. He was about to wait for the midwife to come out and then walk into the house to love his wife who had just given birth, but the originally blue sky was suddenly stained with a layer of gold.

In an instant, the man’s face became gloomy, and his right hand was clenched, and an extremely heavy black hammer appeared in his hand.

"Qianxun! Ji!"

He gnashed his teeth, his eyes were red, and he was panting like a cow, roaring to the sky:

"Why are you unwilling to let us go? We swear to live in seclusion and never come out. Isn't that enough?!"

"Heh..."

A mocking smile sounded out of thin air, and then a majestic man with blond hair, blue eyes, and three pairs of holy white wings stretched out behind him appeared in the air, looking down at the hammer man from a high position.

"Tang Hao, do you believe what you said? In this case, I would like to ask you, whose soul power has reached level 90, whether you will come out to get the soul ring?"

"Or, have you actually planned to give your wife, a 100,000-year soul beast..."

"Shut up!"

In an instant, blood flashed in Tang Hao's eyes, and the murderous aura radiating from his body seemed to condense into substance. The temperature in the air dropped sharply, and the coldness formed a sharp contrast with the warmth on Qianxunji's side. Then he swung the handle of the Haotian Hammer, which is known as the world's number one weapon spirit, in his hand.

"Qianxunji, come and fight!!!"

...

At this time, after driving day and night, Wang Zhao and his party finally arrived at the Xingdou Great Forest. Naturally, they would not know the war that had begun on the other side.

The three of them were entering the Xingdou Great Forest with a Soul King-level purple-robed cardinal who was dressed in casual clothes, and were led by him to the habitat of the Congyun White Python.

This is the benefit of having power.

With just one order, or in the form of a bounty, you can mobilize people to find the soul ring of your favorite soul beast all over the world.

Among them, the powerful ones can directly control the news of a soul beast race, such as the Xingluo Royal Family. The future Dai Mubai and Davis have the same first three soul rings and soul skills, which is enough to prove this.

Of course, most of the soul masters in the world are still like the protagonists of the original work, who only look for soul rings when they need to break through the realm, and have no time to make any plans.

And the sufferings that ordinary soul masters need to face are far more than these.

For example, can they, like the Destiny Child, just walk around the Soul Beast Forest and encounter the best soul rings that are suitable for absorption and are at the upper limit of absorption age?

If they don't force themselves to absorb some ordinary quality soul rings with lower age, will they just be stuck at the level without upgrading? Will they not be mocked by their companions, saying that they are dreaming of changing their fate against the will of heaven and are fanciful?

I think this is why there are so many soul masters with suboptimal soul ring configurations in the world.

They have no choice, no effort, and can only muddle through, and eventually become ordinary people.

So, does Yu Xiaogang's so-called theory of the top ten core competitiveness of martial spirits really help ordinary soul masters?

Yes, but definitely not much...

The Xingdou Great Forest is worthy of being the first of the three major soul beasts inhabiting places in Douluo. The dewdrops in the early morning drip along the broad branches and leaves. It is hard not to be amazed by this primitive appearance.

Although Wang Zhao had heard of its reputation in books many times, it was not comparable to what he saw with his own eyes at this moment. It was not until he saw this shocking scene that he felt a hint of "eternal" in Douluo.

At this time, a soft-bone rabbit passed by the front of several people inadvertently, and was suddenly blocked by Bibi Dong.

"Wang Zhao, come here and kill it."

Bibi Dong released her pressure to restrict the soft-bone rabbit, and said this sentence with her red lips slightly opened.

Wang Zhao was slightly startled.

It's not that he was afraid, but why was it so sudden?

Before he could think about it carefully, Bibi Dong urged again.

"Why, you practiced well with Xiaodie on weekdays, but when you really go to the battlefield, you don't know anything?"

After saying that, she couldn't help but chuckle.

This cheap student is very talented in martial arts knowledge, and is even about to surpass her. She has to admit that.

But now that they are in the wild, it is her home ground again.

Let the teacher teach you a good lesson and teach you what it means to respect teachers!

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong slowly stretched out her hand, lifted the soft-bone rabbit in the air, and then gently pinched it.

Bang!

A cloud of blood mist instantly burst in the air, symbolizing that a life was lost.

"Did you see it? Boy, welcome to the real world."

Wang Zhao: "..."

Butterfly: "..."

Guide Soul King: "..."

Isn't it embarrassing~

The soft-bone rabbit that just died: You are amazing! You are so noble! You used my life to demonstrate to students... Now you are happy, right?

Bibi Dong: "???"

It shouldn't be like this. No matter how evil Wang Zhao is, he is still a seven-year-old child. Shouldn't he be trembling with fear when he sees this scene?

As if he had heard what Bibi Dong was thinking, Wang Zhao's face suddenly turned "pale", and he couldn't help but take a few steps back towards her, and then "swish" hugged Sister Die's thigh.

"Well, Sister Dong'er is so scary."

He buried his little face deeply in Die's valley and said in a muffled voice.

Die's body trembled slightly, as if she was a little sensitive, but she didn't know how to refuse, so she had to look at Her Highness the Saint helplessly.

Bibi Dong: "..."

No, this matter can't be sloppy. As her student, if he doesn't even dare to kill a soul beast, that's terrible.

With this idea in mind, on the next journey, Bibi Dong would force Wang Zhao to take action whenever he saw some soul beasts that had been cultivated for ten or even several dozen years.

Not only the martial soul war beast-Jin Lin had to go up, but he himself had to go up with a knife.

Even if he couldn't kill it, he had to go up and fight.

From the powerful ants, to the sword bamboo, to the soft bone rabbit, and even the soul power holy wood...

Although the method is crude, it must be said that it is indeed effective. From this moment on, Wang Zhao truly digested the fighting skills taught by Bibi Dong.

Yes, every move is a deadly killing skill!

In this way, the group walked and stopped along the way, and finally arrived at a habitat of the white python from the clouds before the hot noon.

During this period, although they encountered many raids by soul beasts that had cultivated for thousands of years, they were all easily solved by butterflies.

At this moment, this small forest was silent, as if there was no trace of soul beasts at all.

But Wang Zhao, who had already prepared for this day, knew very well that the scene in front of him was reasonable.

Because...

The white python from the clouds, as the name suggests, flies in the sky and hides in the clouds!