I’ve already cleared Naruto, you let me travel through Douluo

Spirit Hall, the square in front of the Pope's Hall.

The moon was bright and the stars were shining. There was not a single cloud in the clear night sky. The fog that lingered around the Spirit Hall had also dissipated a lot. Standing here, you could still see the lights of thousands of households in the Spirit City.

"Show it here."

Bibi Dong smiled faintly on her delicate face, and pointed with her jade hand, "I'm looking forward to your performance."

The high-level officials of the Spirit Hall stood around in twos and threes, their eyes shuttled back and forth between the noble and beautiful figure and the white-haired boy, their eyes full of curiosity and exploration.

Originally, such a small matter only required two people to stare and verify, but the Pope came out first, so what was the matter with them not coming out?

This was the first time I saw the new Pope value a person so much.

Thinking of the outstanding performance of the boy in the hall just now, they were a little skeptical at the moment, who had sneered at Ju Douluo's words at first.

The eyes of the quick-witted people flickered, and they had already made other plans.

"Wait, His Holiness the Pope."

Guangling Douluo stood up again, regaining his extraordinary demeanor, with a smile on his handsome face, completely different from the angry and twisted him just now.

"It's hard to convince people if it's just a demonstration, how about I add some prizes?"

Here it comes!

Everyone was excited, knowing that this worshiper would not give up.

"Oh?"

His Holiness frowned slightly, "What does Guangling worshiper want to add?"

Buzz——

A hidden soul power fluctuation flashed, Guangling Douluo waved his hand lightly, and a dark red crystal appeared in his hand.

"That is."

Ju Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly, then his face changed, and he said in surprise, "Soul bone?"

Soul bone?

Su Chen was shocked when he heard the name, and couldn't help but look over.

The whole body was dark red, crystal clear, and a hot and strong breath flowed in it, like a beautiful work of art.

It is indeed a treasure of soul masters. Even though Su Chen cannot see anything due to his low soul power, he can feel that once he absorbs this soul bone, his physique and soul power will be greatly improved.

In addition, he seems to have sensed a familiar and strange breath in it, but he is not sure.

If it is really that kind of thing, this soul bone must be taken.

"Hiss, judging from its color and soul power fluctuations, it is probably a soul bone of at least nine thousand years, or even ten thousand years!"

"Looking at this shape, is it the right leg bone?"

"It is worthy of being the Guangling worshiper, he actually took out the ten thousand year soul bone directly!"

Everyone was surprised and talked about it.

Ten thousand year soul bones are extremely rare, and even for the titled Douluo, it is a treasure that greatly improves. If it is placed in the outside world, it is enough to fight for blood and cause a bloody storm.

But Guangling Douluo actually took it out like this as a prize for a show?

This.

Everyone smelled the unusual meaning in it.

"Your Holiness, how about this prize?"

The handsome young Guangling Douluo smiled and gently placed the soul bone on the stone platform in front.

"Elder Guangling is really generous, but it's a bit too expensive to take out a ten thousand year soul bone for such a childish play?"

The Pope's red lips moved slightly, and his beautiful eyes looked deeply at Guangling Douluo.

"Why don't you tell me first, how do you plan to show this little guy?"

She did not agree, or rather, she had begun to find ways to refuse.

Guangling Douluo was willing to take out such a thing, I'm afraid he was prepared to make it impossible for Su Chen to get it.

"It's very simple."

The handsome young man in a light gray robe blinked, and the ice flowers on his single eye flew off, causing the temperature around him to drop a few degrees.

He smiled and raised a finger, revealing his white teeth.

"One stick of incense, as long as this child can hold out for one stick of incense under his attack, no matter what, this soul bone of the ten thousand year spirit fire fox is his."

After saying that, Guangling Douluo clapped his hands, and a tall middle-aged man walked out from behind him with his head down.

"How is it?"

Guangling Douluo looked at Bibi Dong, and finally stopped his gaze on Su Chen.

Ju Douluo frowned and felt it for a while, then his face changed drastically, and he held Su Chen behind him, and couldn't help but said angrily, "You are so shameless to use a soul sect to test a soul master!!"

Soul sect?

Everyone was in an uproar, and their eyes went over one after another. After a moment, they looked at Guangling Douluo with a strange look on their faces.

It's really a soul sect!

No wonder he dared to take out the ten thousand year soul bone, isn't it too shameless?

This is no longer a question of whether he can get it, this is to let this child die!

"Didn't you say that this kid has a thousand-year soul ring? It just so happens that my subordinate has average talent, and the fourth ring is only a thousand years old. Besides, it's only for an incense stick of time, and it's not defeated. For a genius whose first ring is a thousand years old, there shouldn't be any problem, right? Besides."

Guangling Douluo's smiling expression suddenly turned cold, and his huge and turbulent momentum suddenly rushed towards Ju Douluo!

"Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like this!?"

The high-level Titled Douluo, the fifth worshiper of the Spirit Hall, suddenly revealed his terrifying power!

"Puff!!"

Caught off guard, Ju Douluo's face turned pale, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood. His breath instantly weakened, and his steps staggered. If it weren't for the Ghost Douluo who reacted and hurried forward to release his momentum to resist for a moment, Yue Guan would probably fall directly to the ground.

"Insolent!"

An even greater wave of soul power emerged, blocking Light Ling Douluo's momentum. Ghost Douluo, who was struggling to resist, suddenly relaxed and almost fell to the ground.

Su Chen, on the other hand, was not affected at all under the deliberate protection of several people.

Is this the strength of a high-level titled Douluo? It really shouldn’t be underestimated.

The young man's face was a little serious.

It seems that we need to focus on taking precautions against this person.

The beautiful eyes under the Pope's crown were full of cold evil aura, her long pink hair was fluttering in the wind, and a huge spider loomed behind her, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

"Elder Guangling, what do you mean?"

Click!

The hard masonry screamed under the impact of the pure momentum, and dense cracks gradually spread. However, when the power reached the critical point, it involuntarily stopped.

The confrontation between the two sides slowly dissipated, and the onlookers wiped the cold sweat on their heads and breathed a sigh of relief.

One is the new pope, the other is an old supporter of the angelic lineage

If these two people really fight, they really don't know what to do.

"I'm sorry, His Majesty the Pope, you just taught a lesson to the younger generation who don't know their dignity."

This woman has become so much stronger?

Damn, she's still so young.

Guang Ling cupped her hands, a trace of fear flashed in her one eye.

"I hope this never happens again."

Bibi Dong said coldly.

"Besides, this kid won't compete with your Soul Sect."

You know this old guy has no good intentions!

You actually have the nerve to say such shameless words, the fourth ring is the millennium, the first three are just decorations, right?

"Wait a minute, His Majesty the Pope, do I think we should ask the person concerned for his opinion on this matter?"

Light Ling Douluo hid his gloom and looked at Su Chen with a smile.

"How about it, are you willing?"

From just now, he noticed that this young man had been staring closely at the soul bone in his hand.

That's right, even a titled Douluo cannot remain unmoved when faced with a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone, let alone a child.

As expected, he heard Su Chen's answer.

"Of course I do."