"This is Bibi Dong." Ji Changzong looked at the woman in front of him carefully.

She is not tall, but has perfect proportions and fair and translucent skin. Even through the veil, Ji Changzong can still see her beautiful face from her faint outline.

Especially her temperament. As the most noble woman in the entire continent, Bibi Dong's temperament is beyond all women in the world.

But her appearance is just an add-on to her. The reason why Bibi Dong is convinced by everyone is her strength. With his unique talents, the Twin Spirits took over as Pope at the age of less than forty and single-handedly brought the Spirit Hall to its peak.

But how many people know the misfortune of the seemingly aloof Pope in front of them?

Among them, the one who reacted the most was the master, Yu Xiaogang.

Ji Changzong could clearly feel that the master's heart beat faster when he saw Bibi Dong, his breathing was short and heavy, and the look in his eyes showed confusion, regret, intolerance, and nostalgia.

Looking at Bibi Dong, there was only calmness and indifference in her eyes.

The former lovers eventually became people the other didn't want to see again.

How should I put it, Ji Changzong is still quite sad. They are all victims, it’s hard to say who is right and who is wrong.

As for the hatred between Bibi Dong and Tang San, that is another story.

"I don't know if Tang Hao is here, but my son has come to the Wuhun Palace headquarters. There is no reason for me not to come." Ji Changzong thought.

Soon, the three soul bones were taken into Bibi Dong’s hands from behind by the Wuhun Palace personnel.

Bibi Dong sighed and said with reluctance in her eyes: "Come on and receive the reward you deserve."

"Third brother, that's the soul bone," Ma Hongjun said tremblingly with red eyes.

Not just Ma Hongjun, when Bibi Dong opened the sunshade on the brocade plate, everyone's eyes were deeply attracted by the beautiful color of the soul bone.

"Xiao San, go ahead, this is the glory you have won." Dai Mubai swallowed, trying hard to divert his eyes from his soul bones, and said to Tang San.

"That's right, third brother, come up quickly," Ma Hongjun encouraged, with a look of eagerness on his face.

Tang San could only nod his head and was the first to walk towards Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong looked at Tang San in front of her, her eyes surging. This young man who defeated the disciple she had trained for many years was actually less than fifteen years old. She couldn't help but said: "You are worthy of being his disciple. You are outstanding. You are willing to join the martial arts." Soul Palace?"

Tang San's talent could only be best cultivated in the Spirit Hall, so Bibi Dong suddenly developed a love for talents.

Tang San smiled calmly, shook his head and said: "Thank you Pope for your kindness. I already have a goal for my future, and I don't want to be restrained, so I can only refuse."

"Oh, what a pity." Bibi Dong said regretfully, "Then I can only wish you can step into the Douluo Palace one day and achieve greater achievements. Have you thought about the soul bone you want to choose?"

"No need, I give up." Tang San shook his head, turned around and walked back to the team.

"Yeah." Bibi Dong was very surprised. She had clearly seen the yearning for one of the head soul bones in Tang San's eyes just now.

But she immediately understood Tang San's thoughts, and secretly sighed in her heart: "This child is among the best in both talent and moral character. Unfortunately, in this world, strength is everything..."

The master was the first to react and walked over to take the brocade plate from Bibi Dong for everyone: "Your Majesty, please give us time to choose soul bones and let my students think about it themselves..."

"Being bold and disrespectful to the Pope shall be punished"

The master's offensive action instantly aroused the dissatisfaction of Ju Douluo beside Bibi Dong. A wave of soul power visible to the naked eye erupted from his body, with only one target, the master's body.

"No," Bibi Dong exclaimed. When the master came over, she fell into a strange mentality towards the master. In a daze, she was unable to stop Ju Douluo's actions.

How could Yu Xiaogang, a man who had only reached level 40, resist a casual attack from a titled Douluo?

Yu Xiaogang spurted blood and flew out, falling a few feet away from Bibi Dong. Three soul bones also fell to the ground further behind him.

This sudden blow shocked everyone.

"Teacher" Tang San roared angrily, and Guiying Mizuo subconsciously used his strength and charged forward.

Almost at the same time as Tang San, there was also the furious Liu Erlong.

"Hmph, over-the-top"

Juhuaguan snorted coldly, showing disdain.

How dare these ignorant ants refuse the Pope's invitation and dare to be so presumptuous. They really think that Wuhundian is easy to bully.

Just because they dare to take action in front of the Pope now, it would not be an exaggeration to die ten thousand times.

Just when he was about to take action again, his eyes suddenly froze, as if he saw something fearful.

"Third brother, wait a minute, don't take action," Ji Changzong exclaimed, trying to stop Tang San with words.

It's a pity that he was still a step too late. The small black hammer on Tang San's chest was nothing if not the Clear Sky Hammer.

If he wanted to fight at close range, Tang San could only use powerful spirits like the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Oh, what is supposed to come is still coming, and there is no way to avoid it."

Originally, he thought that it was already the last minute, and as long as Tang San and the others took the soul bones and returned to the hotel, the matter would be over.

Exiting from Wuhun Palace smoothly, hello, hello, hello, everyone.

But things just don't go as people want.

"Tang Hao, Tang San...after all these years, you finally showed up, Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo, take down Tang San for me."

clang clank clank clank

Nine soul rings emerged from Bibi Dong's body, two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.

One hundred thousand year soul ring Bibi Dong actually has one hundred thousand year soul ring

The crystal red light was enough to shock everyone present, including the titled Douluo.

One hundred thousand years is the highest. It can be said that a titled Douluo with a hundred thousand year soul ring and a titled Douluo without a hundred thousand year soul ring are completely different concepts.

The Pope changed his mind on the spot. He had been so kind and blessing his descendants just now, but in the blink of an eye, he turned into a threat.

Bibi Dong even took the lead to ignore the unconscious master lying on the ground, and wanted to capture Tang San.

"What are you waiting for? Don't take action yet." Bibi Dong's words woke up the shocked Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo. For a moment, the two titled Douluo moved at the same time.

Without the master, the Golden Iron Triangle cannot release the trinity of martial soul fusion skills at all. Even if it is used, can it resist the two titled Douluo?

"Sword Douluo" Seeing that something was wrong, Ning Fengzhi immediately spoke to Sword Douluo on the side.

There was also Poison Douluo Dugu Bo, who blatantly chose to block the path of Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo at this moment.

"His Majesty the Pope..." Ning Fengzhi stepped forward quickly and walked to Bibi Dong's side, wanting to persuade her.

Bibi Dong frowned and said coldly: "Ning Fengzhi, you have to think clearly whether your Qibao Glazed Sect wants to interfere with my Wuhun Palace's business."

No one can dissuade her from arresting Tang San today.

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