The true king of Douluo

Chapter 193: Burning Bibi Dong to death, Luo Jiutian ascends the throne

Black clouds are pressing down on the city, flowing clouds are hiding in the darkness, and Wuhun Palace has been shrouded in depression for days.Everyone was immersed in the disappointment of losing Pope Bibi Dong and War God Luo Jiutian at the same time. Even though Qian Renxue and Hu Liena tried their best to comfort them, the Douluo tried their best to suppress them.

But to no avail.

There were many people who stirred up troubles and stirred up troubles. There were countless people who fanned the flames and made insinuations. Rumors were rampant. Many ambitious people secretly communicated with each other. Just when Qian Renxue was unable to survive, Luo Jiutian, who had disappeared for seven days, returned. Wuhun Palace!

He was dressed in silver armor, riding a tall horse, and returned to the Spirit Hall with Bibi Dong in his hand.

After not seeing each other for seven days, Luo Jiutian's temperament changed drastically. His formerly handsome face was only cold and stern. The Bibi Dong he was holding in his hand looked haggard, and the hemp rope that bound him was soaked with sweat, wind and frost.Such an appearance shocked Qian Renxue.

The Titled Douluo were even more stunned, even Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo couldn't believe it.

No one knows what happened between Luo Jiutian and Bibi Dong during these seven days, so much so that even the remaining kindness in Bibi Dong's eyes when she looked at Luo Jiutian was gone, so that Luo Jiutian's warmth disappeared without a trace. No trace.

Half a day later, Luo Jiutian stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the Spirit Fighting Arena of the Spirit Hall, on a majestic high platform. The high platform was built overnight. A bonfire was blazing next to it, reflecting his gloomy face. A giant pillar stood tall. Beside him, there was a woman tied to him.

His hair was disheveled and he looked haggard.

The clothes are in rags and no longer elegant.

Tens of thousands of soul masters from the Wuhun Palace gathered together, from Soul Masters to Soul Douluo, with Titled Douluo as the leader, arranged in sixteen square formations, and crowded into the large soul fighting arena that could accommodate 10 people. The scene The atmosphere is tense and oppressive, making people afraid to speak loudly!

"Jiutian, the internal and external skills have been greatly accomplished!" The Golden Legion led by Ju Douluo was in the third formation. At this moment, he looked at Luo Jiutian and felt a burst of uncontrollable joy in his heart: Even though his temperament had changed drastically, he had become even more... Mature and steady, more calm and composed!

Only the children he raised in Yueguan can build a high platform in one day. With one order, one hundred thousand Soul Masters from the Wuhun Palace can gather together. The Wuhun Palace is in good order!

He raised Luo Jiutian, so he naturally knows what this change in Luo Jiutian means!

He, Yue Guan, is proud of this. As for Bibi Dong, no matter who she is!

Nearly 10 people stared at Luo Jiutian's back, slightly hunched over, no longer as arrogant as when Luo Jiutian left, and all kinds of little thoughts were deeply buried in their hearts. Some people, Think of your little actions during this period.

I couldn't help but break into cold sweat, the sweat poured down like rain, soaking my back!

With everyone's attention and expectations, Luo Jiutian turned his back to 10 people. He suddenly raised his hand, and the sound of the bell echoed throughout the world. A simple giant bell filled the sky and earth, hanging above Luo Jiutian's head. With a flick of his big sleeve, a brilliant golden light shot into the sky. As he stood up, Luo Jiutian turned around.

He is eight feet tall, has a face like a crown jewel, and has condescending eyes.

He is majestic, cold, arrogant and unruly.

A powerful force soared into the sky, and a spirit of bravery and advancement pierced the world. He looked at everyone and glanced at them one by one. Everyone was respectful and respectful. Even several titled Douluo were speechless: Martial Spirit Completely crippled, he still has such power!

"Is my life okay?"

Finally, Luo Jiutian spoke. His tone was calm, as if he was speaking to himself. The sound of the bell above his head was loud, but his deep words resounded to every corner of Wuhun Palace, and even far away, Spreading vastly into the distance.

"My father abandoned me before I was born."

This is about the past when Yang Jian took office as the God of Justice and reconciled with Ao Cunxin, but Ao Cunxin was already pregnant.

Luo Jiutian's voice was very low, but there was no emotion or anger. Only the sound of the bell was like waves coming from the sea. The waves hit everyone's hearts. Some people even spoke in Luo Jiutian's voice. Then I couldn't help it and sat down on the ground!

This man is a Soul Sage, a Seven-ring Soul Sage with the best soul ring ratio!

"One year old, almost died in the Star Forest."

A meteorite fell from the sky and killed Qian Xunji, but it also started a lifelong legend and a lifetime of evil fate.

Luo Jiutian tossed his sleeves and said calmly. He was as calm as if he was not talking about himself, but like an insignificant person. It made Qian Renxue and Hu Liena burst into tears, made Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo feel distressed, but the soul masters looked like He had a spear pressed against his throat, unable to move.

The sound of a bell actually evolved into thousands of invisible spears!

"Later, I considered your Pope my mother."

Luo Jiutian gently raised his chin and looked at Bibi Dong who was tied to the giant pillar. At this time, Bibi Dong had a rag stuffed in her mouth, with despair and unforgettable hatred in her eyes. She was so beautiful and unparalleled that Douluo Dalu was absolutely beautiful. His appearance was already down and out and haggard!

Having lost her soul power and her martial spirit, Bibi Dong is just an ordinary middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties!

"Mother,,," he sighed three times. The two words lay across Luo Jiutian's throat, and he choked and spit them out again and again.

Seeing Bibi Dong tied to the top of the giant pillar, piles of firewood below the giant pillar, and countless people in silence, Qian Renxue felt a heartbreaking pain in her heart at this moment. She couldn't help but scream and almost fainted in Hu Liena's arms, while Luo Luo Jiutian sneered again.

A sneer, full of helplessness, a thousand words turned into a sigh.

"This mother, she wants a lover, not me."

The invisible spear across the throat disappeared, and everyone let out a sigh of relief. But as soon as these words came out, the giant bell buzzed again, as if thousands of drums were beating rapidly and urgently in the heart, which made people irritated. The look he looked at Bibi Dong seemed to be filled with disgust.

Everyone seems to be immersed in the scene, like a baby abandoned by a cruel mother, pursuing a lifetime, longing for a lifetime, looking forward to it year after year, but it is just a word of concern, but what makes people extremely angry is that Yu Xiaogang's The figure suddenly appeared and laughed ferociously!

The sound of the bell, which enveloped everyone, was actually in sync with Luo Jiutian's mood!

"But, I'm telling you all!"

Luo Jiutian looked at the Golden Crocodile, who was indifferent; Luo Jiutian looked at Qianjun Subduing the Demon, but Qianjun Subdued the Demon remained silent; Luo Jiutian looked at the Thorny-headed Snake Spear, and the Thorny-headed Snake Spear shrank his head and lowered his eyebrows, Luo Jiutian looked at Wanqianhun Master, after a moment of silence, thousands of soul masters slowly knelt down on the ground!

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

The sound of bells is majestic, spanning ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad; the sound of bells is majestic, lasting for thousands of years; the sound of bells is melodious, resounding throughout the world; the sound of bells is brilliant and resounding everywhere, breaking down everyone's psychological defense line, like thousands of thunders galloping, The rumbling sound shocked the world and spread throughout the world!

One hundred thousand soul masters knelt down, and sixteen titled Douluo bowed down and surrendered under the leadership of Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo. Qian Renxue and Hu Liena looked at Luo Jiutian and then at Bibi Dong on the giant pillar, feeling happy but hesitant and painful in their hearts. As for Xie Yue, Yan felt that things were different and people were unable to resist!

"I don't believe in fate! I have already paid back what I owe in this life!"

Luo Jiutian took a step forward, waved his sleeves, and for a moment there was silence. The vision disappeared in an instant. After a loud shout, the storm surged!

"I have the final say on my life!"

Luo Jiutian took a step forward, stepped on the void, and slowly stretched out his hands, as if embracing the sun, moon, mountains and rivers in the night sky.

"The Wuhun Palace is originally weak and exists between the two empires."

Luo Jiutian walked step by step in the air, and the bell rang deeply again. Everyone seemed to have seen the hard and difficult years a thousand years ago, returning to the days full of blood and tears. For a while, some people couldn't help but burst into tears.

"They are all the popes of the Wuhun Palace, and they are all in trouble!"

"They are the thousands of soul masters in the Wuhun Palace who have been fighting through thorns and thorns for generations, through mountains of swords and seas of fire!"

“After thousands of years, we have never slackened off!”

The sound of the bell was as fast and powerful as a drum, rising and falling like ocean waves. The hundred thousand soul masters felt their blood boiling all over, and a majestic and high-spirited mood rushed straight into their chests. They wished they could be on the battlefield and fight in blood in the next moment!

"For 21 years, I have been bewitched by Bibi Dong, and I have been homeless and suffered a lot!"

"Fangyou Wuhun Palace is so famous!"

"But this Bibi Dong dares to ruin this great situation!"

Luo Jiutian pointed like a sword and pointed to the sky with the other. A golden light pierced the sky along with the sound of bells like a storm, dispersing the dark clouds. Everyone was enveloped by the sound of bells. Their eyes looking towards Bibi Dong gradually became blood red. Xiang Luo Jiutian's eyes gradually became fanatical!

"The strong will be strong, the weak will be destroyed. This is an era of changes that have not happened in Douluo Continent for thousands of years, and the collapse of rituals and music!"

Luo Jiutian's voice became louder and louder, and his final shout spread throughout the sky!

"Our Spirit Hall will be invincible!"

"Unify the continent, starting from ending the past and executing the previous pope!"

A ball of flame appeared on the tip of Luo Jiutian's finger pointing to the sky. The flame reflected his face. There was no trace of happiness or anger, and no one dared to observe his eyes. Only Ju Douluo looked at a certain corner of Wuhun Palace. , took a deep sigh!

Passing through the thick ground, there is a secret room underground, which was once specially built by the Secret Chamber Douluo.

Everyone was still immersed in the same and inextricable pride, and Luo Jiutian suddenly shouted loudly when the emotions of the hundred thousand soul masters reached their highest level: "After a thousand years of hard work, we mustered our strategy to control the inner world, and swallowed the sky to fight." The stars will destroy all the countries!"

"From the beginning of my life in Luo Jiutian!"

Luo Jiutian suddenly clenched his fist, with the blazing true fire Samadhi in his fist, burning the sky and distorting it: "I am the new pope of Wuhun Palace, the second pope No. 30. From today on, wherever mountains and rivers go, and where the sun and moon shine, They are all the territory of my Spirit Hall!"

Luo Jiutian looked down: "You guys are willing to conquer the mainland for me and unify the world!"

"You gentlemen, are you willing to join me in this grand event and build a supreme spirit empire together!"

After a brief silence below, one hundred thousand soul masters suddenly burst into deafening cheers and cheers. The overlapping sound waves actually dispersed the dark clouds in the sky and shook the ground beneath their feet. Only one hundred thousand people could be heard shouting loudly in unison. Drink, the sound of the bell echoes throughout the Douluo Continent!

"I am willing to fight to the death for Your Majesty! The Wuhun Empire will surely unify the continent!"

"I am willing to fight to the death for Your Majesty! The Wuhun Empire will last forever!"

"I am willing to fight to the death for Your Majesty! The Spirit Empire, the bloodline of the God of War, will last forever!"

??I know you all have doubts, so please read on patiently. These three chapters are written in flashbacks, and there are details within the chapters.

?The question is, will Bibi Dong die? How will Luo Jiutian regain his strength?

?I am in Yangzhou, the situation is complicated and not very convenient.Please understand.

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(End of this chapter)