Douluo's Desolate Ancient Sacred Body

By the time Ding Han woke up, it was already ten days later.

When Ding Han woke up in Shengtianchi, he remembered the scene of Bai Zhan attacking him. He complained: "Damn crazy old man, you are so cruel! It hurts me to death."

"Boy, wake up!" came a voice from behind.

Ding Han looked back and immediately cursed: "Old madman, you are really crazy! If you dare to attack me, believe it or not, I will curse you to death."

There is no way, I can't beat him, and I still can't get enough of swearing!

Looking at Ding Han who was talking dirty, Bai Zhan just pinched his temples and looked at Ding Han with a helpless expression. He had no choice but to wait until he got happy with scolding before he could talk about serious matters!

A full half hour passed, and Ding Han's dirty talk hadn't stopped, and Bai Zhanzai couldn't bear it anymore.

"That's enough, kid, it's almost done."

"Okay? Can you tell me that it's okay? Do you know how much it hurts me when you hit me? If I can't beat you, or I'll kick you over, you don't know where the north, south, east, and west are."

Bai Zhan was not used to Ding Han, so he went up and punched him. Bai Zhan immediately felt that the world was peaceful.

"Seriously, how are you feeling physically?"

"What else can I do? It hurts!" Ding Han replied subconsciously.

But Ding Han felt his body and found that he didn't feel any pain, but felt full of strength.

Then he released his martial soul and found that he already had a third soul ring, which was still black.

"Old man Bai Zhan, what's going on?"

"It's nothing serious. I just beat you to a disability and fed you the Dragon Pill."

Beaten to a disability? You can only say this so naturally.

Ding Han asked again: "What about this soul ring?"

"Oh, it was transformed from that piece of dragon crystal. I have to say, that piece of dragon crystal is really rubbish. Have you ever seen such a crippled miscellaneous dragon?"

Looking at Bai Zhan who looked dissatisfied, Ding Han felt that he was not feeling well.

"Old man Bai Zhan, don't you look at your situation now, why are you imitating other people's faults?"

But Bai Zhan didn't say much to him and disappeared before Ding Han's eyes.

Looking at Bai Zhan leaving, Ding Han whispered: "Thank you very much, old man Bai Zhan."

On a mountain in the distance, Bai Zhan was sitting on a huge rock, but the tears in the corners of his eyes and the smile on his lips expressed his current mood.

"Boy Bai Zhan, you have found a good successor!"

"Senior Tianshen, stop joking, that kid is not qualified enough!"

But their smiles never stopped.

At this time, Ding Han was sitting cross-legged in the Holy Sky Pond, feeling the changes in his body.

"It seems that not only has the soul power been raised to level 35, but there also seems to be something in the left palm."

At any moment, under Ding Han's control, his left palm turned into a huge dragon claw, and he waved it gently, and huge claw marks appeared in front of his eyes.

"Is this an external soul bone?" He moved the soul bone on his chest again, and the two soul bones resonated the same.

"It seems that my strength has gone a step further. Teacher, when I become stronger, I will be covered with red makeup."

Then he left the Emperor's Temple and began his experience in the Wandering Grand Canyon.

Time flies, one and a half years have passed, inside the Wuhun Palace.

Xie Yue has reached level 49 and is in full retreat to break through to level 50.

Yan Ze broke through to level 49 not long ago and became a high-level soul sect.

Hu Liena broke through the barrier in her heart and her soul power reached level 48.

Wuhundian calls it the golden generation, but the incident about the Holy Son Ding Han is becoming more and more outrageous.

It was reported in the Wuhun Hall that the Holy Son Ding Han had become a useless person because of his too radical cultivation.

Well, a year ago, someone in Wuhun Hall began to depose Ding Han from the position of Holy Son.

"Your Highness the Pope, His Highness the Holy Son's training time has passed. Do you need me to bring him back? Now someone from the outside world has spread the news that His Highness the Holy Son is gone. Yue Guan asked him."

"What's going on?" Bibi Dong asked.

"Already fallen."

After saying that, Yue Guan lowered his head and welcomed Bibi Dong's anger.

But after waiting for a long time, I didn't feel its anger.

But Bibi Dong said at this time: "Announce it to the public. One month later, all the bishops and elders will be summoned to remove the Son of God."

"As long as half of the people agree, I will agree to remove him from the position of Holy Son."

After hearing these words, Yue Guan looked at Bibi Dong with a look of disbelief.

He said to him: "Your Holiness, think twice!"

But Bibi Dong just said coldly: "Go down and make arrangements!"

"Yes."

As soon as he left Yueguan, he was stopped by ghosts.

"Old Juhua, His Highness the Pope agrees! I'm going to pick up Xiaohan now. I don't know how he will look like in three years."

"Old ghost..." Looking at the behavior of his friend for half his life, Yueguan still held back.

"What's the matter, Old Juhua? If you have anything to say, just say it. After you finish speaking, go pick up Xiaohan."

"Old ghost, the Pope just announced that he will agree to depose the Holy Son in one month." Yueguan said with a trembling voice.

After hearing this, the ghost immediately looked at Yueguan with surprised eyes. "Old Juhua, who did you listen to? I'm going to kill him now."

The soul rings appeared on the soles of the ghost's feet, and a surge of anger rose into the sky.

"Old ghost, calm down. The Pope has his arrangements. We just have to listen." Seeing his friend's anger, Yue Guan stopped him.

But the ghost shot out and flew directly towards the outside of Wuhun City.

"Old ghost, where are you going!" Yue Guan chased after him and asked.

"The Lost Grand Canyon, I'm going to find Xiao Han inside and bring him to the Pope."

"Old ghost, don't mess around. If you mess up the Pope's plan, neither you nor I will be able to survive."

After listening to Yue Guan's words, the ghost calmed down.

"Old Juhua, you go make arrangements! I'll go and tell Na'er! Otherwise, I'm afraid she won't be able to accept it by then."

Yue Guan nodded, and the two went in different directions.

In the Bibi East Bedroom in the Lake Pavilion.

Bibi Dong sat in front of the bed, looking at the old letter, and looked out the window. Where her eyes fell, it was Ding Han's dormitory.

"Han'er, where have you been? It was the teacher's fault. He shouldn't have thrown you into the Lost Canyon." Bibi Dong had tears in her eyes.

A month ago, Bibi Dong went to the Wizong Grand Canyon, but searched everywhere but could not find any trace of Ding Han.

But at this time Bibi Dong didn't tell anyone, she just suffered it silently.

Suddenly there was a voice outside the door, and Bibi Dong hurriedly wiped the tears from her eyes with her hands.

"Teacher, why do you want to depose your senior brother as the Holy Son? Isn't he coming back soon?"

"Na'er, is this how I taught you? How can you be so flustered when something happens?"

"Teacher, please answer my question, Hu Liena asked."

"Presumptuous, who allowed you to speak to me like this, get out."

"Teacher..." Before Hu Liena could say anything, Bibi Dong interrupted him directly.

"go out"

"is teacher."

Hu Liena, who left, squatted not far away and cried loudly.

Bibi Dong in the room heard Hu Liena's crying, and her tears fell unconsciously.

Bibi Dong just chuckled and said: "Everything is just your own fault!"

In this way, the news that Wuhun Palace wanted to depose the Holy Son spread throughout the continent.

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"Fengzhi, what do you think of this matter? A man with huge bones and an extremely terrifying face asked Ning Fengzhi."

"Uncle Gu, I don't know too well. If this matter is true, the rumors will be true."

"It's rumored, Gu Rong asked."

Ning Fengzhi nodded, and then said: "There are rumors that the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace is eager for success, which leads to the decline of soul power and makes him a useless person."

But an old man with his eyes closed next to him said: "Fengzhi, we can't just take this matter at face value. It can only be true after it is confirmed at this time."

Ning Fengzhi nodded and said: "What a pity, a genius who reached level 20 at the age of six, and a genius with two purple soul rings!"

A voice came from outside the door, "Dad, Grandpa Bone, Grandpa Jian, come play with me!" It was Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect, who came.

Ning Fengzhi said angrily: "Rong Rong, how is your practice today?"

Ning Rongrong, who heard the scolding, was not used to Ning Fengzhi, so she sat on the ground and started crying.

Looking at Ning Rongrong sitting on the ground crying, Chen Xin and Gu Rong shouted at the same time, directly yelling at Ning Fengzhi: "Fengzhi, what are you doing?"

Then he said to Ning Rongrong: "Rongrong, don't cry. Grandpa will take you to play."

Then he picked up Ning Rongrong and flew out of the Qibao Glazed Sect's main hall.