I am teaching soul beasts to cultivate immortality in Douluo

In the early morning, the sky was gray. In a luxurious mansion in Notting City, Zhang Xiaonan held an open-air gun in his hand, and several big men were practicing spear skills with him.

At first, they were really shocked by the god-given soul ring on Zhang Xiaonan, but later, they gradually became numb.

"How is it?" Su Shisheng slowly walked out of the room, looked at a few people, and asked lightly.

"Senior, Xiaonan has made rapid progress and has been able to compete with us in the past few days." Luo Yinyu stood up and replied.

"Yes." Su Shisheng nodded, walked to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down.

It has been seven or eight days since the Notting Spirit Arena was destroyed.

These days, Su Shisheng, Qin Weiwei, Zhang Xiaonan, and Su Yuntao all stayed in the residence arranged by Xiao Yuanshan.

Zhang Xiaonan did not go to school, but took a leave of absence and trained with several major champions of the Notting Spirit Arena in the mansion.

Su Yuntao often went out to meet her Sisi, but unfortunately, he always came back depressed.

Su Shisheng had been staying in Notting City these days, waiting, and now he was waiting.

Outside Notting City, in the Ruins Canyon, a woman with a scepter in hand and a black robe with a curvy figure slowly fell from the sky and entered the Ruins Canyon.

"What a terrifying power." Bibi Dong stroked the deformed stone wall, closed her eyes slightly, and seemed to be simulating the battle in her mind.

Opening her eyes and walking slowly, Bibi Dong entered the depths of the ruins canyon. An aura spread out from her body, and all the low-level soul beasts gathered around her retreated.

"The deeper you go, the more you can feel the deep murderous aura. It is worthy of being called the God-Slaying Sword. It's just a pity that the master is no longer here and the God-Sword is covered in dust." Bibi Dong strolled, and in front of him, suddenly a bright light appeared, revealing a patch of sword filled with blood. A clearing of broken swords and bones.

In the center of the clearing, a bloody long sword was suspended in the air, and the bloody aura filled the air and enveloped the surrounding area.

"God Shura couldn't get him to recognize his master, I wonder if I can do it." Bibi Dong said to herself, slowly approaching.

The God-killing Sword has a spirit and knows that someone is coming.

The surrounding blood energy suddenly shrank, the momentum suddenly changed, and endless murderous intent surged out, sweeping across all directions like a violent wave.

"As expected of the sword that man used, it is indeed extraordinary." Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with brilliance, and she murmured in her heart that if I could control this sword, it might be able to solve the problems deep in my soul.

The scepter in Bibi Dong's hand fell to the ground, and several soul rings appeared under her feet. An aura spread out from her body, and the Killing God Domain emerged. Within the domain, the invisible murderous aura condensed into substance.

The murderous aura on Bibi Dong's body collided with the murderous aura of the God-killing Sword.

In an instant, the horrifying murderous aura on Bibi Dong's body was retreating step by step. Bibi Dong stepped back repeatedly, withdrawing the area of ​​the God of Death. The murderous aura of the God-Slaying Sword disappeared, and then she barely stopped her body.

"It's so strong. This sword has not killed many people and has only killed gods twice, but it has such strong murderous intent!" Bibi Dong raised her head and looked at the god-killing sword in disbelief.

"It seems I'm still a little weak." Bibi Dong picked up the scepter, turned around and left, heading towards Notting City.

In Notting City, Su Shisheng took the tea from Qin Weiwei and took a sip. Feeling the murderous aura in the distance, Su Shisheng smiled slightly: "Here we come."

"Master, what's going on?" Qin Weiwei asked inexplicably. She looked around, but there was no movement. Why was the master so confused?

"A guest." Su Shisheng smiled, took a sip of tea, and used spiritual energy to melt it away, and an invisible aura emanated from his body.

"What a strong momentum!" At the gate of the city, Bibi Dong, dressed in black robe, suddenly raised his head, feeling the momentum coming from the city.

"Could it be that this is the aura emanating from the master who was given the soul ring by God as mentioned in the temple branch letter? It is so obvious that he wants to lure me there?" Bibi Dong lowered his head and murmured to himself in a voice as thin as a mosquito fly, thinking. .

Since the war four years ago, the importance of the Notting City Spirit Hall branch has increased significantly.

After entering the city, Bibi Dong walked straight to Xiao Yuanshan's residence, looking for momentum.

"Coming?" Su Shisheng put down the tea cup, raised his head slightly and looked at Bibi Dong.

"Well, Your Excellency, I wonder what brought me here?" Bibi Dong came over and sat directly opposite Su Shisheng.

"You want him, right?" Su Shisheng took a sip of tea and asked Zhang Xiaonan, who was practicing spear skills at the side.

Along with Su Shisheng's words, Zhang Xiaonan's soul power radiated out, and in Bibi Dong's shocked eyes, the golden-white god-given soul ring slowly emerged.

"This is really a god-given soul ring!" Bibi Dong's face changed slightly, her gem-like eyes were filled with shock, and she squeezed the scepter with a little force in her hand.

"Of course." Su Shisheng took a sip of tea and smiled lightly.

Bibi Dong withdrew her gaze, her eyes changed, and then she seemed to have made some determination. She looked at Su Shisheng and said, "Can you let her join my Wuhun Palace? I am willing to make her the holy son of my Wuhun Palace."

Bibi Dong's voice was extremely low, and her words were not forceful. Instead, she seemed to want to ask.

While speaking, Bibi Dong took off his hood and revealed his true face. This was a sign of respect for a strong man like Su Shisheng.

"You are the Pope of Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong!" Qin Weiwei, who was pouring tea for Su Shisheng, looked at Bibi Dong in surprise, opened her mouth slightly, and quickly retreated behind Su Shisheng.

He has an indelible hatred with the Angel Clan of Wuhun Palace.

In the distance, Luo Yinyu and others were sparring with Zhang Xiaonan, but they were still paying attention here. When they saw Bibi Dong, they were slightly stunned, shock flashed in their eyes, and they were almost shot by Zhang Xiaonan.

They quickly defended themselves, but Luo Yinyu and others couldn't hide their shock. Who was this senior? Not to mention that he could get such courtesy for killing the city lord's younger brother, but now he was sitting across from the Pope of Wuhun Palace. talk.

That was the Pope of Wuhun Palace, Titled Douluo, the most top figure on Douluo Continent.

Along with Qin Weiwei's words, Bibi Dong was attracted, her eyes glanced at Qin Weiwei, and she observed carefully. Bibi Dong's pupils opened slightly, her little mouth opened slightly, and she couldn't help but murmur to herself: "10-year-old soul beast!"

"Except for those few useless sparring partners, everything else in your courtyard is quite extraordinary!" Putting away the shock on her face and suppressing the shock in her heart, Bibi Dong turned her eyes and looked at Su Shisheng, her beautiful eyes were bright, and she said with a slight smile. .

In the distance, Luo Yinyu and others who were sparring with Zhang Xiaonan looked embarrassed, but they could not refute. That was the Pope of Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong.

And compared to those saint sons and geniuses, they are indeed useless.

"I wonder if you know about the war four years ago? I got some relevant information a few days ago. Do you want to see it?" Bibi Dongyu put her hand on the table, tapped it lightly, and asked with a smile.

"That skill was given by me." Su Shisheng said bluntly without beating around the bush.

Su Shisheng's words almost directly revealed his identity.