Douluo: Bibi Dong, why are you crying after I leave!

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

"His Majesty the Pope, there is only one child selected this time."

Yue Guan knelt on one knee in the center of the hall, which also caused Bibi Dong, who was sitting on the Pope's chair, not to see the fear in Yue Guan's eyes.

Although Bibi Dong couldn't see Yue Guan's eyes, the slight tremor in Yue Guan's voice was still caught by Bibi Dong.

"Interesting, where are the people?"

"Reporting to the Pope, we are still in the trial field."

After hearing Bibi Dong's words, Yue Guan's tone became somewhat inadequate.

"Proving ground? Interesting, interesting."

"I want to see how interesting the kid selected this time is."

Bibi Dong said, leaving the papal chair and walking out of the papal hall step by step.

Yueguan, on the other hand, followed Bibi Dong obediently and rushed towards the trial ground.

"twenty five!"

As the indifferent voice fell, there was a "pop", and a corpse with its throat cut fell at the feet of the voice owner.

The owner of this voice raised his head, his eyes full of killing and ferocity.

If it weren't for the terrifying scar on the left side of his face, his small face would definitely be the kind that would appeal to all ages.

However, this face now, combined with the fierce and murderous but calm eyes of the owner of the voice, is like the fierce and aloof wolf king among the wolves.

Beside the owner of the voice, more than twenty corpses had fallen.

And this crazy killing battlefield was full of fighting and screams.

However, the owner of this voice had the most fallen bodies around him.

The owner of the voice stared at the battlefield ahead, where more than thirty people were left fighting each other, looking for their prey.

There were also a few people in the field who laid their eyes on him, but when they looked at the more than twenty corpses lying beside him, they immediately looked away, not daring to look at him for fear that they would become his target. .

Anyway, in this fight, one hundred rises to ten.

As long as he becomes one of those ten people, he can survive, so why go looking for that cruel guy.

"If you get off to a bad start, create a situation that is favorable to you."

"Only those who survive are valuable."

After saying this, the voice owner grinned, and his ferocious eyes narrowed slightly, like a hungry wolf staring at its prey, looking at the chaotic battlefield ahead.

"It looks like a fight between trapped beasts, but it's just a hunting game."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was like a hungry wolf, taking the initiative to attack the chaotic killing field ahead.

"Whoosh!"

"Twenty-six!"

"Twenty-seven!"

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"Thirty-five!"

When the number of people he killed reached thirty-five, there were exactly ten people left in this battle including him.

This proves that the ten of them are the ones who survived this killing.

Although the remaining nine children were all three meters apart, they all stood aside, their eyes full of vigilance and fear as they looked at the demon who was covered in blood and looked like a demon from hell.

"What are you doing! We all survived!"

The boy, covered in blood, suddenly attacked one of them, and easily cut the other person's throat with the dagger in his hand.

When the others saw his sudden move, they all looked at him in horror and shouted at him.

"Survival?"

"Although only those who survive are valuable."

"but"

Having said this, the child quickly rushed towards the person closest to him, piercing the prey's heart with the dagger and pulling it out.

“When it comes to valuable things, less is often better.”

"The same goes for people."

Every time this devil-like boy said something, there was one less person on the field.

Until he appeared in front of the last child, looking at the frightened child who had collapsed, the boy "gently" stabbed the other child's throat with the dagger in his hand.

Looking at the other person's frightened eyes, he smiled slightly and said: "Often, uniqueness is the best."

He pulled out the dagger that had been thrust into the opponent's throat, and blood stained the boy's face.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, the young man sat down in a pool of blood.

"Sure enough, it's still a bit reluctant."

The boy sitting in a pool of blood reached out and touched the scar on his left face and smiled.

He didn't notice that the blood in the pool of blood underneath him slowly melted towards his body.

"Ok?"

As this question rang out, the boy already noticed something was wrong.

The blood in the pool of blood beneath him quickly merged with his body at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at this time, he also lost control of his body.

"Uh~~~"

Painful moans were squeezed out of the child's throat, and this scene happened to be seen by Yue Guan who came over.

Yue Guan looked at the big bloody cocoon wrapped in countless blood, and he could feel a fatal crisis from the big bloody cocoon.

Therefore, after seeing this scene, Yueguan rushed back to the Pope's Palace in Wuhun City and reported the matter to Pope Bibi Dong.

As Yue Guan left, the big bloody cocoon wrapping the boy had been completely absorbed by the young man's body.

When the big bloody cocoon disappeared, the scars on the young man's face were restored to their original appearance.

"Who are you and why do I appear here?"

"Why is there such a close relationship between me and you?"

Just after the big bloody cocoon was absorbed by the boy, a cold voice came into the boy's ears.

The boy opened his eyes, a red light flashed in his eyes, and then he regained his clarity.

What caught his eye was a cold-blooded woman wearing a white glazed suit.

"Introduce yourself, Wang Ye."

"People are wild and the roads are wild."

"Why are you here? I don't know the reason."

"But the close connection you mentioned is because you have now become my martial spirit."

Seeing the beautiful woman appearing in front of him, coupled with the cold temperament of the other party, Wang Ye, who was still a child, had no idea about the other party.

After all, although the other party is beautiful, he also has great temperament.

But she only appeared in the form of a martial spirit, and her soul-like body, as well as her connection with him, made Wang Ye just listen to the other party's two words, take a look at the woman's form, and then look at the current situation. The situation of the two people was revealed.

"Martial spirit? Wang Ye."

After hearing the child's introduction, the woman closed her eyes slightly.

In less than a few breaths, a sneer appeared on the woman's face: "Interesting."

The woman who was originally extremely cold, her voice at this moment seemed to come from the Jiuyou Cold Realm, as if it could freeze everything.

"Who are you? Why did you become my martial spirit?"

The woman's chilling voice had no impact on Wang Ye. Instead, he looked at his awakened martial soul with eyes filled with thoughts.

"I am the Empress of the Nine Heavens, Luo Jiuning!"