Douluo: Martial Soul Divine Seal Throne, seize the throne Bibi Dong

A calm voice echoes here.

Everyone who heard Qian Renyu's voice felt their hearts sink at the same time.

Eyes one after another focused on the golden throne sitting under Qian Renyu.

The golden throne is very luxurious and lies across the sky.

Without too many fancy performances, just appearing there shattered all the fierceness brought by the Seven Kills Sword.

"Your Majesty!"

The ghost clutched his heart and saluted Qian Renyu fearfully.

Responsible for guarding Yu Xiaogang, suddenly he was worried about the current matter. Now he only felt that his whole body was tense and he did not dare to relax at all.

After all, he is a titled Douluo, looking after Yu Xiaogang, a useless person who is not even level 30, but he has allowed things to evolve to where they are now.

In terms of ability, it is 100% subject to huge doubts.

"It's okay! Don't panic!"

"You are no match for Senior Chen Xin. I will not be so unreasonable!"

Qian Renyu replied calmly.

Right is right, wrong is wrong, he has a balance in his heart.

He is no match for Chen Xin. It would be a fool's errand for Gui Mei to fight back head-on.

In the end, it was also the face of Wuhun Palace that was lost.

The ghost took a long breath of relief, bowed and retreated to the position behind Qian Renyu, and his hanging heart completely dropped.

From the day he seized the throne, Qian Renyu left an impression of being too overbearing on him and Yue.

These days, I have never dared to slack off in my work, for fear of being punished by Qian Renyu for any reason.

But now Qian Renyu's words made him a little unbelievable.

Qian Renyu didn't care about Gui Mei's reaction at this time, and his eyes were still fixed on Chen Xin.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned ugly.

The feeling of joy arising from the appearance of the earthly mind sinks to the bottom of the river like a boulder.

He already had an idea of ​​what kind of person Qian Renyu was, and he was many times more difficult to deal with than a ghost.

Chen Xin frowned and looked at Qian Renyu thoughtfully.

It seems that he is looking at Qian Renyu, but in fact, more of his eyes are on the golden throne under Qian Renyu.

"This seems to be a martial spirit?"

"Throne-type martial spirits seem to have never been heard of before!"

Chen Xin thought to himself.

Feeling the tremor of the Seven Kills Sword under his feet.

His solemn heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Liu Erlong has not reached the realm of Chen Xin, and cannot feel the true power of the Seal Throne, the God of Doom and Killing.

At this moment, all her attention was on Qian Renyu.

The ghost salutes Qian Renyu, all of which are under her gaze.

There is no doubt that Qian Renyu must be a very high-status person in Wuhun Palace. He can dispatch titled Douluo, so his status can be imagined.

"What does your Wuhun Palace mean by this? What has Xiaogang done? Why do your Wuhun Palace hang Xiaogang here in the sun and rain?"

"Let that woman Bibi Dong come out. I will have a good talk with that woman Bibi Dong today!"

Liu Erlong asked loudly, saliva flying from the air.

Qian Renyu glanced at Liu Erlong and was not very interested in Liu Erlong as a woman.

"Bibi Dong has resigned as Pope!"

"Now that I have succeeded to the position of Pope, it is my decree to punish Yu Xiaogang!"

"What do you want to say? I'm listening!"

The din suddenly fell silent.

Qian Renyu's understatement was so overwhelming that because Yu Xiaogang was hung on the city wall, because the din of the brief fight between the two titled Douluo, Gui Mei and Sword Douluo, was completely silent.

A pair of strange and horrifying eyes looked towards Qian Renyu.

Bibi Dong has resigned?

Why didn't Wuhun Palace publicize such a big event?

And Qian Renyu, a young man who looks to be in his twenties at most, actually succeeded to the throne of the Pope?

This...are you sure it's not a joke?

Liu Erlong was crazy and shocked, looking at Qian Renyu in disbelief, his breath stuck in his throat and felt uncomfortable.

Chen Xin's furrowed brows also trembled slightly.

For a moment, Qian Renyu looked at him with a bit of surprise.

Under the city wall.

Tang San and others were also horrified on the spot.

Some of the other members of the academy team were slightly older, and the looks they looked at Qian Renyu were even more horrifying.

It would be too shocking to sit in the position of Pope just a few years older than myself and others!

"Stop talking nonsense here!"

"Let Bibi Dong come out, I'm only looking for Bibi Dong!"

Liu Erlong came to his senses and didn't believe what Qian Renyu said at all, so he shouted loudly again.

Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth, looked at Liu Erlong with a complicated expression, and said in an extremely weak voice:

"Erlong, he has indeed succeeded to the throne of the Pope!"

"It is indeed his personal order that brought me to this situation!"

hiss--

Liu Erlong took a breath.

The eyes of the pupils were shaken instantly.

"Since you gave the order, I will talk to you!"

"Xiao Gang is from our Shrek Academy. Why do you, the Spirit Hall, punish us from Shrek Academy!"

Qian Renyu didn't like Liu Erlong at all, so he ignored Liu Erlong's loud shouting.

As if talking to himself, he said calmly: "It is true that Yu Xiaogang is from your Shrek Academy, but Yu Xiaogang was also an honorary elder of Wuhun Hall in the past!"

"I am the contemporary pope, and I need to consult your Shrek Academy about punishing those who violate the interests of Wuhun Palace?"

"It's just a Shrek Academy, is it worthy?!"

boom--

The words fell.

Qian Renyu's body suddenly erupted with terrifying soul power.

On the golden throne, the orange-red light melted the sword energy that Chen Xin had arranged for Liu Erlong.

The ultimate sense of oppression swept through Liu Erlong's limbs.

"I just told Senior Chen Xin."

"Ghosts are from the older generation, so it's inappropriate to bully the younger ones!"

"But I, at the age of 23, take action against you, which is not considered bullying someone small!"

Chen Xin's heart trembled. Unlike Liu Erlong's boss at this time, after hearing Qian Renyu's words, a dangerous look suddenly appeared in his eyes.

I had the idea of ​​​​taking action at this moment, but then I thought that Qian Renyu was already the contemporary pope, and he was a worshiper of the Qibao Glazed Sect, so he was no longer suitable to take action.

Unless, the Qibao Glazed Sect is completely brought down.

"Liu Erlong, step back!"

"You should, you are not his opponent!"

Chen Xin sighed softly, and the Seven Killing Sword took him back towards the Qibao Glazed Sect's camp.

He has done everything he needs to do and can do.

Liu Erlong understood what Chen Xin meant, but he did not choose to retreat at this moment.

He roared like a trapped animal, and said word by word: "Thank you, Senior Sword Douluo, for your help."

"I am no match for Titled Douluo, but he is a young man in his twenties. I don't believe that all my food for the past few decades has been in vain."

"The salt I've eaten is more than the rice he's eaten!"

Liu Erlong fell towards the city wall.

The moment his body landed on the ground, a loud dragon roar sounded.

"The seventh soul skill, the true form of the red dragon!"

Liu Erlong roared to the sky, all his strength burst out at this moment, and the red fire dragon rushed towards Qian Renyu and Yu Xiaogang.

Qian Renyu sat on the throne indifferently, looking at the red dragon that was approaching him menacingly, and raised his right hand from the relief.

Facing Liu Erlong's red dragon avatar, he gave an ordinary slap and pulled it out with his backhand.

From beginning to end, Liu Erlong was not taken seriously.

To paraphrase his cheap father's words.

A mere seven soul rings are nothing but self-destruction.