I am in Douluo, and the female pope uses me as her first love substitute.

"In this case, I will be happy and free."

Wang Zhao said with a smile.

Hearing this, Bibi Dong's face became a little strange, and her emotions became inexplicably complicated and difficult to describe.

As for this "old house girl" in Wang Zhao's mouth, she had heard Wang Zhao say before that the Silver Dragon King was sleeping deepest under the Lake of Life in the Star Forest.

In the past few years, Bibi Dong also investigated Wang Zhao's situation in the Dragon King Palace, and learned about his "Seven Dragon Girls" training plan in Qianlong Academy without Wang Zhao's concealment...

So, it turns out that after so many years, Wang Zhao and the powerful God-level Silver Dragon King, who can transform into a human form independently and is also a peerless beauty, have become so familiar without knowing it.

Bibi Dong was thinking wildly, but she still didn't say anything. At this time, she heard Wang Zhao say:

"Besides, Sister Dong'er, you also know that as I am currently using my status as the 'Master of the Dragon King Palace' to demonstrate the strength of the Golden Scale Martial Spirit, I will undoubtedly be as good as a bastard in this competition. Apart from you, Sister Dong'er, who else in the audience can Can you be my opponent?"

Wang Zhao had a little leisurely look in his eyes.

"Yes, without knowing it, your strength has caught up with mine, and you have touched the threshold of that level with me."

Bibi Dong also felt a little emotional when she heard this.

"By the way, after you reached the ninetieth level, why haven't I seen you preparing for the ninth soul ring? Breaking through the realm of Titled Douluo should speed up your pace to get closer to that level of strength, right?"

"Maybe you can touch that level earlier than me..."

"There's no rush, I want to be well prepared for this matter."

Wang Zhao's eyes were a little deep.

"Last time, I discussed something with her. I think it was only in the past year or two. If that matter succeeds... I should say it fails, then my ninth soul ring will really be found. ”

Hearing this, Bibi Dong couldn't help but look at Wang Zhao with some strangeness and surprise.

"Are you planning to... after you officially break through and become a Titled Douluo?"

"Yes."

"..."

Bibi Dong was speechless for a moment, paused, and then turned around and said: "You are a bastard in this competition, so she is even more so? I really don't know how you discussed it. Or are you just talking about it?" This sect competition that can affect the structure of the continent in the next few years is just a game... By the way, there will be no problem with her taking action, right?"

"Don't worry, she's sensible. As long as she doesn't use her god-level power, there won't be any problems~"

"Then, can she imitate you well?"

"She is a god-level powerhouse after all. Although she was injured, she is still a real god-level powerhouse. Her current strength is still above the level where you and I can touch the threshold. It is useful for her to tease mortals. Nothing difficult."

Wang Zhao shook his head casually.

"But speaking of which, the Silver Dragon King, who has inherited the wisdom of the Dragon God, used the most primitive and stupid method of 'sleep' to recuperate before he met me... Sigh."

While the two were talking, they continued to move forward slowly, leading Ju and Gui Douluo behind them.

When he was about to reach the high seat, Wang Zhao suddenly raised the corners of his mouth slightly, thinking about the whole thing.

I saw that he suddenly raised his hand towards the void beside him, and with a surge of soul power, the Holy Scythe of the Dead appeared in his hand with its long handle spread with mysterious golden lines and its huge blade emitting a cold light. , and then, an extraordinary gray soul ring rose from under his feet.

This situation undoubtedly caused a burst of exclamations to be heard in the stands not far away. The eyes of several big-shot figures on the high table also changed slightly, and some of them focused on the gray soul ring around Wang Zhao. , some of which were condensed on Wang Zhao’s martial soul, the Holy Deathly Scythe.

A single gray soul ring, such a magical scythe martial soul...

You can't go wrong.

He is Li Ming, the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace!

Many people have thought about it, and then many "commonplace" doubts have emerged.

What happened to his soul ring configuration? What kind of soul skill does his gray soul ring contain? Is he actually a twin martial soul? If so, why didn't he expose another martial soul with full configuration, but instead exposed this sickle martial soul to make people guess his secret?

Wang Zhao didn't care about the speculations of these individuals. He just waved the Holy Scythe of the Dead in his hand lightly, and then pointed the sickle blade at "Wang Zhao"!

An unruly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was covered by gray mist.

"Jiejiejie, you are Wang Zhao? I have long admired your name."

Seeing the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace suddenly behaving like this, the atmosphere in the whole place instantly became a little tense. Countless people's eyes wandered back and forth between "Wang Zhao, Master of Dragon King Palace" and "Saint Son of Wuhun Palace, Li Ming" , I just felt that the two people seemed to be tit for tat.

There's something good to watch!

What's more, I thought in my heart.

As for the characters Ning Fengzhi, what I was thinking about was that this holy son of Wuhun Palace seemed not to be easy to get along with. His mood seemed a bit moody. He looked like a character like Dugu Bo, which was completely different from the "gentle and elegant" Wang Zhao. .

At this time, "Wang Zhao", who was sitting on the high seat with a calm expression, well, let's just say Gu Yuena, her eyes also changed without any trace, thinking in her mind what this stinky guy was going to do...

Suddenly, a lowly voice sounded in her mind.

"Na'er~"

"..."

The word "well" appeared on Gu Yuena's forehead for an instant, and her eyes were sharp, but in an instant she became leisurely and calm in line with the character of "Wang Zhao". She slowly stood up from the high seat and faced Wang Zhao directly. Zhao's sickle blade silently transmitted the message:

"Now that I have come out in my true form, Wang Zhao, do you want to be beaten in public?"

"Hey, I really want to."

"..."

After understanding what Wang Zhao meant, Gu Yuena put her face in "Wang Zhao's" face, and then said "Wang Zhao" on her lips, "His Royal Highness, you have been in the limelight recently."

"It's just a false reputation. Besides, it's just chasing a Suntian Douluo. It's not worth mentioning. It's not worth mentioning."

"It's a pity that I couldn't keep him at that time, otherwise I could have taken him to Wuhun City and asked him to kneel in front of my master's grave to apologize in person!"

Wang Zhao's words were full of "arrogance", which made Ning Fengzhi and Xuexing feel a little strange, and they were even more curious about this "Martial Spirit Hall" that had been hidden for many years and had shaken the world as soon as it was born. What kind of ability does "Holy Son Li Ming" have that can support him to let go of his bold words without any scruples?

and also……

He has such ability but can endure many years of snow hiding. Is it really as simple as it seems?