Douluo's Opening Confession to the Female Pope

Yu Yuanzhen's sleeves fluttered automatically without wind, and he was suspended in mid-air. His figure should look small, but in the eyes of everyone, he was as tall as a god or a demon.

When he gets angry, no one can ignore him.

Even Lin Langtian couldn't help but get serious, at the same level, he would rather fight against the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul than against him, at least for now he is not the opponent's opponent.

"Okay! Very good! Enter the palace with me!"

Yu Yuan shook his sleeves and left.

When he turned around, he took a deep look at Lin Langtian, feeling a little dignified in his heart. Before that, he still regarded Lin Langtian as a junior, but at this moment, he put him on an equal footing.

At least in terms of strength, although it is not as good as Title Douluo, it is not far behind.

However, even so, Yu Yuanzhen will not change his attitude because of this, not to mention the enmity between the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family, the blade flame just now is enough to make both sides enmity.

The elders on the top of the mountain looked at Lin Langtian from a distance, paused for a while, then turned and entered the main hall.

The children of the family gradually came back to their senses at this time.

They all looked at Lin Langtian in an extremely tacit understanding, their eyes were full of annoyance and fear. They thought they couldn't resist the saber flame just now, and the only way to face him was death.

They are all heroes of the younger generation, but now they realize their insignificance.

Yu Tianheng's clenched fist gradually loosened, and drops of blood oozed from the wound on the palm of his hand. He hated his own incompetence very much. Although there is not much difference in age next year, there is a world of difference in strength.

Such a gap made him almost mad with hatred.

Seeing Lin Langtian's indifferent expression, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to suppress his emotions, "His Royal Highness, please!"

"it is good."

Lin Langtian led a group of soul masters to climb the mountain.

Everyone in the Wuhun Hall followed closely. Although they knew that they could not harm the Holy Son, they still protected Lin Langtian in the center. Bishop Jason even quietly released the Wuhun.

main hall.

In a short while, the room has been cleaned and restored to its grandeur.

Yu Yuanzhen, who was sitting at the head of the hall, had a straight face. When he saw the Wuhundian group entering the hall, his eyes were half-opened, revealing a sharp gaze of scrutiny, with a terrifying majesty without anger.

One hand rests flat on the thigh while the other holds the teacup.

In the eyes of outsiders, they thought he was putting on airs, but in fact, Yu Yuanzhen was relieving the injury on his palm, and he was not able to get away from the saber flame just now.

"Junior, your strength is good, but your temperament still needs to be refined."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yu Yuanzhen put his identity above Lin Langtian and commented.

Moreover, there were no seats prepared for the soul masters of the Wuhun Hall.

Some of the elders on both sides of the hall smiled but not smiles, some lowered their eyes, and some looked at Lin Langtian curiously... It was different from the previous ones, some of them had different thoughts at this time.

For example, the few people headed by Yu Luomian are willing to submit to Wuhundian.

Hearing this, Bishop Jason's face turned black.

Logically speaking, the suzerain status of the upper three sects is at most half a level behind the pope. As the holy son, Lin Langtian can really be called a junior.

However, the contemporary Holy Son can be different from the past, but the future Pope who is called the Son of God!

The opening is "junior", it's no wonder that everyone in Wuhundian can feel comfortable hearing it.

However, Lin Langtian curled the corners of his lower lips, and didn't bother with the question of titles. He glanced around the crowd and said with a smile: "I heard that the noble sect has encountered some reputation smears recently."

Lin Langtian, the instigator, stared at Yu Yuanzhen with a smile in his eyes.

"Ask knowingly!" Yu Yuanzhen snorted coldly.

"Hehe, I solved this trouble for the noble family." Lin Langtian still had a faint smile on his face.

But in the ears of everyone, they heard a different meaning.

Trouble solved?

The senior members of the Landian Tyrannosaurus rex family fell into doubts, but soon had a guess, and they all restrained their expressions, and looked at Lin Langtian with unison.

If the guess is true, then the reason for Wuhundian's coming is intriguing...

Yu Yuanzhen's face froze, and then he returned to normal. He put the teacup in his hand on the table with a bang, stared at Lin Langtian, and said word by word: "What do you mean?"

Lin Langtian didn't say anything, but a light flashed in his hand, and a wooden box appeared.

Lift the lid, revealing a stinking head.

Looking at his face, one can vaguely tell that it is Yu Xiaogang, but his face is covered with corpse spots and his skin is dark blue.

This is of course not the real head, but it was forged by Lin Langtian secretly with both hands when he was on the mountain road. It cannot withstand careful investigation, but no one will check it at this time.

The sharp-eyed elders swallowed, and slowly turned their heads to look at Yu Yuanzhen.

Even though the relationship between father and son was about to be severed and they hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, after all, blood is thicker than water. The moment Yu Yuanzhen saw the head, he was stunned for a while.

After a few seconds, boom! ! !

Yu Yuanzhen shattered the table next to him into powder with one palm, his eyes were round and red, and a tyrannical aura erupted, sweeping indiscriminately like a storm on the sea.

For a while, the sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground was endless.