Douluo: Draw the sword hundreds of millions of times, Bibi Dong is addicted

"Hmph, you don't care about it! Very good!" As a demigod-level powerhouse, it was the first time he took the initiative to accept someone as a disciple. Good guy, others don't appreciate it. Does he want to lose face?

When I came here, I was still swearing, but now that the result is out, it is very heart-wrenching.

"Then you have to take care of your precious disciple!" Qian Daoliu said coldly.

"Grand priest, according to our previous agreement, Xiao Wei is not willing, so you can't take people away forcibly!" Bibi Dong narrowed his eyes, and an evil and fierce aura erupted from his body, as if saying to Qian Daoliu, if you dare Step forward, and I'll die with you!

"The old man didn't say he would take him away."

Seeing this scene, Qian Daoliu was recalling Qian Renxue's expression just now, the strength in his body slowly restrained, he turned and left the place.

Seeing Qian Daoliu leave, Huang Wei asked: "Teacher, will my situation be very dangerous in the future?"

Bibi Dong said: "Don't worry, there is a teacher, no one can hurt you. After your son ascends the throne tomorrow, as a teacher, you plan to go into seclusion and attack the ninetieth rank Titled Douluo."

"Before you leave the customs as a teacher, you stay in your dormitory. No one dares to do anything to you." She comforted again.

Huang Wei nodded: "Yes, I understand Teacher."

"My training focuses on drawing swords. As for other training, it is superfluous for me." He added.

Bibidong said: "Others can not be trained, but Death Canyon is the only one that can't. The outstanding generation of Wuhundian needs to enter it and succeed, so that they can truly convince the public, and you are the master's direct disciple, Wuhundian. The Son of God needs to pass the level even more."

Huang Wei said, "Don't worry, teacher, I'm fine."

"Then when will I enter?" His pair of pupils filled with light showed determination.

"The higher the position, the greater the responsibility. The day you enter the Death Canyon after you come out of retreat as a teacher." Bibi Dong stroked Huang Wei's head, this is his excellent disciple.

Huang Wei nodded: "I know Teacher, I will be ready."

Bibi Dong said: "Then I won't bother you as a teacher, go to rest early."

After saying goodbye to her, Bibi Dong returned to her bedroom.

Huang Wei went into the bathroom to take a shower without hesitation, and after wiping off, he lay down on the big bed and fell asleep comfortably, but unfortunately, his hands were empty and something was missing.

The missing thing is the cell phone.

In his previous life, when he was lying on the bed after taking a shower, the first thing he did was take out his mobile phone to play Doujo.

Life at that time was so uncomfortable, and every time I think of it, there is a kind of lingering memory.

Just like that, before he knew it, he closed his eyes and fell asleep completely.

Breathing will be smooth and stable.

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At night in Wuhun City, a black-robed figure sneaked in quickly, came to an inn, and stayed in a guest room.

The person who came was Tang Hao who had been driving all day.

It is more than 3000 kilometers from Notting City to Wuhun City, which is as far as death. Generally speaking, it takes more than half a month for the carriage to arrive.

And Tang Hao flew at high speed the whole time.

So that's it for one day.

At this moment, under the black robe, there is a lot of cold sweat, and it can be seen that the consumption of soul power is not a lot.

Grab a bottle of wine and a plate of peanuts, and start eating.

His eyes were fixed on the direction of Wuhun Pope's Palace.

From his position, the vision is very good.

Chapter 27 The Canonization Ceremony of the Holy Son

"The holy son's martial soul is a sword. Tomorrow, you will meet him for a while to see what his true abilities are. You don't need to show mercy."

In the bedroom of an elder, he stared at a young man in front of him indifferently.

"You don't need to show mercy, what if I kill him?" The young man laughed.

"Kill it? Let's kill it. It's Bibi Dong and the others who are ashamed. The Holy Son accepts the challenge and is killed in the end. Then this Holy Son will only have a false name and become a joke of the world."

"Just right, let the world know how powerful you are, my good grandson."

There was a cunning and sinister look on the corner of Elder Douluo's mouth.

"Yes, Grandpa!"

The corner of the boy's mouth raised.

Overnight, the undercurrent surged.

At tomorrow's Holy Son ceremony, there will be threats against Huang Wei.

In the enshrinement hall, the golden crocodile looked at Qian Daoliu who had returned, and asked curiously, "How is the situation?"

"Rejected." Qian Daoliu said lightly.

As if it were a very trivial matter.

He is a great priest, a demigod-level powerhouse.

Absolutely can't show that look.

"What, you were rejected?"

The golden crocodile's smile froze in surprise.

"It's not a big deal."

Qian Daoliu walked towards the main hall.

The golden crocodile said: "Just now I felt a terrifying sword energy, which came from the Pope's Palace, but it disappeared soon, and I felt your holy light power, who is it? You actually want to do it yourself?"

Qian Daoliu was slightly stunned, and said: "This is that guy's self-created soul skill, that guy's talent is too strong, a 22nd level soul master created such a powerful soul skill himself."

Golden Crocodile was shocked: "What, self-created soul skills, a 22-level soul master created it himself? Still so powerful? This is somewhat absurd!"

Qian Daoliu sat on the main seat and said: "It's absurd, but it's true. Such a powerful self-created soul skill, the user is a great soul master, so naturally I don't need to take action, but it's a pity that Xue Er went Looking for the opponent to fight, I lost. If I don't make a timely move, Xue'er's current situation will be very bad."

Golden Crocodile was shocked and numb: "Miss is a level 49 soul sect, how could she lose to him? No matter how powerful her self-created soul skills are, could it be that Miss suppressed her cultivation? 27 ah!"

Qian Daoliu said: "Maybe it was suppressed at first, but in the end he was forced to do his best, but he still lost."

Even the experienced and seasoned Golden Crocodile couldn't help being frightened by Huang Wei's terrifying talent at this moment, and said coldly: "Such a monster, we may not be able to control him when he grows up, and he even rejected you. We formed two factions with us, how about I find an opportunity to kill him as soon as possible? To prevent future troubles?"

Qian Daoliu said: "No, no matter what, he is also Bibi Dong's direct disciple, the holy son of the Wuhun Hall, at best, find a chance to match him and Qian Renxue."

He could see that Bibi Dong loved her very much, if she really killed her, the other party would have already guessed that they did it, and when this woman went crazy, she didn't know what she would do.

Although he is not afraid, it does not mean that the rest of the people are not afraid.

No matter what, the other party is Qian Renxue's only mother.

Can't kill.

Qian Renxue no longer had a father, and if she lost her mother, it would be really miserable.

Jin Crocodile did not expect Qian Daoliu to have such a reversal, and said: "Old Qian, but he is not a god-level ah, and in the end he will be different from gods..."

"The plan for Sea God Island needs to be conspired in advance."

Qian Daoliu didn't answer him directly, but looked outside the door, and said such a sentence with ulterior motives.

Golden Crocodile was taken aback, although the other party didn't sound like he had answered his words, but in his opinion, this sentence had already answered.

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Early the next morning.

Huang Wei woke up from the villa, after washing up.

Under the servant's arrangement, he wore the holy son's costume specially prepared for him by Bibi Dong.

Compared with the previous ones, this costume of the Son of God is different in temperament and workmanship.

Compared with this set, the previous set is rubbish.

After wearing it, with Huang Wei's tall and straight figure and proud face, compared with before, he has undergone earth-shaking changes in terms of temperament, demeanor, aura, and breath.

His tall and straight figure like a sword, his beautiful face, and his noble and luxurious clothes all reveal his extraordinary aptitude.

After breakfast, when walking out the door.

Two familiar figures descended from the sky and came in front of Huang Wei.

"Holy Son, wearing this suit can be said to be a real new look, completely reborn."

When Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo saw Huang Wei today, they almost couldn't recognize him, and they showed amazing smiles.

Huang Wei smiled slightly, his beautiful smile was full of attraction: "Good morning, two seniors."

Chrysanthemum Douluo smiled softly: "Let's go, Holy Son, the enthronement ceremony of the Holy Son will be held in the central square of the Pope's Palace. The two of us are ordered by the Pope to take you there."

The next moment, a force slowly lifted Huang Wei up.

Fly directly towards the central square of the Pope's Palace.

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The Pope's Palace, the central square.

It is extremely lively today, and there are a lot of people here that there are not usually.

Below is the Golden Armored Team of Wuhundian, surrounded by auditorium stands.

"Hey, who of you know what the Holy Son looks like?"

"If there are any pictures, show me in advance."

"However, I heard that the Holy Son is the direct disciple of the Pope, and he has just received it not long ago."

"According to secret information, this holy son is only six years old, but his cultivation level has already reached the level of a great soul master!"

"It's really terrible, people are more angry than people."

...

The melon-eaters in the auditorium used their intelligence capabilities to discuss, and they were full of curiosity about the holy son who was about to be canonized.

Among the crowd, there were also many spies from other forces who arranged to join the Wuhun Temple in order to collect information.