At this point, Wang Yang paused briefly and then added: "So far, no one has seen his martial spirit, not even his spirit ring. If he hadn't defeated the god with one person, Spokesperson, I'm afraid no one will think that he is a Titled Douluo, after all, he looks so young." His words made everyone around him fall into deep thought. This mysterious Tang Sect leader was like a mystery, deeply. It attracts them, but also makes them feel an invisible pressure.
"I single-handedly defeated the spokesperson of God, and also defeated Sword Douluo in the way of swordsmanship!" After hearing what Wang Yang said, Xu Jie and Chen Xu looked at each other, then took a breath of air at the same time, and looked at Jiang Han again His eyes were filled with strangeness. In addition to shock, they were still shocked. At this moment, they were even more grateful for their previous choice in the plant forest. Sometimes, giving in is a wise decision. As for the previous idea of waiting for the sect leader to come and then take revenge, they have long been forgotten. They know very well that in front of such a strong man, revenge is just an unrealistic fantasy.
"Aren't the people from Wuhun Palace coming? It just so happens that there is one less opponent." Dai Tianya glanced in the direction of Wuhun Palace with a hint of happiness in his tone. However, as soon as he finished speaking, three rainbows flew from a distance like meteors. They were so fast that they landed at the front of the Spirit Hall team in an instant. Those three rainbows carried powerful soul power fluctuations, making the surrounding air tremble.
"Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and...the Pope!" After seeing clearly the appearance of the three visitors to the Spirit Hall, Dai Tianya from the White Tiger Sect, Li Hai from the Wind Sword Sect, Lin Bin from the Elephant Armor Sect, and Wang Yang from the Fire Leopard Sect. The sect leaders of the four sects exclaimed at the same time, with shock on their faces. They never expected that Wuhun Palace would attach so much importance to this treasure land, not only sending out two major titled Douluo, but also the Pope himself. This undoubtedly adds more variables and tension to this already fierce competition.
Dugu Bo's dark green pupils shrank involuntarily, his brows furrowed tightly, and there was a bit of astonishment in his eyes. He was well aware of the weight of Wuhundian's move. The Pope's personal visit meant that Wuhundian was determined to win. This made his already solemn mood even heavier, and the situation in this battle became increasingly complex and unpredictable.
Jiang Han's expression didn't change much, he just looked at Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo and the Pope for a moment with an indifferent expression. His eyes were deep and calm, as if every situation was expected and there was no trace of panic.
On the other hand, when Yu Xiaogang, who was behind Jiang Han, saw the Pope of Wuhun Palace, his expression changed suddenly and his body seemed to freeze. Countless complex emotions flashed through his eyes, including surprise, attachment, and pain. All kinds of emotions were intertwined, leaving him at a loss for a moment.
"Teacher Xiaogang, isn't that your first love? Why don't you go up and say hello?" Tang San had a little playfulness on his face, and pointed at Bibi Dong with his little finger, his eyes shining with curiosity. Although he is young, he can still feel the subtle and complicated atmosphere between Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong.
"Shut up, you kids don't have to worry about adults' affairs." Yu Xiaogang glared at Tang San angrily, and then ignored Bibi Dong as if nothing had happened. He tried hard to suppress his inner emotions and try to keep himself calm, but his slightly trembling hands betrayed the turmoil in his heart.
Bibi Dong in front of Wuhun Hall looked towards Jiang Han. When her eyes fell on Yu Xiaogang, her graceful body trembled violently for a moment, but the surprised expression only flashed. After that, the calmness as before was soon restored. She is like a bottomless lake. It looks calm on the surface, but in fact there are turbulent waves hidden deep in her heart.
After that, Bibi Dong walked towards Jiang Han with graceful steps, each step carrying an innate nobility. Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo followed closely behind, their eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly, always prepared to deal with possible emergencies.
Today, Bibi Dong was as usual, wearing a luxurious black robe with gold patterns. The gold patterns on the robe shone brightly in the sun, as if they were the brilliance of the sun. Wearing a nine-curved purple gold crown, the gems inlaid on the purple gold crown exude mysterious and dazzling light, demonstrating her supreme status. He held a scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless gems. The gems on the top of the scepter seemed to contain mysterious power, and there were faint fluctuations of soul power emanating from it. The invisible nobility and holiness she exudes makes people feel like they are worshiping her, as if she is a messenger of God descending into the world.
"Master, I seem to have seen the symbols on these two people from your Sixth Emperor Card that day." Looking at the symbols on the chests of Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo's robes, Tang San couldn't help but say. His eyes were wide and curious. He was full of curiosity about everything around him, especially those related to mysterious powers.
"The chrysanthemums and skulls on that sign refer to the two of them." Thinking of the name of Chrysanthemum Douluo, Jiang Han couldn't help but smile knowingly, Yueguan, Chrysanthemum Pass. There was a hint of teasing in his smile, and he had his own opinions and judgments about these two powerful men from the Spirit Hall.
"Master Tang Sect, I really didn't expect you to come. Although this is the first time we have met, I have been paying attention to you since you killed a little deacon of my Wuhun Palace." Bibi Dongchi He walked up to Jiang Han holding the scepter, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Her voice was clear and sweet, but it also carried a kind of majesty that no one could ignore, "After that, I sent a Contra to invite you to come to the Wuhun Hall, but who would have thought that the Contra was also taken over by you? Killed. Later, you defeated God's spokesperson, established the first-level sect Tang Sect, and immediately entered everyone's sight." Her words seemed to be an understatement, but they contained profound meanings, and every word was full of meaning. Like a stone, it stirs up ripples on the calm lake.
"What? The leader of the Tang Sect actually killed someone from the Wuhun Palace, Contra!"
"So, doesn't the Tang Sect already stand on the opposite side of the Wuhun Palace?"
"With Wuhun Palace's unyielding style of revenge, it is only a matter of time before we deal with the Tang Sect. It seems that this so-called new first-level sect will not survive for long!"
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After hearing Bibi Dong's words, everyone in the audience looked at Jiang Han again, with a kind of respectful respect in their eyes. He actually dared to kill the Douluo from Wuhun Palace. This was something that most titled Douluo would not dare to do. In this continent where Wuhun Palace is respected, Jiang Han's behavior is undoubtedly a challenge to authority, and it also makes him a legendary figure in the eyes of everyone.
As for the leader of Fengjian Sect, Li Hai, there was a little more expectation in his eyes. It would be great if he could kill the Tang Sect leader with the help of Wuhun Palace. He was secretly thinking, hoping that this competition would turn into a conflict between Wuhun Palace and Tang Sect, so that he could reap the benefits. "Why, is the Pope ready to avenge your men?" Jiang Han spread his hands and looked at Bibi Dong with a playful expression on his face. He was not afraid of the threat from Wuhun Palace, but instead dealt with it with a relaxed attitude, which made the people around him look at him even more with admiration.
In the original work, Bibi Dong is the youngest pope in the history of Wuhun Palace and one of the killing gods in the Killing City. Similarly, she was also a twin martial soul, and even received the inheritance of the Rakshasa God in the end, and succeeded her as the new Rakshasa God. Her strength and ambition are awe-inspiring in the entire Douluo Continent.
"The sect master is overly worried. A deacon and a Contra are not worthy of me doing anything for them. My purpose of coming here is the same as yours, both for the treasure land that is about to be formed." Bibi Dong shook her head, He looked away from Jiang Han. There was an imperceptible light in her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.
The next moment, the eyes of Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang collided in the air, without any sparks bursting out, but there was an invisible emotion filling the air. It was a complex emotion of reunion after many years, including love, hate and regret.
Yu Xiaogang sighed quietly, there was something more in his indifferent eyes, there was apology, memories, but more of a sense of sadness. His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start. Those past events that had been sealed in the dust over the years came to his mind like a tide, making his heart unable to calm down for a long time.
"Long years no see." Bibi Dong's soft and melodious voice can easily make people feel like they are taking a breath of spring breeze. However, beneath this gentle surface, there are complex emotions hidden. She looked at Yu Xiaogang, a hint of imperceptible tenderness flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by indifference.
"Yes, I haven't seen you for many years. How have you been over the years?" Yu Xiaogang's eyes became hard. His voice was a little hoarse, and every word seemed to be forced out of his throat with difficulty. He looked at the woman he once loved deeply in front of him with mixed feelings in his heart.
A faint smile appeared on Bibi Dong's face: "Of course it's good if it's over ten thousand people. As the ruler of Wuhun Palace, even the emperors of the two empires must show courtesy to me. Do you think there is anything wrong with me? Okay?" There was a hint of pride in her tone, but her smile looked a little bitter. She used power and status to cover up her inner pain, trying to make herself appear invincible.
"Dongdong, I know the pain in your heart." Yu Xiaogang sighed again, feeling ten years older for a moment. His eyes were full of pity and remorse. He was well aware of the pain Bibi Dong had experienced over the years, and he also regretted his original decision.
"Dongdong? I can't remember how many years no one has dared to call me like this." Bibi Dong's voice suddenly became cold, "Please call me Pope, or call me Your Majesty. I am no longer the silly Bibi I was." It's over." Her eyes became cold, as if an invisible barrier had been erected to separate herself from Yu Xiaogang. She no longer wanted to be bound by her past emotions, and tried to use indifference to protect her already riddled heart.
"His Majesty the Pope, let bygones be bygones." Yu Xiaogang's pupils shrank a bit, and a trace of pain flowed out of them. He turned around, as if he didn't want to look at that familiar face anymore. He knew that there was no going back between them, and those beautiful memories could only stay in the past forever.
"Haha - let the past thing you said be in the past?" Bibi Dong suddenly laughed, as if he had completely changed. The original holy aura on his body disappeared, replaced by a touch of heart-stopping madness. : "Yu Xiaogang, do you still remember how you left me? For your sister, it's funny, it's so funny." Her eyes were burning with anger, which was the hatred that had been suppressed in her heart for many years. .
"You actually refused to accept me for the sake of your sister. I can become the pope thanks to your gift, but I hate you! You are the person I hate most in my life. I have already stood at the top of the continent. , I will make you suffer, I will torture Liu Erlong, and I will destroy everything you care about!" Bibi Dong became more and more excited, her eyes were as cold as poisonous snakes, staring at her intently! Yu Xiaogang seemed to want to devour him.
"Did I leave you? Who knows what the truth is." Looking at the crazy Bibi Dong, a look of pain appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face. He knew that Bibi Dong was blinded by hatred at this time, and no matter how he explained, it would be useless.
"Bibi Dong, Xiaogang is now a member of our Tang Sect. If you want to hurt him, or if you want to target our Tang Sect, I hope you will carefully consider the strength of your Spirit Hall before taking action. I, the Tang Clan, are not something you can easily swallow." Jiang Han looked at Bibi Dong calmly, and it was not difficult to hear the threat in his words. His eyes are firm and fearless, and he will not let his people be harmed in any way, even if the other party is the powerful Pope of Wuhun Palace.
"The days are long!" Bibi Dong snorted coldly, then turned back to where everyone in Wuhun Hall was. Her eyes shone with a complicated light, including hatred for Yu Xiaogang and fear of Jiang Han and the Tang Clan. This battle has become more complicated and confusing.
"Did you just hear the conversation between the Pope of Wuhun Palace and the mentor of Tang Sect? They have that kind of relationship!" A soul master whispered with surprise on his face, his eyes sparkling with curiosity and gossip. light. The people around him nodded, obviously shocked by the sudden appearance of the melon.
"Who knows the origin of that mentor from the Tang Sect? To be favored by the Pope, he must be a big shot." Another soul master guessed, with a hint of doubt in his voice. In their eyes, Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace was superior, and anyone who could have emotional entanglements with her must have an unusual identity. (End of chapter)