In the Slaughter City, she felt that Wang Wu's strength should be at the side of Contra, but after she left the road to hell, even the ghost elders were defeated.
Half a year later, I went to the appointment on time, came to the Pope Palace, and picked five titled Douluo!
The powerful strength was shown step by step, and in the end, the two sacrifices were forced to take action, and he was barely restrained!
This situation is far from imagined by Hu Liena!
Under all the mixed emotions, the light in her eyes was full of admiration.
"Good good!"
Bibi Dong finally spoke, and his majestic voice was a bit warmer than rare.
Bibi Dong looked at the white death **** in the center of the square with piercing eyes.
Nicholas* King Five.
What a simple name?
A mysterious strong man who walked out of the extreme north could be so strong!
The opponent's cultivation method, soul bone, soul ability, martial soul, soul ring, etc., can be said to be the strongest and most special existence they have seen in these years!
Compared with more than four years ago, that September 1st is not inferior, even much stronger!
The most important thing is that the other party saved the child Nana, which shows that he doesn't hate the Spirit Hall, and Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo have handled them very well, stopping the sins on them both. It also happened to give her a chance to solicit and fill the vacancy.
With this powerful main force, as long as he is firmly trapped in the Wuhun Hall, the future can be accomplished!
Bibi Dong thought about it.
I have to say, watching this white death **** play six games in a row, each one brings different feelings to her.
"Wang Wu, are you really willing to join our Spirit Hall?"
Bibi Dong smiled and walked to the square with seven titled Douluo.
Wang Feng was secretly vigilant in his heart, as long as he didn't pay attention, he immediately used teleport to run away.
Recalling these six battles, Wang Feng had already practiced in his mind, except for the last one against Golden Crocodile Douluo.
The powerful pressure of the 97th-level Title Douluo surpassed Wang Feng's imagination, and the remaining five games were all within Wang Feng's vision.
"I'm here to promise as long as you sincerely join us in the Hall of Souls. Your position is only under me! I will give the Hall of Souls the position of Pope, the Pope in White! At the same time, apply to the House of Elders and appoint you as The three consecrations of the elder hall!"
Bibi Dong looked at the white death **** in front of him with scorching eyes.
Wang Feng's heart moved, Wuhun Hall actually has two main forces, one is the Pope Hall, and the other is the Elder Hall.
The most complicated thing is the Hall of Elders, where many elders have the right to make decisions on important matters in the Hall of Spirits.
Among the elders, the most important thing is to worship.
Pope Bibi Dong has worked hard to rule over the years, and has already swept over many elders in the Wuhun Hall, taking orders from her.
But in fact, there are still several titled Douluos in the elder hall, they are just exclusive to the elder hall, and they are not entirely under the orders of the pope.
Among them, Qian Daoliu, a peerless Douluo, is the most vivid example.
The Pope Hall has the power to coordinate all Wuhun Halls on the mainland.
To put it simply, it is the relationship between ZF and *, Wang Feng can see clearly.
The Papal Palace is Bibi Dong, coordinating everything.
Among them, it was the first time that Wang Feng heard about the position of the pope, but only under the palace of the pope, this alone was enough to prove that Bibi Dong wanted to win over him.
And the elder hall cannot be bypassed, so he must also be in the elder hall.
But these two positions, no matter which one they are, are above ten thousand people!
Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned slightly when he heard this, but didn't say anything. This white-clothed death **** indeed possessed such strength.
It's just that Bibi Dong was too arbitrary and directly made this promise.
Because the position of the Pope is also determined by the elders of the Presbyterian Hall, after consultation.
The pope just has the right to choose.
This position, in the Papal Palace, is the highest-ranking figure under the Pope.
Bibi Dong obviously wants to cultivate the white death **** into a confidant!
Hu Lina at the back also opened her eyes wide and looked at Wang Feng without blinking.
The position of the pope is naturally clear to her. In the history before the Temple of Wuhun, the pope was actually equivalent to the pope, but it gradually developed and split into two different positions.
The position of the Pope is already in a semi-abolished state, especially after Bibi Dong took office, the title was completely abolished.
Unexpectedly, the teacher actually took out this position again as a promise.
This proves that the teacher really looks at Wang Wu!
Thinking of this, Hu Liena Xiafei had both cheeks, her eyes gleaming at the white death god.
"It doesn't matter if the place is not in status. I'm here because you are interested in the Spirit Hall, and just want to join the Spirit Hall. Now I really feel that your Spirit Hall is a bit interesting."
Wang Feng still said lightly, as if he didn't know how noble the position was.
It couldn't be better for Bibi Dong to win over herself and treat herself as a confidant. It's not in vain that he performed so sincerely and designed for so long.
Of course, this location is probably not so sitting.
Just a promise does not mean that Bibi Dong will really explain everything to him.
But at least it is close to the biggest villain of the original.
Wang Feng even wanted to know that with Bibi Dong's position, he would definitely give himself various temptations and tests.
Once there is a problem...
But no matter what, when you reach this position, you will definitely be able to access some of the secrets of the Spirit Hall.
"it is good."
Hearing the answer, Bibi Dong's smile was even more serious, "Then, I have already expressed my sincerity. Wang Wu, you should also express your sincerity."
"What sincerity?"
Wang Feng asked.
Bibi Dong smiled and pointed to the mask on Wang Feng's face, "This, you should take it off. Because, the Pope of my Spirit Hall, it is impossible to show others with a mask. Don't worry, even if you have any stubborn illnesses on your face, Our Wuhun Temple will heal you and give you the most perfect image."
Wang Feng smiled secretly.
This is Bibi Dong's temptation.
Wang Feng, who had watched countless spy films in his previous life, was not surprised at all.
"Also, your age." Bibi Dong continued.
Hearing these two sentences, Hu Liena at the back felt nervous, and she was naturally the most curious one.
"What you said is all right."
Wang Feng said, "Age...I am probably nearly forty years old this year."
Seven Title Douluo, plus Bibi Dong, all eight stared at Wang Feng.
As long as he has a little problem, it will cause any doubt!
But when Wang Feng said it, there was no fluctuation.
Together, he is indeed almost forty years old, so naturally he has no intention of lying.
‘Is he forty already? ’
Hu Liena's heart trembled.
Forty years old is still the golden age for soul masters.
Haotian Douluo was also a Title Douluo in his forties.
And now the White-clothed Death God, who is less than 40 years old, possesses the strength comparable to the 96th-level Title Douluo...
"My cultivation realm is different from ordinary spirit masters. Can I judge it by the level of the soul power that I have been waiting for?"
Wang Feng continued, "I think you have seen my strength..."
Digital Title Douluo nodded.
The practice of absorbing various emotions is indeed different from the normal soul master meditation cultivation of soul power.
But when he heard that the other party was less than 40 years old, Bibi Dong felt happy again.
The talent of this white **** of death is even more terrifying than the Haotian Douluo of the past!
"As for the mask...Of course you can~www.novel35.com~Wang Feng said calmly, "I don't have a stubborn illness on my face. The reason why I wear a mask is that I told the girl behind you in the killing city, but I don't want to be shocked. It’s mundane, since you want to know, just watch..."
After saying that, Wang Feng made a rush and lifted the mask without a trace...
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PS: emmmmm, looking at so many readers who want to besie me in the game... I can only say that it is useless. Hey, the games that my friends and I played are from many years ago, not a battle game~
These two nights should be black with friends, guarantee six more... If you don’t play, you will get two more
And... I don’t eat bat sashimi.
(End of this chapter)
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