"An...unprecedented weapon of war." Qian Daoliu's voice was filled with a hint of amazement. "No need for soul power, ordinary people can use it with a little training. It has an extremely long range, amazing penetrating power, and can be fired in succession! Its power is enough to penetrate the body-protecting soul power of low-level soul masters! Your mother has secretly ordered to mobilize the workshop to produce it at full capacity!"
The cold light in Qian Daoliu's eyes grew: "If it doesn't sound, it's enough, if it does... it will shock the heavens! When the divine crossbows are ready, the Wuhun Palace's iron hoofs will crush Tiandou, Xingluo, Qibao Glazed Sect, and the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Family... No one can escape!"
The cold words are like announcing the arrival of the bloody dawn. The temperature in the secret room seemed to have dropped a bit.
Qian Daoliu restrained his murderous intent, and his eyes fell back on Qian Renxue, becoming extremely gentle and expectant: "Okay, Xue'er. Since fate has given us a new opportunity, you already know everything..." He stretched out his hand, palm upward, and a ball of sacred golden light that was extremely pure and seemed to contain the truth of heaven and earth slowly condensed.
"It's time." Qian Daoliu's voice was solemn and solemn, with supreme majesty, "Go and start your own path! Accept the guidance of the God of Angels and embark on the sacred path of inheritance!"
With his words, the huge angel statue on the dome of the secret room seemed to come to life, and a condensed golden beam of light suddenly fell, accurately covering Qian Renxue! Countless golden runes flowed and danced in the light pillar!
Shen test, start!
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Ling Ye was lying on a wicker chair in the yard, boredly counting the clouds floating in the sky. Some of them looked like chicken legs and some looked like cat heads. As soon as Qian Renxue left, the huge courtyard was so quiet that he could clearly hear the trickle of soul power flowing through his body.
Humming a tuneless tune, swinging with his legs crossed, " That girl Hu Liena, and those guys Xieyue and Yan, don't you know that they are handsome, graceful, beautiful, and can be called the light of hope for the future of Wuhun Palace? Mr. Ye, I'm already awake? This is unscientific! Logically speaking, I should have rushed to open the blind box! "
The next morning, when Ling Ye was still immersed in his dream and discussing the important philosophical question of whether grilled chicken legs are more delicious or braised chicken legs, a slightly feminine voice penetrated his dream.
"Elder Ling? Elder Ling? Wake up, it's time to get up."
"Hmm...Elder Ju?" Ling Ye rubbed his eyes and yawned, "Why do you come here in person? If you have anything to do, just let a servant know." He sat up lazily as he spoke.
Hearing this, the smile on Ju Douluo's face grew wider, and he waved his hands quickly: "Hey, my Elder Ling, I can't call you "old" anymore, it's going to upset me! You are now our equal!"
"Equal?" Ling Ye was stunned for a moment, half asleep in an instant, "Elder Ju, what do you mean by this? Why can't I understand?"
Ju Douluo covered his mouth and chuckled, his movements still elegant: "His Majesty the Pope has officially issued an order to promote you to the elder of my Wuhun Palace! From now on, we will be ministers in the same palace, commensurate with the same level! Get up, get up, His Majesty the Pope has summoned you, and he is waiting in the Pope's Palace. "
"Hey," he scratched his head, jumped off the bed, and put on his clothes quickly, "Elder Ju, you are joking, seniority cannot be messed up, you will always be the senior. Let's go now, don't keep His Majesty the Pope waiting."
Ju Douluo was even more satisfied when he saw that he was not arrogant despite his promotion. He nodded with a smile and led the way.
The two of them went all the way to the Pope's Palace. The palace gate was several feet high and stood majestically. When the Templar knights guarding both sides saw Ju Douluo and Ling Ye, they all bowed and saluted. Their eyes stayed on Ling Ye for a moment longer, with curiosity and awe.
As soon as he stepped into the hall, a solemn and solemn atmosphere hit him. The interior of the hall is extremely spacious, with a high and wide dome. Light pours in from the clever window lattice on all sides, illuminating the two rows of people in the hall.
Ling Ye glanced at him, "Good guy, I have quite a few acquaintances!"
Standing on the outside were the direct descendants of the Pope's Palace, headed by Gui Douluo Gui Mei. Next to them were the golden trio of Hu Liena, Xieyue, and Yan. When Hu Liena saw Ling Ye coming in, her beautiful eyes lit up instantly, she winked at him, and the corners of her mouth curved in a playful arc.
What surprised Ling Ye even more was that Shui Bing'er, Ye Lingling and Feng Xiaotian were also there. Shui Bing'er still looked cold, while Ye Lingling looked a little reserved. When he met Ling Ye's eyes, he nodded slightly. Feng Xiaotian looked like a pig brother and looked at Bibi Dong furtively.
On the other side, the momentum is completely different. The leader of the old man is tall, with white beard and hair, and his eyes are as sharp as an eagle. He is not angry and intimidating. He is the second worshiper who rescued them in the Tiandou Empire last time, Golden Crocodile Douluo! Standing behind him were the familiar Qianjun Douluo and Demon-Conquering Douluo, as well as three old men with equally deep and vast auras and unfamiliar faces. They must have been the priest-level bosses who usually lived in seclusion in the Elder Hall. This force gathered together, and the invisible pressure made the air in the entire hall seem to be stagnant.
On the high throne in the center of the hall, Pope Bibi Dong sat on the throne, wearing a purple gold crown and holding a gemstone scepter. There was no emotion or anger on his beautiful face, only a calm and majestic like a deep pool.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Ju Douluo and Ling Ye the moment they entered the palace, especially on Ling Ye.
Ling Ye's scalp felt a little numb when he was looked at by so many people. He quickly calmed down and followed Ju Douluo to the center of the hall, bowed and saluted: "Ling Ye, please see the Pope."
Bibi Dong's eyes fell on Ling Ye, paused slightly, and then slowly opened. His voice was cold and penetrating: "The first thing I do when I call you here this time is to announce an appointment. In view of Ling Ye's outstanding achievements in the past and his extraordinary significance to Wuhun Palace, after discussions between me and the Elder Palace, I have specially promoted him to the elder of Wuhun Palace, enjoying all the honors, powers and responsibilities of the elders."
As soon as she finished speaking, before she could continue, Golden Crocodile Douluo on the opposite side snorted impatiently, his voice like a bell: "Okay, okay, Pope! We don't have any objections to this matter, big brother... Well, the great minister has already explained it! This kid is indeed a bit evil... Well, yes It's a bit special, and you are qualified to be an elder. If you call us old guys here just for this nonsense, I don't have time to waste time with you!"
His words were extremely rude, and he had no intention of giving the Pope any face. The atmosphere in the hall instantly became more subtle. The faces of the people at the Pope's Palace, including Ghost Douluo, Hu Liena, etc., changed slightly, but they did not dare to speak out due to the other party's identity and strength.
Ling Ye secretly raised his eyes and glanced at Bibi Dong. Her fingers holding the scepter tightened slightly, and her knuckles seemed to turn white for a moment. In her deep purple eyes, a flash of sternness and annoyance flashed away, like thunder in the cracks of dark clouds, but it was immediately covered up by a deeper calm. She was obviously extremely dissatisfied with the offerings in the Elder Hall, especially the arrogance and rudeness of the Golden Crocodile. These top combat powers belonged to the Wuhun Hall in name, but they almost only took orders from Qian Daoliu. She, the Pope, could not command them at all! But at this moment, she suppressed the anger forcefully.
"Second worshipper, please be patient." Bibi Dong's voice was still steady, and there was no wave. "Of course it's not just this matter. Today I am calling you all, and more importantly, we are discussing how to deal with the fact that the Tiandou Empire, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family have joined forces to intercept and kill the young elites of our Spirit Hall."
She paused and looked across the room: "Although the production of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow has been successful, even if we go all out, we can only produce a thousand of them in a month at the earliest, which is a drop in the bucket. We need time to accumulate strength, and it also takes time for the new elder Ling Ye to fully grow up. However, the majesty of Wuhun Palace cannot be provoked! This incident must be responded to immediately and they will pay a heavy price!"
She looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo: "Therefore, I hope that the second worshipper can personally lead a team and lead several worshipers to Tiandou City to 'beat' the Tiandou royal family and the two sects."
"Let us go?" At this time, Xing Lie The fiery Demon-Conquering Douluo couldn't help but take a step forward, carrying the Coiling Dragon Stick, his face full of defiance, "Pope, we old guys are the only ones out there, still need to beat us? Just push him over and it's over! Let's see who of them dares to show their teeth!"
Bibi Dong shook his head and analyzed calmly: "To subdue the demons and worship them, please be patient. If they come out in full force, we will naturally be able to destroy them, but our Wuhun Palace will also pay an unbearable price and even shake its foundation. In the last battle, Chen Xin came. The formation broke through to level ninety-seven, and with the help of Ning Fengzhi, it was enough to temporarily resist the two worshipers. And the Ghost Douluo's defense was amazing, and it was enough to hold back two super Douluo. As far as I know, there is probably a senior person hiding in the deep palace of the Tiandou royal family. The extremely high old monster's cultivation level is probably no lower than level 98. Furthermore, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family has been inherited for a long time. If there is the blessing of the "Nine Crowns of the True Dragon", Yu Yuanzhen's strength will become extremely terrifying. Although the three parties have their own agendas, they are not monolithic. But if it comes to a life-and-death situation, we will inevitably be forced to join forces. This time, we are not going to start a full-scale war, but to flex our muscles and put pressure on them to make them sleepless! When we are fully prepared, the day will come when their sect will be wiped out and their imperial power will collapse!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo knitted his thick eyebrows together as he listened to Bibi Dong's analysis. Although his face was still impatient, he admitted in his heart that this woman's analysis was reasonable. (Hmph! I’m so annoyed with this woman! She’s plotting all over again! If my eldest brother hadn’t specifically said this this time... let us fully cooperate with you, and everything should focus on the overall situation of Wuhun Palace and Xueer’s divine examination, so labor and management don’t bother to listen to you giving orders here! It’s so frustrating!) He said in a rough voice: “Okay, I understand! I’ll do as you say! I’ll order people when I get back. I’m going to visit Tiandou City myself! But not everyone can go, Xue’er has already started the divine examination, and it’s the most critical time. We must have enough power to protect the worship hall, and nothing can go wrong! Although I don’t know why the elder brother believes in you so much this time, I will do everything as he said!”
After saying that, Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't even look at Bibi Dong again, snorted coldly, turned around and strode out of the palace. Qianjun, Jiangmo and several other worshipers followed immediately, and the group left the Pope's Palace with a strong aura, as if they were just going through the motions.
There was a brief silence in the hall.
Bibi Dong looked at the direction they left with a deep look in her eyes. No one knew what she was thinking. After a moment, she withdrew her gaze, became sharp again, and looked at Ling Ye, Hu Liena and others.
"Okay, the annoying fly is gone." Her tone was indifferent, but with a hint of imperceptible sarcasm, "Next, it's time to talk about business."
Her eyes fell on Ling Ye as if they were real, with scrutiny and an indescribable complex emotion.
"Ling Ye, this should be our second official meeting." Bibi Dong spoke slowly, her voice echoing in the hall, "Ever since I first discovered the magic of your "blind box" spirit in Wuhundian Academy, I have always paid attention to you. You are very good." Is it me, or the one from the Elder Hall..." When she mentioned Qian Daoliu, her tone paused imperceptibly, as if she didn't even want to mention his name easily, "...I can't see through the nature of your martial spirit. It is beyond common sense, and even beyond our understanding of martial spirits."
Ling Ye listened quietly, feeling a little scared: Good guy, it turns out that the boss has been secretly observing me for a long time? This treatment... I don't know whether to call it an honor or a shock.
Bibi Dong continued: "In my observation, the improvement of your strength seems to be closely related to your "blind box opening" mechanism. Others get opportunities from your blind box, and you draw strength from it and feed yourself back. Right?" Her eyes were sharp, as if they could penetrate people's hearts.
Ling Ye touched his nose and laughed dryly: "The Pope is very aware of everything." There is nothing to hide, as long as you pay a little attention, you can find the pattern.
"It turns out that my guess was correct." Bibi Dong's tone contained a hint of exclamation that could not be concealed, although she concealed it very well, "From the time you awakened your martial soul to the present, in less than two months, you are already a soul sect. This speed of improvement is unprecedented, and it is truly terrifying."
She leaned forward slightly, and invisible pressure spread: "Fortunately, you were born in my Wuhun Hall and are a disciple of my Wuhun Hall. If you fall into the hands of the enemy..." She did not continue, but the chill made the hairs on the back of Ling Ye's neck stand up.
Although it is to maintain the majesty of the Wuhun Hall and recover the blood debt, I am also trying to buy time for you." Bibi Dong's voice became deep and powerful, "Your ability It’s too special and too important. In my opinion, even if Xue’er succeeds in inheriting the throne and becoming the God of Angels in the future, its impact on the Wuhun Palace as a whole may not be as good as your blind box that seems to have no rules but can create infinite possibilities.”
This evaluation is not a low one! It almost directly elevated Ling Ye's importance to the point where he was on par with, or even vaguely surpassed by, a future heir to the gods!