Wuhun Empire, Wuhun City.

After thousands of years of wind and rain, the walls of this thousand-year-old city are a bit mottled, and a thin layer of moss grows at the corners, giving a trace of historical weight. The heavy iron gates are open to both sides. , Foreign merchants and pedestrians come in and out, everything looks very peaceful, it seems that the strong rise of the bombing gang has not brought much influence here.

It's just that if you are careful, you will find that the residents in Wuhun City are much less, and the streets are no longer the scene of soul masters walking everywhere, and there is a sense of decline and loneliness.

After all, since the **** of the world Qian Daoliu fell under Yang Ming's hands, spirit masters across the continent have already seen very clearly that Yang Ming will fight the Spirit Hall in the near future.

Once a person is born in this world, he is not an independent individual, but forms a close bond with the people around him. Family affection, friendship, love, and teacher-student relationship are all the bonds between people, even in the Hall of Souls. No matter how brilliant it was, when facing life and death, many people will not only consider themselves, but also the safety of relatives and friends, and will naturally choose to withdraw from Wuhun Palace.

Of course, if some people quit, some people will stick to it.

Anyway, at the beginning of the birth of the Wuhun Temple, it once led humans from the age of rumao bloodthirsty tribes to the age of slash-and-burn empires, cutting through thorns all the way, and still has a high reputation among the people. There are many spirit masters who will fight to death for the spirit of the spirit hall, even if they pay their lives.

Perhaps some people would laugh at them for their stupidity, or someone would laugh at them for their stupidity, but these people are the most loyal guardians of the Spirit Hall, and they are also the foundation for the Spirit Hall to dominate the world of spirit masters.

Today, something different on weekdays, a strange horse-drawn carriage drove from outside Wuhun City.

The reason why it is strange is that the horse pulling the cart is not an ordinary horse, but a sea dragon horse.

Hailongma is three meters tall and has a huge body. The head is flat, the head is bent, the neck is long, and it is at a right angle to the body. The mouth is a long and pointed tube. Between each breath, foam will be exhaled from the mouth, four. The strong and powerful legs of the horse ride on the dirt, steady and brisk. The horse is covered with dense light blue fish scales, with strange bone ring protrusions, and the tail is slender and quadrangular. The tail end is thin and can be It has a curled grip and a curl shape. The most peculiar thing is that on the top of this sea dragon horse, there is a coronary sarcoma protruding, which looks a bit like a crown.

This is not an ordinary horse pulling horse, but a sea soul beast, a sea soul beast for land and sea purposes!

The sea dragon horse hummed and pulled the carriage, and the pressure from the higher sea soul beasts unintentionally radiated from his body. The coercion with a cultivation base of 20,000 years was extremely strong and seemed a little aggressive, so much so that the carriage passed by. A wave of people turned their backs on their horses, making the queues that had calmly entered the city a little more noisy and chaos.

Wuhun City has always been in a state of alertness that is loose outside and tight inside. Whenever there is movement outside the city, soldiers report upwards.

Soon, a group of cavalry headed by the cardinal rushed out of the city gate.

There is a serious loss of talents in the Wuhun Temple, and the previous wars have led to the fall of many strong people. Now in order to stabilize his position, Pope Bibi Dong selects talents in an eclectic way, regardless of background, morality, only talents. Very vigorously promoted a group of soul masters from the bottom.

And the cardinal in front of him was an old acquaintance of Yang Ming, Su Yuntao.

Speaking of it, Su Yuntao was originally over 30 years old and was still a great spirit master of more than 20 levels. He had exhausted his potential, so he could only stay in the Wuhunzi Hall of Notting City and do some simple work.

It's just that Su Yuntao has been running from time to time under the background of the current shrinking power of the Spirit Hall and the loss of talents. Because of his conscientious work and loyalty to the Spirit Hall, he is inclined to get the resources above and not only get a pair of seniors. Yi's guidance is even more preferential treatment for the opening of the training venue. In the past few years, his strength has soared upwards, and he is now a Level 54 Soul King.

Don't look at just being a Level 54 Soul King, but in Su Yuntao's past, this was simply incredible.

After all, the vast majority of people on the mainland are not capable of being promoted to the level of the Soul King. His soul master, who has no background and no connections, is able to achieve today's achievements, really walking on the front line.

Su Yuntao had a close-fitting red robe, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and even handsome appearance. There was a fist-sized soul character in the center of his chest.

"Call!"

Su Yuntao clenched the reins and drove the horse to a halt. A pair of dark stars stared at the strange carriage ahead, and said loudly:

"The carriage ahead stops."

As Su Yuntao's voice fell, the cavalry who followed Su Yuntao drove away the onlookers who were eating melons, and surrounded the carriage.

This cavalry is an elite soldier of hundreds of wars, wearing a silver helmet, wearing a silver armor, and holding a Fangtian painted halberd. It has made great contributions in the Wuhun Empire invading the Star Luo Empire. Every cavalry is at least The twentieth-level great spirit masters, with blood on their hands, now as soon as they stood up, they exuded a fierce evil spirit.

This is not an ordinary evil spirit, but the evil spirit after nine deaths on the battlefield.

Ordinary people suddenly felt this suffocation, and immediately turned pale, and retreated backwards, not daring to get too close.

Seeing that Hailongma was not affected at all, and even raised his head proudly, with a humanized expression of disdain and sarcasm on his face, Su Yuntao raised his brows and felt that something was wrong.

Su Yuntao's position has been rising steadily over the years, and the structure is no longer as narrow as it once was. Naturally, he understands that there are many forces in this world, and there are also many strong people, none of which his little cardinal can provoke.

Wuhun City is the fundamental location of the Wuhun Temple, Su Yuntao dare not be careless, staring at it carefully.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't matter, I was surprised at first glance.

This sea dragon horse in front of me is actually a fierce beast with a cultivation base of 20,000 years!

This is an existence comparable to Title Douluo!

In the Wuhun Hall, those who can become Titled Douluo are all big figures who are qualified to be enshrined in the Elder Hall, and they are the existence that Su Yuntao needed to breathe back in the past!

But now, someone actually used a 20,000-year-old beast as a horse to pull the cart!

My goodness, am I not dreaming, am I?

Su Yuntao felt his scalp numb for a while, and he wished to kick the soldier who reported the letter a few times. This is not really a pitfall. With such an existence, no **** like him can deal with it. Maybe he is sitting in this carriage. It's still a big shot!

Just as Su Yuntao wondered whether he wanted to lower his attitude to greet the other party, or choose to make a tough statement to demonstrate the strength of the Spirit Hall, the seven people walked out of the carriage.

Even though this carriage is small, it can only accommodate four people at the same time, but in fact, it is actually a well-built soul guide. There is a lot of space inside, at least as large as a hundred square meters, which is quite In a large living room.

"Guru!"

Although the moment the carriage lifted the door curtain was too short, Su Yuntao only got a glimpse of the carriage, but this alone made Su Yuntao restless.

But now, Su Yuntao is a little dilemma, and can only bite the bullet, sitting on a horse like a sculpture, staring around the seven people who got off the carriage.

The first one on the left was a young girl with a huge fish tail, and the wonderful arc spread to the waist. The fish tail gently swiped, and the petite body quickly moved a long distance forward.

She wore a black coat on her upper body, not even covering her belly button. She had big sky-blue eyes. She was more like the sky than the ocean. Her stunning face was so beautiful, with a trace of her mouth hanging from the corners of her mouth. A faint smile.

The girl stepped forward and took out a token from her arms. She was so dark that she didn’t know what material it was. The pattern on it was composed of three patterns. The center was a sharp sword with the tip downwards. On the left and right, there was a hammer and a monster respectively. The girl held up the third-class token of Wuhun Hall and said:

"Uncle, don't get me wrong, we are the guests invited by your Wuhun Hall."

Su Yuntao naturally knew that the third-class token of Wuhun Hall could only be possessed by the elders, or it was gifted by the Pope to important guests.

Su Yuntao took the token, and after careful observation, he found that it was a genuine product, not a fake product, and then returned it to the girl, and raised his hand to signal the besieged cavalry to disperse and let go of a broad road.

Su Yuntao leaned slightly towards the girl and said:

"Please forgive me, your duty just now, if you offend, please forgive me."

The girl covered her mouth and giggled, and said:

"Uncle, don't be so serious. We are people from the Sea God Temple, and we will be good friends of your Wuhun Temple in the future. Introduce ourselves. I am the guardian of the Sea Witch Sacred Pillar. You can also call me Sea Girl."

The sea...the Temple of the Sea God? !

Su Yuntao set off a stormy sea in his heart, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

No wonder the carriage in front of you is so tyrant, and if you dare to come from the Seagod Temple, then it will be fine.

Wait?

She said she was the guardian of the sea witch sacred pillar?

Doesn't it mean that she is a titled Douluo powerhouse?

Su Yuntao stared straight at the young and excessive face of Hai Nuo Douluo, and then touched his slightly vicissitudes of face, suddenly a little autistic.

These people have different appearances, but they have a common feature, that is, the clothes on their bodies are decorated like strong clothes, and they are of different ages and are shared by men and women.

The spirit masters on Poseidon Island are ranked according to the color of their clothes, but this is not the level of soul power, but the difficulty they had when they withstood the test of Poseidon at the beginning. The higher the difficulty of passing the test, the higher their status on Poseidon Island. The higher the higher, the different colors of the clothes, from low to high, are arranged according to the color of the spirit ring.

On Poseidon Island, there is only one person who is qualified to wear red clothes, and that is, Bo Saixi, the strongest person on Poseidon Island.

The first seven people in front of them, dressed in black, exuded the aura of Title Douluo.

Su Yuntao sighed, feeling that he was far behind this era.

Leaning slightly, Su Yuntao said:

"Please allow me to lead the way for you."

After that, Su Yuntao held the reins, turned the horse's head, and opened the way in front.

With his red-clothed archbishop opening the way, no one dared to stop the convoy without long eyes, and they drove smoothly. Their goal was very clear, which was the Papal Palace located in the center of Wuhun City.

The noon sun lazily spilled on the ground, as if coating the earth with a layer of gold, making the papal palace under the sky more and more magnificent.

In front of the Pope’s Palace, two rows of paladins were solemn and solemn. They lined up neatly from the front of the Pope’s Palace all the way to the bottom of the mountain. Even if the dome’s sun was scorching hot, they still remained motionless. Under the scorching sun, the silver armor folds glowed , Invisibly added a bit of solemnity and sacredness, so that everyone who came to the Papal Palace could not help being in awe.

There is a square in front of the Papal Palace. It is square and has a huge area. The entire square is covered with gem-like stones on the ground, shining with brilliance in the sun. Although it is not real jade, it is absolutely It is not comparable to ordinary rocks.

This shows how amazing the financial resources of the Wuhun Palace are!

Su Yuntao took the carriage to the square and stopped, and said to the female Douluo who was looking around curiously:

"I have uploaded the news of your arrival, you can go in directly later."

Hai Nv Douluo nodded ignorantly, and the other six people standing behind her respectfully stood on both sides to greet the Sea God Temple and get off the train.

A group of people walked along the square and passed through the huge gate with the emblem. Inside was a huge conference hall that was a full kilometer long.

The meeting hall of the Papal Palace.

In the magnificent building, someone has long been sitting on the first seat.

This is a woman, a beautiful woman.

She is not tall ~lightnovelpub.net~ a luxurious black gown with gold patterns, a brilliant golden dress from head to toe, a nine-curved purple gold crown on her head, holding a piece of about two meters long and inlaid with countless precious stones Scepter.

The golden dress fits perfectly, and the gorgeous dress is shining brightly. There are more than 100 red, blue, and gold gems on it. The purple gold crown on the head is even more dazzling, as if a goddess descended from the world.

Shengxue has fair skin, almost perfect face, no specific age can be seen, but the skin on her face is so tender that she can pinch water out, which makes her look different from other women, and she has an illusory feeling throughout. Infinitely tall.

Especially the kind of noble and sacred temperament that is invisible in her body, even if she just stands in front of her, it will make people involuntarily produce the emotion of worship, and can't wait to kneel at her feet.

The feminine and beautiful woman in front of her was the supreme ruler of the Wuhun Hall today, Pope Bibi Dong.

Seeing the door of the palace slowly opened, Pope Bibi Dong showed a weird smile on his face, and made a sound like a man and four women from his mouth.

"Welcome to you, Posey."