Chihiro Ji's last words, my brother is the Douluo of the Chamber of Secrets

Chapter 7 I Come, I See, I Conquer! 【Ask for a recommendation ticket】

Seeing this, Ghost Chrysanthemum Douluo was dumbfounded.

Suddenly remembered Bibi Dong's mission a while ago.

Could it be that at that time, His Majesty the Pope already knew that this person was not dead and was investigating the specific location?
As dog legs, the two of them are still very flexible in their minds.

In the next moment, he had already guessed a bit of the truth.

Since the pope retrieved it himself, and it seemed quite peaceful, it shouldn't be a big problem, and it's best not to get involved in some things.

Saluting respectfully, I feel a little bit on pins and needles.

The other elders beside him were dumbfounded.

People who have been dead for many years suddenly reappear in front of them, and they are really frightened.

I can't figure out how to explain the current situation.

"Well, it seems that the memory is not bad."

"My situation is related to the secrets of the Spirit Hall, so you don't need to ask more questions."

"Let's go away, I'll call you later if something happens."

Notice below, riots have been successfully sparked.

Lin Xun smiled, nodded and waved his hands in satisfaction.

The majestic soul power diffused around, forming a transparent film, pushing Guiju and others away.

It was so easy, before they even came back to their senses, they had retreated a few meters away.

Such a strong performance made everyone's scalp tingle even more.

You know, although there are not many people present, they are all Title Douluo.

If you can move lightly before you react, you can kill everyone in an instant.

Cold sweat slowly slid down his forehead.

He suddenly realized that what was in front of him was not an ordinary existence.

The eldest son of Qian Daoliu, known as the strongest genius in the lineage of angels, was invincible all over the world before he disappeared. How can they elders compare?
"Ahem, then I'll take my leave."

"Congratulations, young master, on your return. I'm sure the great priest will be very happy."

"Your Majesty the Pope, if you have anything to ask at any time."

Ghost Chrysanthemum Douluo left, and several titles left in despair.

Naturally, Lin Xun would not stop him.

Looking not far away, at the majestic Pope's Palace, his face became slightly gloomy.

In the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared from midair and appeared in front of the main hall.

Bibi Dong didn't speak all the way, and just followed silently.

Although she was still repulsed in her heart, she had to admit that her dislike for Lin Xun had dropped very quickly, and she didn't have the attitude of hatred for Qian Xunji at all.

On the one hand, it is because the former is powerful, and on the other hand, it is also a feeling of resonance in the heart.

Could it be that after the Chamber of Secrets, the two really had a connection?

Otherwise, how to explain the blackened martial soul and devouring ability on the body of thousands of bones?
These answers made Bibi Dong very interested in exploring.

So I temporarily calmed down and decided to continue to observe and observe.

Thinking, the two entered the hall together.

He had just walked into the hall when he already spotted a figure in front of him.

Standing next to the Pope, he was dressed in golden armor all over his body, and he was an old man who was not angry and arrogant.

Bibi Dong was stunned, she didn't sense the other party, but seeing Lin Xun's expression, she should have noticed it from the very beginning.

Minutiae can also reflect the gap between the two sides, which is even more unpleasant.

"Pope, please leave for a while."

"I have something to talk to Lin Xun alone."

The person who came was none other than the second offering named Golden Crocodile.

In Wuhundian, he ignored everyone except Qian Daoliu.

Even Bibi Dong, as the new pope, is a junior to him, even inferior to Lin Xun.

After all, although the latter has a low seniority, his strength is really strong.

The scene of the siege back then is still vivid in my mind. Thinking about it, I feel that my kidney hurts, it is an old wound left by that battle.

"No need, just say what you have to say."

"Look at the bones of this body, it is recovering well."

"Is it my old man, what do you want to convey?"

After hearing what Golden Crocodile said, Bibi Dong showed sullen anger.

But he didn't expect that Lin Xun would favor her in the next moment, and he felt a little surprised.

But he didn't say much about his position, he just stood there without moving, and he was actually quite curious in his heart, what was it that needed to distract him.

Hearing this, the Golden Crocodile Priest snorted coldly, and if someone else dared to talk to him like that, he would have slapped him long ago.

But Lin Xun couldn't do it. Back then, he couldn't even fight in a one-on-one match, and now it's probably even more impossible.

He could only compromise, and no longer entangled in Bibi Dong's going or staying.

"The great priest asked me to tell you that since you took the initiative to leave the customs, you should feel that the time is ripe."

"Let's do it, the angel statue has been isolated and will not sense your breath."

"However, he can't accurately judge how long it can be blocked, so either don't do it, or do it decisively as soon as possible."

Speaking of this, the golden crocodile priest showed helplessness.

In fact, in his heart, why didn't he want Lin Xun to climb to the top, but it was too complicated to go against the will of Shendi.

It means that Qian Daoliu is so courageous, and he would never dare to take such a risk, how can God be so easy to deceive.

"Lin Xun, let me say something in private."

"It's a big deal, are you really sure?"

"If the time is not yet ripe, then continue to lie dormant for a while, we old things can persist for a few more years."

"Or, can you tell me about your plan?"

Priest Golden Crocodile frowned, recalling the scene of that year in his mind.

That battle was actually to deceive the Angel God.

But the play must be realistic, and the fighting process is completely real, and there is no lack of testing in it.

There is no doubt that Lin Xun has exceeded everyone's expectations regardless of his talent and strength, and this is how the current scene came about.

But naturally vigilant, he still felt uneasy.

"I come, I see, I conquer."

"No matter Douluo Continent or God Realm, they can't escape my palm!"

"If there is nothing else, the second priest can leave first, and I will treat Bibi Dong."

Lin Xun waved his hand, looking a little impatient.

While speaking, invisible coercion enveloped the past.

Covering the body of the golden crocodile enshrined, it suddenly made him feel suffocated, and cold sweat continued to flow across his forehead.

Both are level 98, but the gap between the two is like a gap, not in the same order of magnitude at all.

This is a warning, let the golden crocodile worship not to be nosy, so as not to destroy his plan.

At the same time, I also reminded the father in name on the mountain.

"I come, I see, I conquer?"

Hearing this sentence, the golden crocodile priest trembled.

There was a strange brilliance in his eyes, but he didn't say any more nonsense.

Nodding his head, he coughed and left silently.

From this sentence, he could hear Lin Xun's boundless self-confidence, so he didn't need to intervene.

Perhaps, Douluo Continent is really about to change.

Will the Wuhun Palace, which has been accumulated for thousands of years, become the power to unify the world in the hands of Lin Xun?
As for the fallen martial soul, it's just a hat worn by angels and gods. In this era, there is no definition of evil soul masters, and no one cares about such trivial matters.

History is written by the winners, who can be sure that Lin Xun will not be the final winner?

(End of this chapter)