My martial soul in Douluo is really competitive!

Chapter 62 Golden Crocodile: "Since when did I belong to Qiandaoliu? Am I from the Son of God?"

At night, the news that He Qingfeng single-handedly killed the Soul Sage circulated in the upper echelons of the Wuhun Hall, and the elders of all parties were ready to move. At first they didn't really believe it, but when they saw the corpse at the entrance of the enshrining hall, and it was still there. When no one collected the body, they were silent.

In the hall of worship.

Qian Daoliu sat under the statue of the angel. He looked emotional, and there was still a trace of fear in his eyes. Although he obeyed the man and sent a soul sage to intercept He Qingfeng, to be honest, he was still very flustered, because He Qingfeng and The strength gap between the soul sage was too great. He was afraid that this soul sage would really kill He Qingfeng. At that time, things would really get worse. Not long ago, Zhong Lishuo threw the corpse in front of the door and left it behind. He relaxed after the next sentence, "The Holy Son killed your soul saint".

At the same moment, he couldn't help lamenting the horror of that man. Now He Qingfeng's display of strength made him feel a little shivering in the back. He felt that it would not be long before He Qingfeng would catch up with him, even surpass him, and not yet It is said that behind He Qingfeng there is a man of extraordinary strength.

So for Qian Daoliu, a cannon fodder is dead. As long as He Qingfeng is safe and sound, he can continue to stay in the Wuhun Temple. With one stab, he really didn't want to experience that feeling of powerlessness again.

"Delegate authority to Bibi Dong, I did it, I put on a show, I did it too, and now, I did it by sending the Soul Sage to intercept him, it's just a matter of..., and then I can retire in the Spirit Hall with peace of mind!"

"Tomorrow is the coronation ceremony of He Qingfeng's holy son, and I, an old bone, have to go there too."

the next day.

After eating breakfast and washing up, He Qingfeng got on the carriage to the Wuhun Temple. Along the way, He Qingfeng was a little curious, because there was almost no one on the road today, and all the shops were closed, as if everyone It seemed to have disappeared, but as the carriage got closer and closer to the Wuhun Temple, He Qingfeng heard some noisy voices.

"Hey, hey, you've heard, it is said that Lord Son of God was attacked by a soul master of the soul emperor level yesterday, and Lord Son of God completed the counter-kill by virtue of his own strength!"

"Are you kidding, how talented is the Holy Son? Can you kill the Soul Emperor? Don't make trouble."

"You know what! Who is the Holy Son? He is the apprentice of our lord Pope. He is a genius in terms of talent and strength. Let me correct you a little bit. It was not a surprise attack by the Soul Emperor, but a surprise attack by the Soul Sage But the strength of Master Shengzi is extremely terrifying, with an iron fist exuding endless thunder, the ground under his feet is all residue, and he beat that soul saint to death with his blunt strength!"

Listening to the man's words, the man said: "How do you know?"

"Ahem, I was there at the time!"

"You think I believe it?"

"Do not believe."

"Then you tell me about a hammer?"

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Arriving at the entrance of the Wuhun Hall, He Qingfeng was about to get off the car, because he knew that cars were not allowed in the Wuhun Hall, so he was about to walk into it, but the coachman said: "My lord, the Pope said, you don't need to get out of the car, I will It will drive directly into it, and you will get out of the car when it arrives."

So He Qingfeng sat in the car and watched the outside from the curtain.

"I said why I didn't see a single person today. It turns out that they all came here. It's just my coronation ceremony. Don't be so exaggerated, right? There are so many people here."

At this moment in the Wuhun Palace, the open space on both sides of the road in the middle is full of people, most of them are the aborigines in the Wuhun City, most of them are people from powerful families, and some are the spirit masters of the Wuhun Palace family members.

As the carriage drove in, He Qingfeng finally arrived in front of the Pope's Palace.

"My lord, we are here."

"Okay, trouble you!"

He Qingfeng pushed open the car door and walked down slowly. The moment He Qingfeng got out of the car, the whole group of melon-eaters erupted.

"Is that His Royal Highness the Son? It looks so young!"

"What's wrong with being young? Doesn't being young mean that the Holy Son is very talented?"

"Don't tell me, His Royal Highness is so handsome! Although he is still young, he is already quite handsome, and he will definitely be super handsome in the future!"

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Fortunately, He Qingfeng couldn't hear it, otherwise he would definitely say: "You have taken a long way."

He Qingfeng looked at the crowd around him, he showed a gentle smile, and then waved to them, like a boss inspecting the local situation.

"Ah~ His Royal Highness Son smiled at me! He smiled at me, so handsome!"

"Bah, you shameless slut, His Royal Highness, is he smiling at me? Don't you look at yourself? Are you worthy? An old woman who is almost twenty, don't wishful thinking! "

"you"

Speaking of which, the two sluts almost got into a fight, but fortunately, there was a fight at the side, otherwise it would have been a fight.

He Qingfeng walked up the stairs slowly. Along the way, the Silver Armored Guards on both sides had a very respectful attitude. Whenever they passed by them, these people would kneel on one knee and shout respectfully: " See His Royal Highness Son!"

These shouts made He Qingfeng feel ecstatic, and almost fell into Guangdong Keke, which is full of pretty boys, and digressed.

He Qingfeng came to the entrance of the Pope's Palace. At this moment, Zhong Lishuo and You Yuxin were standing at the door. He looked at He Qingfeng and smiled.

"Uncle Zhong, Teacher You."

Zhong Lishuo nodded expressionlessly, and You Yuxin's cold face was full of smiles. She patted He Qingfeng's shoulder with her hand and smiled: "You kid can't hide it! You competed with me that day. Hiding your strength, right! Killed a person of my level in the blink of an eye, it's okay, you are indeed my student!"

He Qingfeng scratched his head, and smiled awkwardly: "Hey, that's Teacher You, you taught me well~"

Looking at He Qingfeng who looked like a slippery head, You Yuxin laughed and cursed: "Little slippery head, go in, the Pope and the elders are waiting for you."

"Ah."

He Qingfeng nodded, and then stepped into the Pope's Palace calmly.

At this moment in the Pope's Palace, all the elders are there, Bibi Dong is sitting on the Pope's chair, beside her is a seat that seems to have been built overnight, on one side stands Hu Liena, and beside Bibi Dong stands Ju and Ghost Douluo, and the elder seat below was filled with a group of uncles and old men with fiery eyes, including a sister Yu with fiery eyes.

Behind them stood one or two people they had never seen before.

"Master, here I come!"

He Qingfeng stepped forward and said respectfully, because the scene is too big, the due courtesy and respect cannot be lost.

Bibi Dong nodded, pointed to the seat beside her and said, "This is your seat, sit down."

He Qingfeng sighed inwardly: "Damn it, let it go! Just sit on the same level as the old master, awesome Klass!"

"Okay, master!"

Although he was lying in his heart, he had to do a good job on the surface. He Qingfeng walked up, smiled at Hu Liena, and then sat on it under everyone's gaze, and the moment He Qingfeng sat on it, He felt an unprecedented pleasure, like an emperor sitting on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, the feeling is great!
"Since the Holy Son is already in place, the coronation ceremony of the Holy Son will begin now. Do you have any objections?"

The elders at this moment all shook their heads, even the golden crocodile shook his head in the same way. Yesterday's news made him confirm that he stood in line-"Fucking Qian Daoliu, I am the son of the Holy Son! I am the son of the Holy Son!" People, death is the ghost of the Holy Son! What Qiandaoliu? I never knew you, okay? Don’t frame me! I’m a good person.”

"Since no one has an opinion, I will announce it!"

"The coronation ceremony of the Holy Son has officially begun!!"

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