Fengming Douluo

Chapter 432

The Martial Soul city is built on the mountain, enclosing the entire mountain into a huge regular hexagon. The Pope’s Palace stands on the mountainside of the mountain. The strong Western European architecture, the Great Hall and the dome are all pillar structures. The golden glazed bricks and tiles make this majestic palace look even more magnificent.

With the bright moon in the sky, the silver shining all over, under the quiet moonlight, the magnificent Great Hall looks like a dark golden castle, with a trace of simplicity and solemnity in its magnificence, giving people a solemn and solemn feeling.

In front of the Papal Palace is a statue of a Seraphim with a height of more than 100 meters. It stands halfway up the mountain like a hill. The top of the statue of the angel is almost level with the top of the mountain.

There is also a building on the top of the mountain. Its style is similar to that of the Papal Palace halfway up the mountain, except that it is much smaller in scale, only one-third the size of the Papal Palace. Under the moonlight, it presents a silvery-white luster.

Seeing this building, Ma Hongjun couldn’t help but think of a scene. It was a picture of a huge mushroom cloud rising from the top of a mountain.

He couldn’t help but stunned slightly, then stopped, thinking about it silently in his heart, and finally understood it after a while.

I think he followed Tang San to the Holy Soul Village for the first time. Before he saw Tang Hao, he still complained in his heart that he had left his young Tang Xiaosan alone. They just demolished the Pope’s Palace, and then ran away with Tang San and Xiao Wu.

In fact, only now did he understand that what Tang Hao had demolished was not the magnificent Pope Hall, but the more solemn Douluo Hall on the top of the mountain.

Ma Hongjun still remembered that in the daytime, the cardinal who greeted them had said that the solemn and solemn Douluo Hall in front of him was the most advanced existence in the Martial Soul Hall.

Generally speaking, only the dead Title Douluo can live in this place. It can also be said that this is the tomb where Title Douluo died, and it belongs to the place where the spiritual positions of the dead Title Douluo sages are enshrined.

And the whole Martial Soul City lingers with a pious atmosphere, not because of the magnificent and solemn Pope Hall, but because of the Douluo Hall dedicated to the sages.

Generally speaking, no matter where the Pope Palace is built, Douluo Palace will be built next to it, and its location must be higher than the Pope Palace.

At the same time, at the time of the big sacrifice, the pope would personally go to the Douluo Temple to pay homage to the sages, but he had no right to enter unless he died.

This is a rule, and it is also a rule that almost all spirit masters will silently follow. It represents respect for those sages who died on the path of spiritual master’s practice.

It is precisely because of its existence and the Pope Hall that after the establishment of Martial Soul City, it was called the Sacred Land of the Soul Master by the Martial Soul Temple. Of course, this is also recognized by most soul masters.

In front of the Douluo Palace, Ma Hongjun stood in a daze for a long time. After trying to understand these things, he suddenly couldn’t understand why Tang Hao did it. Although it was necessary to save the enemy, it undoubtedly angered almost all spirit masters. Bottom line.

You know, since Douluo Temple is the place where senior sages are enshrined, it is also the Sacred Land recognized in the hearts of most spirit masters. Just imagine, which spirit master does not want to aspire to title Douluo in his lifetime? After returning from his old age, he moved to the Douluo Palace?

Tang Hao even demolished the place dedicated to senior sages. What would happen to him if someone demolished their Haotian Sect’s ancestral hall one day?

“I don’t know if there will be any accidents in the finals. If so, will Tang Hao appear? If he does, will he dismantle the Douluo Palace again? Forget it, I don’t want to, I will sneak into the cat. At a glance, worship, maybe this is my first and last time to visit the resting place of a senior sage.”

Ma Hongjun hesitated for a long time in front of the Douluo Hall, thinking in his heart, silently stepping forward, while slouching his waist, while secretly looking back and forth, walking towards the Douluo Hall step by step.

Fortunately, he is still invisible, and his breath has been reduced. Otherwise, let alone others treat him as a thief, he would say that he dared to break into the forbidden area without permission. Grab him.

However, Ma Hongjun is not lacking in confidence. The guards patrolling outside are mostly at the level of Soul Sovereign and Soul Sect. He just needs to be careful not to disturb the horrible big figures of Cultivation Base, such as the one he once wanted to surrender. Qian Daoliu, it’s okay to hide from the patrols he saw along the way.

“Tread, step, step, step,…”

In the quiet and peaceful night, in front of the Douluo Hall, the footsteps of the Martial Soul Hall patrol team were clearly audible.

Ma Hongjun leaned back in front of the gate and waited patiently. After a while, accompanied by the rhythm of stepping, the patrol team passed by this area.

Through his patient observation along the way, these patrols will shift every half an hour, that is to say, he will either go in now and come out immediately, or wait until the next wave of patrols has passed before coming out.

In terms of time arrangement, he will have ample opportunity to leave here, and time is on his side.

“Three shots, don’t be careless.”

Ma Hongjun was moved by the thought in his heart. In front of the gate of Douluo Hall, a human-shaped blue-gold jelly-like liquid slowly appeared, and then squeezed in through the crack of the door like running water. There is no doubt that this belongs to Slay. The basic ability of Mu.

Luo Sanpao now has five spirit rings. Its slime ability has naturally evolved to the Ten Thousand Years level, and further, if Yu Xiaogang can cultivation to the Soul Sage level, then the slime it has transformed, Maybe it can evolve into a golden slime.

However, this is not enough to make Ma Hongjun dare to visit the Martial Soul Hall late at night and run here for a stroll.

What he dared to come here was not just Luo Sanpao, but also the body of the slime he had been nurturing before, that is, the slime body that gradually crystallized and transformed into a spirit bone.

The slime soul bone has been transformed, but he had missed a little at first, but the formation of the soul ring and soul bone requires a lot of energy to maintain, but he suddenly ignored it, which also led to that piece of history. An accident occurred during the transformation of the Lime spirit bone, and it turned into a translucent white spirit bone in the end.

Because of the age of the slime soul beast, its body color will be different. It is translucent white, and how low its age is, Ma Hongjun can hardly imagine, but the result is just what he didn’t dare to think. .

Fortunately, the skill of that piece of slime soul bone was not bad, otherwise he would really regret his death, and this also caused his soul power to not follow Ascension after he absorbed it.

After all, the age of that piece of spirit bone was really low and outrageous, and the spirit power contained in it was already very good to maintain the existence of spirit bone skills.

Ma Hongjun doesn’t know if it’s that soul bone because of its low age. Although the skills it provides are not bad, it is only an auxiliary skill at present, and it needs the cooperation of Luo Santong to reach the skill. Maximize output.

With the cooperation of the slimes transformed by Luo Sanpao, this spirit bone skill can make them merge into one, using the slime skills transformed by Luo Sanpao.

In other words, he is now equivalent to being eaten by Luo Sanpao’s version of the slime. In Luo Sanpao’s body, blending with it, they are now a brand new slime.

In other words, he is now equivalent to the driver of the Luo Sanpao version of the slime car. What he wants to do, he only needs to give instructions in the Luo Sanpao body.

At first glance, this seems to be an extremely tasteless skill. If it weren’t for his special relationship with Luo Sanpao, this skill would seem to be useless, but Ma Hongjun didn’t know it.

He felt that as he warmed up the slime soul bone in his body and allowed its age to grow slowly, its skills should be further improved or changed. He felt that the future is promising.

It is precisely because of this soul bone ability that he and Luo Sanpao can be integrated, so he dared to visit the Martial Soul Hall late at night, so that he can now look like a pile of mud from the crack of the door of the Douluo Hall. Squeeze in.

Ma Hongjun glanced at the tablets carved from black granite, one by one, row by row, almost filling one third of the altar tables in the hall.

And these are some of the famous titled powerhouses on the mainland who used to dominate the situation, but now they can only stay on top of them quietly.

The deathly silence in the Great Hall, the quiet needle drop is audible, and at the same time it looks a bit gloomy, accompanied by the cold of the night, the cold breath lingers in the hall, like a pair of invisible eyes, watching Ma Hongjun. Uninvited guests who broke in suddenly.

“Bright Douluo Qianqianxue, Martial Soul Six-Winged Swan. Titled Fighting Goose Snow Heaven Dou, Martial Soul Swan. God of War Douluo Dai Xingluo, Martial Soul White Tiger. Could these three seniors be Martial Soul Temple Angel One? Veins, and the ancestors of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire?”

Ma Hongjun stared at these sleeping senior sages, and a strange thought flashed in his mind, “Speaking of which is called Xuetiandou senior, why is it called the title fighting goose? What the hell is this? Doesn’t it mean that the name Swan Douluo is not prestigious enough, right? ?”

Ma Hongjun shook his head, stopped thinking, and continued to look at the other tablets.

“…”

“Huh? Eternal Soul, Martial Soul three-eyed golden pheasant, is this senior my ancestor?”

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