Starting from the awakening of the blue silver grass

Chapter 123 The Dust Settled, The Weakest Pope in History

"Let go of Xiaosan, otherwise everyone will live and die in peace!"

Yu Xiaogang looked at Baihe sharply and said.

The golden light is rising from the bodies of the three of them.

The martial soul fusion technique is about to take shape.

"Life and death depend on fate? Are you joking with this old man?" Bai He was immediately amused when he heard this.

Swish! !

In the next second, a white phantom instantly appeared in front of Yu Xiaogang.

The dust escape barrier unfolded, directly obliterating a hole in the golden light.

Then, Bai He reached in, grabbed Yu Xiaogang's neck, and lifted him up. The powerful soul power of the Title Douluo level directly suppressed Yu Xiaogang's martial soul and soul power.

puff! !

puff! !

Immediately, the martial soul fusion technique failed!

Flender and Liu Erlong spat out a mouthful of blood.

The breath of the three of them immediately weakened.

"Yu Xiaogang, in front of the speed of this old man, your golden iron triangle is nothing!"

Bai He said while pinching Yu Xiaogang's neck with one hand.

Yu Xiaogang was pinched by Bai He's big hand, his face turned red and his veins bulged.

It's hard for him to breathe!

Plop!
Fortunately, Bai He let go and threw Yu Xiaogang to the ground.

Bai He looked at Yu Xiaogang who was lying on the ground gasping for breath, showing a look of disdain.

If it weren't for Yu Xiaogang's Wuhun Luo Sanpao, it would still be useful to their research.

For a waste snack like Yu Xiaogang, he just broke his neck.

Afterwards, Bai He took out the closed element needle and stuck it into Yu Xiaogang's body.

Yu Xiao was the main body of the martial soul fusion technique of the Golden Iron Triangle just now.

As long as Yu Xiaogang is banned, the remaining two are not worth mentioning.

"what!!"

As the Guanyuan needle entered his body, Yu Xiaogang let out a scream.

It is astonishing that Baihe used a little more force, just to make Yu Xiaogang suffer a little more.

"Xiao Gang!!"

"Stop it, bastard!!"

Seeing this, Flender and Liu Erlong glared at Bai He immediately.

boom! !

However, in the next second, Bai He waved his big hand, and a fierce shock wave sent the two of them flying hundreds of meters away, falling to the ground and spurting blood violently.

There was even the sound of bones breaking in their bodies.

Obviously, Bai He, who has already killed people like hemp, will not be used to these people.

"You two trash, it seems that you lack due respect for this titled Douluo, this old man!"

Bai He said coldly.

What he hates the most is this kind of person who has no awe.

Wouldn't it be nice to be calm and composed?

I really don't see who is in charge of the situation now?
Moreover, how old these people are, they would yell and yell when they encountered something bigger than Sesame Mung Bean, which made people irritated and deserved to be beaten.

What a bullshit golden iron triangle, it's outrageous that such a thing can enter the mainland.

boom! !

And just when Baihe solved the problem here, a coercion descended from the sky.

Bai He sensed a familiar aura.

So look up to the sky...

I saw that above Wuhun City, the cloudy sky split apart.

A huge hole appeared in the clouds.

Thick clouds and mist formed circles of rotating cloud walls in the hollow.

Among them, one can see streaks of lightning intertwined in it, beating like elves.

That is the phenomenon when thick clouds and fog produce violent friction. It is natural thunder and lightning, which is amazingly powerful and gives people a feeling of fright.

And in this hollow, a huge dragon head like a mountain overlooks it.

Those huge eyes glowed with a frightening red light, like two red moons.

In an instant, the entire Wuhun City fell into silence.

Everyone felt the terrifying aura and momentum falling from the sky.

They also looked up at the sky, and then saw a scene they would never forget.

The huge faucet head gave people a kind of fear from the heart, and the icy eyes were like the cold wind of hell, which made people tremble uncontrollably.

At this time, some weak soul masters trembled with their legs and sat down on the ground.

They feel fear!
This is from the fear of giants!

Roar! ! !
Afterwards, a burst of loud and clear dragon chant erupted continuously from the depths of the sky.

The emerald green light, like thunder, continuously flashed above the clouds, emitting a huge emerald green halo that twinkled and twinkled.

At that moment, countless soul masters in Wuhun City were frightened.

This deafening dragon chant contains a kind of dragon power that is naturally fearful and oppressive to any creature, it can deter soul beasts and soul masters, even Titled Douluo is no exception, everyone is trembling A cold sweat broke out.

"Qian Daoliu, have you washed and slept?"

Gong Teng looked at the mighty Dugu Bo, and passed a ray of soul power to him.

"Well, a lot of good things exploded on that old thing." Dugu Bo responded with spiritual strength.

Afterwards, the giant dragon returned to the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, turning into a green lightning and swimming between the clouds and mist, with a size of more than 100 meters.

The whole body of this poisonous dragon is covered with emerald green prismatic dragon scales, which looks very thick and strong.

One of the pair of dragon horns has a hideous feeling, constantly exuding a green halo, and even a green electric light wandering on it.

This is an oriental dragon, with a slender body and strong limbs, in the shape of a five-clawed real dragon. Its beard and beard are very slender, and it dances without wind, as if it is some kind of organ on the dragon's body.

At this moment, Dulong's body is surrounded by nine soul rings.

Among them, the first seven soul rings were shining at the same time, and it was impressive to activate the martial soul avatar.

Moreover, the whole body of the poisonous dragon is covered with a layer of green halo, forming a field with a diameter of several thousand meters, and the blue poisonous light rises in the field.

hum! !

A moment later, a mass of emerald green sun slowly descended from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds.

Dugu Bo held a spine exuding a bright breath in his hand, and said: "Qian Daoliu is dead, starting today, the Wuhun Palace will change hands!"

hiss! !

Immediately, an unknown number of people in the city gasped.

In less than a day, Wuhundian has undergone such a huge change.

At this time, Bai He also flew to Dugu Bo's side, and said: "The eleven elders of the Wuhun Hall are all dead, only the Golden Crocodile Douluo is left in the seven major offerings, yes, there is also Pope Bibi Dong, if there is one who is still loyal to the Pope People with Golden Crocodile Douluo, then continue to fight stubbornly, the old man will never show mercy!"

Crash! !

Immediately, Bai He's words made many members of Wuhun Hall feel their legs go limp.

No way, compared to Dugu Bo, the white crane who killed ten titled Douluo is more frightening and frightening. Even a single sentence can make people terrified and feel murderous.

Although Bai He didn't kill many people, all of them were high-quality humans.

Ghost Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, the Four Great Elders in the Elder Hall, and the Five Great Priests in the Worship Hall...

Although only one Title Douluo died in his hands was unknown, there were as many as ten well-known ones, and the quality was too high.

Even if Golden Crocodile Douluo hadn't run away, with Bai He's speed, even if Dugu Bo made a move, he might be able to grab the head at the critical moment.

Crash! !

In the end, some people put down their weapons, withdrew their spirits, and chose to surrender.

Immediately afterwards, the herd mentality broke out, and the members of the Wuhun Temple gave up resistance.

But after all, there are still some hard bones who are unwilling to surrender. Baihe has no habit of being used to anyone, and just shoots one by one, calling and sending them to the west.

The only result of refusing to surrender and submit is death. The new Wuhun Palace does not need people who are loyal to the old master.

"The army is entering the city!"

Afterwards, Yang Wudi shouted loudly.

Under the blessing of soul power, his voice directly turned into a rolling sound wave, which was transmitted outside the city.

boom! !

The next moment, shells were fired one after another, smashing the gates on all sides of the Wuhun City, and then the black puppet army broke into the Wuhun City, quickly occupying all the main roads.

At the same time, members of the Minzhi Clan and the Pozhi Clan also flew in with their soul wings.

The remaining members of Wuhundian were controlled by the army one after another.

Soon after, the situation also stabilized.

……

A huge ancient wooden sky pillar stands in the center of the city.

On the ruins in front of the ancient wooden pillar, Gong Teng sat casually on a stone.

Bai He and Yang Wudi stood on the left and right behind Gong Teng, like black and white protectors.

Dugu Bo is hiding in the void, but the terrifying coercion has been pervading the Wuhun City, making all the soul masters feel great pressure.

At this time, in front of Gong Teng, Wu Yangyang knelt down and a large group of people fell down.

These people were members of the Minzhi Clan and the Pozhi Clan, as well as Little Fatty and others, as well as the members of the Spirit Hall who surrendered and surrendered.

And not far away, the soul masters who came to watch the Continental Senior Soul Master Competition were shocked and inexplicably looking at this scene. All the colleges and sects, these people are all high-end figures in the soul master world, and now witness A legend was born.

A person who was originally unknown, suddenly rose to prominence in just a few months.

The 14-year-old soul saint!

Possess two 10-year soul rings!
Now, in just one day, he overthrew the high level of the Wuhun Palace and replaced him as the leader of the Wuhun Palace.

This is a living legend!
Epic characters!

"My lord, please be crowned emperor!"

Suddenly, someone shouted, and immediately kowtowed deeply to Gong Teng.

The meaning of this sentence is obvious, it is to let Gong Teng become the new generation of His Majesty the Pope.

Afterwards, many people followed suit and shouted.

The sound was so loud that many people felt their eardrums beating.

There is no way, these people are all soul masters, and with the blessing of soul power, their voices are naturally loud.

However, Gong Teng didn't take up the words, but waved his hand instead.

Immediately, Bai Chenxiang from the Min Clan flew over.

"My lord, what's your order?" Bai Chenxiang knelt on one knee, clasped his fists with both hands and asked with his head bowed.

"Has my grandfather arrived?" Gong Teng asked.

"Report to my lord, Mr. Gong has arrived in Wuhun City." Bai Chenxiang immediately nodded and said.

"Invite my grandfather here." Gong Teng said.

"Yes!" Bai Chenxiang responded, and immediately turned around and flew away.

When everyone saw this, they were a little confused, so they had no choice but to keep kneeling and wait.

After a while, Bai Chenxiang flew over with Lao Gongtou on his back.

Today's Lao Gongtou looks much younger.

Moreover, the tortoise shell on his body was gone, and even the full wig had turned into real silver hair.

All of this is naturally Gong Teng's contribution.

He is developed, how could he not think about his grandfather.

All kinds of good pills were fed to Lao Gongtou vigorously, and even the baldness was cured.

Now, Lao Gongtou's soul power level has already broken through the difficulty of level [-].

However, Lao Gongtou is old after all, even if he practiced in the spirit gathering formation, he has not yet broken through the soul sect, he is only a soul master.

However, Gong Teng has already prepared all the pills that are beneficial to cultivation for Lao Gongtou.

As long as Lao Gongtou has cultivated himself to a certain level, he can directly get on the fast lane and go crazy.

Seeing this, Gong Teng immediately stood up and helped the old Gongtou down.

"Son, what's going on?"

Lao Gongtou looked at everything around him in a daze, and said to Gong Teng.

He was a little overwhelmed.

Wuhun City, he knew, because he was lucky enough to come here once.

But how did Wuhun City become like this?
There are ruins everywhere, as if a war has just been experienced.

Good guy, I didn't notice just now, why even the Pope's Palace has been turned into ruins?

Moreover, the streets and alleys here are full of heavily armed puppets.

For a moment, Lao Gongtou's heart began to thump, and even his pupils shrank for a while.

Hurrah!
In the next second, Gong Teng directly took out a luxurious yellow robe that he had prepared long ago from the soul tool on his body, and put it on the old Gongtou.

At the same time, Gong Teng said kindly and softly: "Grandpa, it's getting cold, grandson will add some clothes for you."

Afterwards, Gong Teng turned his head to look at the huge crowd kneeling aside, and said:
"I declare that my grandfather, Gong Shen, will be the new Pope of the Hall of Spirits from today on!"

Crash! !

Those who were completely loyal to Gong Teng turned their heads and kowtowed to the head of the old palace one after another.

Even some Wuhundian members who hadn't reacted were forced to kowtow to Lao Gongtou by the heavily armed puppets around them.

Who dared to resist, directly broke his leg, pressed his head and slammed on the ground!
It was a spectacular scene!
Thousands of people kowtow!

Moreover, these people are the elite among soul masters!
Many of them are soul sages and soul fighters, but they are deeply worshiping the old palace head.

This time, Lao Gongtou froze in place.

He had never seen such a big scene!

What's more, he somehow became the protagonist of this grand scene.

At this moment, Lao Gongtou was in a daze, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"See His Majesty the Pope!"

Afterwards, the two title Douluo, Bai He and Yang Wudi, also bowed to the old palace head.

"See His Majesty the Pope!"

The next moment, everyone in the city shouted.

At this moment, many soul masters stared at this scene dumbfounded.

No way, this scene is too impactful.

What kind of heaven-defying grandson is this? !

He actually added a yellow robe to grandpa! !

The soul power level of this old man is obviously only more than 30 soul masters.

He was pushed to the position of pope by his grandson!

This is the weakest pope in history...

envy!

It's simply too enviable!
Finally, after everyone kowtowed to the head of the old palace.

Someone quietly asked Gong Teng, Mr. Gong became the pope, what do you do, my lord?
Hearing this, Gong Teng turned his head to look at Douluo Hall, and said, "I will be the master of Douluo Hall..."

(End of this chapter)