Chapter 143: The Pope of Wuhun Temple
Tang Hao, who doesn't know what will happen in the future, is now heading towards the small town where the capital of Killing is located.
He chose to ignore all the raging killers along the way, except those who were blindly attacked him, those who dared to attack him without hesitation and those who did not hesitate to kill him.
Tang Hao, who is taking the pure power route, is undoubtedly irritable and direct.
Even though he lost his youthful spirit because of decadence, his domineering aura is still hidden in his bones and cannot be erased by time.
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Seven Treasures Glazed Glazed Sect.
"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu. Be careful when you go there, I feel extremely uneasy there." Ning Fengzhi looked at Jian Douluo and Gu Douluo in front of him with a serious look on his face.
"Don't worry, we two are together. As long as we want to leave, no one can stop us." Gu Douluo laughed confidently.
"That's true." Jian Douluo nodded.
"Okay, then you go and go back early..." Before you could finish your words, you were interrupted by the urgent voice.
"Sect Master, something happened."
A young man shouted out loud panting.
"What happened?" The three people, including Ning Fengzhi, frowned slightly at him. They didn't like this kind of rash and trespassing in.
"Sect... Sect Master, a group of madmen emerged from somewhere on the mainland. They are all soul masters, and they kill people when they see them. Many places have become dead."
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi and the other two looked at each other, and they all saw a trace of solemnity in each other's eyes.
"What else is there?"
Ning Fengzhi asked in a deep voice.
"Latest news, a city on the border was broken, and the leader rode a war horse covered in black armor, holding a knight's gun."
The young man quickly took out a piece of paper from his body and handed it to Ning Fengzhi.
"Okay, you go down."
Ning Fengzhi took the paper and glanced at it, nodded at it.
"yes."
After the young man who reported the news left, Ning Fengzhi's face turned gloomy, "The dead people will turn into dead bones in just a few minutes. So far, these people have been rampant for more than a night, and the losses are incalculable."
"Turn into a dry bone? Could it be that the evil soul master has been reborn?"
Gu Douluo said with a serious expression.
The legend of the evil soul master has always been circulating, but it has become extremely rare with the reasons for being surrounded and killed, and the surviving evil soul masters have been hiding one after another.
Their way of cultivation is to rely on soul devouring power, soul rings, mental power, flesh and blood, soul, martial soul, etc. to practice, which is unwilling to everyone and therefore stands on the opposite side of everyone.
This time, as soon as he heard the disappearance of flesh and blood, Gu Douluo immediately thought of the evil soul master.
"No matter whether it is, we can no longer sit still and wait for death at this time. Let's go over and take a look."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head slowly and decided immediately.
At this moment, they knew why the bloody aura and the killing aura were getting heavier and heavier.
At the same time, almost all major forces on the mainland received the news, and many forces that received the news rushed to meet the enemy without saying a word.
If it is said that ordinary people are causing harm to the other side, they can choose to watch from the wall and ignore it.
But the one who causes the disaster is all soul masters, which is different. No force dares to let it go, and that will be boycotted by soul masters across the continent in the future. They are smart and will not shoot themselves in the foot.
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The Temple of War Spirit.
"Your Majesty, is there anything you are asking me for?"
Han Haotian looked at Bibidong in front of him with a confused look on his face. He was sleeping when he was suddenly awakened by someone, and then he was notified that Bibidong was looking for him.
He didn't suspect that the other party was trying to mess with him on purpose, because no one dared to joke about Bibidong in Wuhun City unless he felt that he was living too well.
"Take you to see a feast and prepare to set out with me."
Hearing this, Bibidong glanced at him, threw out a set of robe and said, "Put it."
"Feast? Is my clothes not even qualified to have a meal?"
Seeing that the clothes in his hand were more expensive than his own, Han Haotian muttered.
Bibidong's eyes froze and he said coldly, "Put it."
"Uh, yes." Han Haotian picked up his clothes and walked behind a big pillar, then quickly changed into clothes.
After wearing them all, Han Haotian found a purple-gold mask. After putting it on, Han Haotian instantly found that he had become different.
Not to mention anything else, the temperament alone becomes extremely noble.
Seeing Han Haotian slowly walking out from behind the pillar, Bibi Dong said with a little satisfaction, "From now on, you are the pope of my Spirit Hall, and your status is only below me."
"Pope? That won't work. I said I will not join any force."
As he said that, Han Haotian was about to take off his clothes again.
"Take off this dress and you never think that I will marry Qian Renxue to you." Bibidong didn't take action to stop him, but just said lightly.
"Uh..., then forget it. But I have a few conditions." Han Haotian immediately stopped when he heard this, but he also had his own conditions.
"explain."
"First of all, my identity is limited to you. Secondly, you cannot limit my freedom, and I will not stay in the Spirit Hall all the time."
"Can."
"I should not have less salary, and of course I will do my duty appropriately."
"Can."
"Okay, I have no other request."
In fact, Han Haotian is not very annoying about joining a certain force, as long as he has absolute autonomy.
And this absolute autonomy is precisely what those forces are difficult for them to give. Now that Bibidong is willing to give it to him, he naturally has no right to refuse.
Of course, Bibidong's threat did indeed affect his final decision.
"Okay, where will we eat? We can leave."
After moving his muscles and bones a little, Han Haotian decided to adjust himself to the best state and spoke.
He also wanted to see how the Pope's three meals a day were different.
It should be extremely rich, right? Han Haotian thought to himself.
"If you are hungry, you can bring your own food to eat on the way. Now it's time to set off." Bibidong said slowly as he looked at a giant bird flying in the distance.
After saying that, he jumped on the back of the giant bird.
Seeing this, Han Haotian naturally knew that he had misunderstood, and he didn't care about the embarrassment and jumped on the back of the bird-shaped soul beast and stood beside Bibidong.
Then another bird-shaped soul beast appeared, and several figures walked out of the Spirit Hall and jumped onto its back.
Then the two soul beasts carried everyone away.
The first time Han Haotian looked at the continent below from the sky, he felt very novel and was observing everything below.
No matter how fast the giant bird flew, it did not make Han Haotian feel any difficulty. It was the most realistic portrayal of him at this moment.
Sure enough, the original work can only be used as a reference, not as full belief.
Looking at the giant soul beast under his feet, Han Haotian once again clearly believed how correct his decision had been.
Chapter completed!