Douluo: My Martial Spirit is the Devil Fruit Tree - Chapter 72
72. Chapter 72 Pope Bidong!
Chapter 72 Pope Bidong!
With the real*chicken, only three or four hours of Bishop Meng Xiao and Ashui saw the Pope Temple not far away.
Seeing the Pope Hall, Meng people knew what was exaggerated.
What is divided into the hall, the main hall is a residue.
I saw a palace group located in the mountains, and the purple sun rose, and the entire palace group looked particularly magnificent in the clouds.
“Wuhun Temple … really scary.” Meng Xiao sighed.
If you have one day, you have such a large palace with a tree group … you can’t recruit people, can you plant trees!
“Dake your eyes.” Bishop A Shui stood on the head of the chicken, and the grid was very high.
“This palace group is not only the Pope’s Temple, but also the Presbyterian Hall, and the legendary Douluo worship hall. This is the place where the soul master is most longed for.”
“It’s good, it’s almost the same as my backyard.” Meng Xiao said it was average.
Hearing him, Bishop A Shui almost did not fall from the head of the chicken. When he turned his head to watch Meng Xiao, he said:
“Can you die if you don’t brag!”
“Sorry … pretending to be like a wind, often with my body, get used to it.” Meng Xiao saw the expression of Bishop Ashui and felt a lot of feelings.
After circling in the sky, the flying chicken slowly landed on the platform at the foot of the mountain.
emmmm.
Looking at the ladder of the layer and the sky, Meng Xiao was deeply pondered.
“This is not to let me go up …”
“That’s right, there is a banned area over the Pope Hall, and you can only step by step.” Bishop Ashui nodded.
I am ** Who is the rule, don’t let me know, otherwise you have to greet his ancestors.
Cursing the streets and scolding the street, Meng Xiao started the process of climbing the building.
After an hour of climbing stairs.
The two finally arrived outside the main hall of the Pope.
Meng Xiao glanced at the hundreds of stairs behind her, and her heart collapsed.
“Master Saras.”
A Shui stood respectfully outside the gate of the Pope Temple, bowing slightly.
I saw an old man who came out of the hall and was very serious.
This is … Bishop Platinum .. Saras?How do you look a little embarrassed.
Meng Xiao felt that the name was a bit familiar, and after recalling it, he knew this person’s identity.
“It turned out to be you, what’s the matter to come to the Emperor’s Temple?”
“Back to adults, I bring this child to see the Pope’s crown.” Ashui looked a lot normally in front of Salas.
“Child?” Sarasa’s eyes looked at it.
Looking directly at the gaze, Meng Xiao actually felt a glimpse of his heart.
“This is the child you said in congenital and full soul power to mutate Wu Soul?”
“It’s exactly.” A Shui said.
“Go, I’ll take you to see the Pope’s crown.”
After a long time in Meng Xiao’s body, Saras turned around and walked towards the depths of the Pope Temple with his hands.
Step–
The Pope Temple is really large and empty. There are not many people who can hear the sound of the echo every step.
Saras finally stopped at a gate. The gem was inlaid on the gate, and it was valuable to the city.
Seeing him gently pushing, talked about thousands of pounds of door, and slowly pushed away.
The three continued to move forward and finally stopped in the middle of the hall.
“Under the Pope, Bishop of Fharino, brought that child over.”
On the main hall, Saras leaned down slightly and reported to the throne.
“oh?”
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A cold voice passed into Meng Xiao’s ears.
Look at it.
I saw a gorgeous robe in a black golden pattern with a purple gold crown, and a woman with a routine was sitting on the throne.
Meng Xiao was a little lost.
Even if he is a author, at this moment, he cannot use words to describe the beauty of the woman in front of him, white skin, and proud long legs stacked slightly. Her eyes are as beautiful as amethyst, which makes people unable to extricate themselves.
The lack of beauty is that she is as frosty, and there is no expression on her face. The aura is too strong, giving people a feeling of not being close.
This woman is the pope of Wuhun Temple, Bidong!
“Shuishi, this is the child who said some time ago, the child who mutates the soul?”
“Under the Crown of Muslim, it is exactly!” Said Ashui respectfully.
Um?It turns out that this is called Shuiski …
What a weird name.
Meng Xiao glanced at Bishop Ashui.
“If I remember correctly … At that time, you said he was a mutant plant martial arts?” Bi Donga’s empty voice sounded again.
“It’s exactly.”
“Yueguan, check it.” Bibidong said to a man next to him.
“Um.” The man nodded.
Then a flash of flashing appeared in front of Meng Xiao’s eyes.
Four eyes are opposite.
Meng Xiao swallowed slightly.
The man in front of him is the legendary title Dou Luo -Yueguan, which can also be said to be Ju Dou Luo.
It was just that Meng Xiao saw the title Douro for the first time except Tang San’s father.
Suddenly a powerful momentum overwhelmed Meng Xiao.
Is this … test water?
Meng felt that this momentum was not very strong, and he could bear it with his physical fitness.
“Your little guy, looks good.” Ju Dou Luo increased his strength a little.
Meng Xiao felt like a mountain was pressed on his shoulder, a little struggling, but it was quite supportive.
“Yes.” Ju Dou Luo seemed to see Meng Xiao’s limits, and he took power.
“call.”
Meng Xiaochang breathed a sigh of relief and felt wrong. After the hand of Ju Douro, he felt that his endurance had improved again.
“Come … Let me see your martial arts, let me see.” Ju Dou Luo said.
“Um.”
Meng Xiao nodded, then the soul power rolled, and a big dark green tree rose to the ground. After more than half a year of soul power, the devil fruit tree was thicker.
Immediately after, a purple soul ring slowly rose under the surprised eyes of everyone and surrounded Meng Xiao’s side.
“Millennium … Soul Ring?”
Ju Dou frowned slightly, and the same expression was Bidong, Saras, and the rest of the people present.
“How do you come from this soul ring?” Ju Dou Luo asked first.
The first soul ring is a thousand -year -old soul ring, which is still unheard of.
“Uh … hunting, can it be or … it changed myself?”
There is no technical content of this question, so that Meng Xiao does not know how to answer.
“How can you absorb the soul power of the thousand -year soul ring?” Ju Dou Luo asked again.
“It’s so absorbed!” Meng Xiao frowned and felt that he didn’t talk to Ju Dou Luo on a channel.
“…” Ju Dou Luo.
I was wondering whether Bibidong hostess is also okay … (I am definitely not her body …)
(This chapter is finished)