Chapter 193: Bibi Dong is burned to death, Luo Jiutian ascends the throne (Part 1)

The black clouds were over the city, the flowing clouds were hidden in the darkness, and the Spirit Hall was shrouded in depression for days. Everyone was immersed in the loss of losing Pope Bibidong and the war god Luo Jiutian at the same time. Even though Qian Renxue and Hu Liena tried their best to comfort each other, the Douluo tried their best to suppress it.

But it was useless.

There is no trouble, and there are many people who are provoking trouble, and there are countless people who are fanning the flames and indirectly attacking each other. Rumors are rampant. Many ambitious people secretly communicate with each other. Just when Qian Renxue was powerless, Luo Jiutian, who had disappeared for seven days, returned to the Wuhun Palace again!

He was wearing silver armor, riding a tall horse, carrying Bibidong back to the Spirit Hall with him.

After seven days of time, Luo Jiutian's temperament changed drastically. His handsome face was only cold. Bibidong was holding in his hand and his face was haggard. The hemp rope that tied his body was already soaked with sweat and wind and frost. This look scared Qian Renxue.

The titled Douluo were even dumbfounded, even Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo could not believe it.

No one knew what happened between Luo Jiutian and Bibidong during these seven days, so that even the only remaining kindness in Bibidong's eyes when he looked at Luo Jiutian, so that Luo Jiutian's warmth disappeared without a trace.

Half a day later, Luo Jiutian stood in the center of the Great Soul Fighting Arena with his hands on his back. On a towering platform, the platform was built overnight. The bonfire beside him, reflecting his face dark. A giant pillar stood beside him, with a woman tied to it.

He disheveled his hair and looked haggard.

Dirty clothes are no longer elegant and luxurious.

Tens of thousands of soul masters from the Martial Soul Hall gathered together, from Soul Lord to Soul Douluo, sixteen square formations were arranged with titled Douluo, and they filled the large soul fighting field that could accommodate 100,000 people. The atmosphere at the scene was tense and oppressive, making people afraid to speak loudly!

"Nine Heavens, their internal and external achievements have been achieved!" The Golden Legion led by Ju Douluo was ranked in the third formation. At this moment, he felt a sense of relief in his heart when he looked at Luo Jiutian: Even though his temperament changed drastically, he became more mature and steady, and more calm!

Only the children raised by Yueguan can build a high platform within one day, and a command is given to order 100,000 soul masters of the Martial Soul Hall to gather together. A back makes the chaotic situation wide and the sky wide. A quick knife cuts the mess, making the disorderly soul hall orderly!

He raised Luo Jiutian, so he naturally knew what this change meant by Luo Jiutian!

He, Yueguan, was proud of this, as for Bibidong, no matter who she is!

Nearly 100,000 people stared at Luo Jiutian's back, bowed their waists slightly, and hunched their backs, no longer the arrogance when Luo Jiutian left. All kinds of small thoughts were buried deep in their hearts, and some people even thought of their small actions during this period.

I couldn't help but feel cold sweat, sweating like rain, soaking my back!

The public was watching, and everyone was looking for it. Luo Jiutian turned his back to 100,000 people, and suddenly raised his hand. The sound of the bell rang throughout the world. A simple giant bell filled the world, hanging above Luo Jiutian's head, with a swing of his sleeve, and a brilliant golden light soared into the sky, Luo Jiutian turned around.

He is eight feet tall, has a face like a crown of jade, and his eyes are condescending.

He is heroic, cold, arrogant, and unruly.

A powerful momentum soared into the sky, and a brave and diligent intention pierced the universe. He looked at everyone and glanced past them one by one. Everyone was respectful. Even the several titled Douluo was amazed: all the martial souls were destroyed, and there was such a power!

"Is my life good?"

Finally, Luo Jiutian spoke, his tone was plain, as if he was talking to himself. The answer was loud and loud, but it resounded his deep words in every corner of the Wuhun Hall, and even, far and wide to the distance.

"I was abandoned by my father before I was born."

This is what it means that Yang Jian used to be a judicial god and was separated from Ao Cunxin, but Ao Cunxin was already pregnant.

Luo Jiutian's voice was very low, but he could not hear the joy and anger. Only the sound of the bell was like waves from the sea. The waves of impact hit everyone's hearts. Some people couldn't help but sit down on the ground after Luo Jiutian spoke!

This person is the Soul Saint, the best soul ring matched by the Seven Rings Soul Saint!

"One year old, almost died in the Star Dou Great Forest."

A meteorite from the sky killed Qian Xunji, but it also opened a lifelong legend and a lifelong evil fate.

Luo Jiutian shook his sleeves and said calmly. He seemed to be not talking about himself, but to be an irrelevant person. Qian Renxue and Hu Liena burst into tears, Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo felt distressed, but the soul masters seemed to be hit by a spear and could not move.

With a bell, thousands of invisible spears evolved!

"Later, I took your pope as my mother."

Luo Jiutian gently raised his chin and looked at Bibidong tied to the giant pillar. At this time, Bibidong had a rag stuffed in his mouth, and his eyes were filled with despair and unforgettable hatred. His unparalleled beauty and Douluo Continent's absolute face was already exhausted and haggard!

Losing soul power and nullifying martial soul, Bibidong is just an ordinary middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties!

"Mother,,," sighed three times, and the two words were crossed by Luo Jiutian's throat, and he choked and spit out again and again.

Looking at Bibidong tied above the giant pillar and the firewood piled up below the giant pillar, countless people were silent. Qian Renxue felt a piercing pain in her heart at this moment, and she couldn't help but scream and almost fainted in Hu Lienna's arms, while Luo Jiutian sneered again.

A sneer was filled with helplessness, and thousands of words turned into a sigh.

"This mother, she wants a lover, don't want me."

The invisible spear that lies across the throat disappeared, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but as soon as these words came out, the giant bell buzzed again, as if thousands of drum beats were ringing in their hearts in a hurry and urgent manner, which made people feel very irritable. Everyone looked at Bibidong with disgust.

Everyone seemed to be in the scene, as if they were transformed into a baby abandoned by a cruel mother, pursuing their lives, longing for a lifetime, and looking forward to it year after year, just a word of care, but what makes people extremely angry is that Yu Xiaogang's figure suddenly appeared and she smiled grimly!

Zhong Yin, wrapped around everyone, actually achieved the same tune as Luo Jiutian’s mood!

"But, I'll tell you all!"

Luo Jiutian looked at the golden crocodile, and the golden crocodile was indifferent; Luo Jiutian looked at Qianjun's demon subduing, and Qianjun's demon subduing did not speak; Luo Jiutian looked at the porcine snake spear, the porcine snake spear shrank its head and lowered its eyebrows, Luo Jiutian looked at Wan Qian Soul Masters, who slowly knelt down on the ground after a moment of silence!

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

The sound of bells is vast, running through ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad; the sound of bells is majestic, and it lasts for thousands of years. The sound of bells is melodious and resounds throughout the world. The sound of bells is brilliant and everywhere, defeating everyone's psychological defense line, like rushing thunders, the rumbling sound shocks the six-height wilderness and spreads all over the world!

The 100,000 soul masters knelt down, and the sixteen titled Douluo bent over and surrendered under the leadership of Ju Douluo Ghost Douluo. Qian Renxue, Hu Liena looked at Luo Jiutian and Bibidong on the giant pillar. She was happy and confused and painful in her heart. Xie Yue, Yan felt that things were changing and people were powerless to resist!

"I don't believe in life! I have already paid back what I owe in my life!"

Luo Jiutian took a step forward, waved his sleeves, and in an instant, everything sounded silent, and in an instant, the strange phenomenon disappeared, and after a loud shout, the wind and clouds surged!

"My life is up to you!"

Luo Jiutian took a step forward, stepped on the void, slowly stretched out his hands, as if embracing the sun, moon, mountains and rivers in the night sky.

"The Martial Soul Palace is originally weak and lives in the cracks between the two empires."

Luo Jiutian walked step by step in the air, and the bell sounded deeply again. Everyone seemed to have seen the difficult years of thousands of years ago, and returned to the days covered with blood and tears. For a moment, some people couldn't help crying and losing their voices.

"It is the popes of the War Spirit Hall, and they are struggling with each other!"

"He is the thousands of soul masters in the Martial Soul Hall, from generation to generation, breaking through all obstacles and slashing across the sea of ​​swords and fire!"

"After a thousand years, I have never slacked off!"

The bell sound was as rapid and powerful as a sound drum, rising and falling like a wave. The 100,000 soul masters felt their blood boiling all over their bodies, and a proud and proud artistic conception rushed straight into their hearts, wishing they would be on the battlefield in the next moment and fight in blood!

"For the past twenty-one years, I have been bewitched by Bibidong, wandering and suffering!"

"Fang You Wuhun Hall is famous!"

"But Bibidong dares to ruin this great situation!"

Luo Jiutian pointed like a sword, and pointed to the sky with one hand. A golden light pierced the sky with the storm of the bell, dispelling the dark clouds. Everyone was wrapped by Zhongyin, and their eyes were gradually red when they looked at Bibidong, and their eyes gradually became frenzy when they looked at Luo Jiutian!

"Strong means strong, weak means destruction. This is an era of unseen changes in Douluo Continent that have been in a thousand years, and an era of collapse in etiquette and music!"

Luo Jiutian's voice became louder and louder, and his last loud shout spread throughout the sky!

"My Spirit Hall will surely be invincible!"

"The unification of the continent begins with the execution of the presidency of the pope!"

A ball of flame appeared at the tip of Luo Jiutian's finger pointing to the sky. The flames reflected his face. There was no joy or anger, and no one dared to observe his eyes. Only Ju Douluo looked at a corner of the Wuhun Hall and sighed deeply!

Through the thick ground, there is a secret room below the ground, a secret room specially built by Douluo.

Everyone was still immersed in the unextinguishable pride of empathy. When the emotions of the 100,000 soul masters reached the highest level, they shouted loudly: "For the rest of the thousand years, they will revive the long strategy and control the universe, swallow the sky and the stars and destroy the countries!"

"Since I Luo Jiutian!"

Luo Jiutian suddenly clenched his fist, and the blazing true fire samadhi on his fist burned the sky a little twisted: "I am the new pope of the Spirit Hall, that is, the 32nd pope. From today on, wherever the mountains and rivers arrive, and where the sun and the moon shine, it will be the territory of my Spirit Hall!"

Luo Jiutian looked down: "You guys are willing to conquer the mainland for me and unify the world!"

"You guys are willing to join me in the grand event and build the supreme martial soul empire together!"

After a brief silence below, the 100,000 soul masters burst out deafening cheers and cheers. The sound waves overlapped and dispersed the dark clouds in the sky and shook the land under their feet. Only 100,000 people shouted loudly in unison, and the sound of the bell rang throughout the Douluo Continent!

"I wish to fight to the death for Your Majesty! The Martial Soul Empire will unify the continent!"

"I wish to fight to the death for Your Majesty! The Martial Soul Empire will last forever!"

"I wish to fight to the death for Your Majesty! The Martial Soul Empire, the bloodline of the God of War, will last forever!"

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Chapter completed!