Chapter 76: Another Titled Douluo dies, and we still need to hold a Titled Douluo Ceremony?
"No! You can't do this!!"
Looking at the falling Soul-Breaking Dragon Spear, the ghost roared unwillingly.
However, his roar still could not change his fate. He was suppressed by Jiulong Treading the Sky, so he could not use any soul skills to save himself.
"boom!!!"
The Soul-Breaking Dragon Spear fell, and the power condensed at the tip of the spear exploded, razing everything around it to the ground.
The ghosts completely disappeared between heaven and earth.
What was a surprise was that a 30,000-year-old soul bone was also discovered, which was truly a pleasant surprise.
The people not far away who were watching the ghost die couldn't help but shudder.
"I am not mistaken, the peak level 95 Ghost Douluo has no power to resist in the hands of His Majesty Gun Jue."
"That's right! It's a massacre!"
"Even though he is three levels behind, he is still able to kill a Level 95 Titled Douluo. I estimate that his current strength is conservatively estimated to be Level 97. It may even be higher."
I thought it was going to be an exciting battle, but I didn't expect the ghost to be killed after only ten moves.
After a while, Yang Potian put away the soul bone and returned to the big peng bird without even looking at it.
"It's just a small episode. It's over now, let's leave. Please keep this matter confidential." Yang Potian bowed and said calmly
He looked so indifferent, as if the Titled Douluo was just an ant in his hands.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, we will keep this matter to ourselves."
"Don't worry, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Po Yi Clan are always on the same page, and no one will leak the secret."
Naturally, the people of the Pozhi Clan would not tell this kind of thing to anyone, and as the people of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect expressed their opinions, everyone looked at Dugu Bo who was silent on the side.
"Why are you looking at me? Would I betray Yang Potian? Yang Potian is my granddaughter's savior after all!" Dugu Bo said unhappily.
Everyone laughed awkwardly and turned their heads away.
The roc let out a sharp cry, spread its wings and flew towards the horizon until it completely disappeared into the sky.
After everyone left, a tall figure in a black robe suddenly walked out from behind a huge rock on the desolate plain.
The wind blowing across the plain lifted a corner of his windbreaker.
He stared at the direction where the roc disappeared in the sky.
"Yang Potian has actually grown to this point. His strength is truly terrifying. I'm afraid even I am no match for him now."
"With four ten thousand year spirit rings and two hundred thousand year spirit rings, you are indeed the most outstanding genius on the continent. Unfortunately, no matter how talented you are, you have to make way for my son. Who made my son choose the path of a spirit master?"
“The Pozhi Clan’s powerful fighting force should be subservient to the Haotian Sect. They will definitely contribute to the Haotian Sect’s revival in the future. Although the Haotian Sect feels guilty towards the four major families, I now have Yang Potian’s handle in my hand. I hope that Yang Wudi and the others will not make mistakes.”
"Ning Fengzhi, you dare to let someone hurt my son, do you really think that I, Tang Hao, am afraid of your Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect?"
Suddenly, a hint of anger flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.
The last time Yang Potian hit his son, he resisted the urge to do it because the Haotian Sect felt guilty towards the Pozhi Clan, but now the Qibao Liuli Sect also dared to come and hurt his son.
Doesn't he know that Tang San is his son?
Tang Hao looked at the place where the ghost died not far away and smiled disdainfully, then he left the place in a flash.
Yang Potian and the others didn't know that the scene of killing ghosts just now was seen by Tang Hao.
Yang Potian and others returned to the Pozhi clan, while Ning Fengzhi and others also rushed back to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Ning Fengzhi also asked Ning Rongrong to go to Tianshui College to study.
After all, there is the Wanxiang Training Room there, and Ning Fengzhi doesn't want to miss this opportunity.
The system also released the task reward, which turned out to be the soul core cultivation method. Yang Potian naturally agreed to it. It was just to give the academy two people, which was easy.
Three days passed in a flash.
The news that Yang Potian had broken through to the Titled Douluo had spread, and now everyone on the entire continent knew that there would be one more Titled Douluo.
In the Pope's Palace.
"Who can tell me where the ghost went?!" Bibi Dong was furious in the Pope's Palace, and the Soul Saint exploration team below did not dare to move.
Even Yue Guan looked terrified and stood nervously by the side.
"Old ghost, please don't get into trouble. If you do, I'll be ruined!!"
Guimei and Yueguan are most famous for their martial soul fusion skills, the exquisite field of the two poles. The two of them can work together to still the surrounding space, imprison a level 96 soul master, and even delay a level 97 soul master.
But once something happens to the ghost, the spirit fusion skill will be gone, and the combat effectiveness of the Spirit Hall will be greatly reduced.
Now the ghost has been out for several days and has not returned, and a sense of uneasiness fills his heart.
Guimei is Pope Bibi Dong's right-hand man. He works very quickly and will come back immediately if there is anything wrong. But now there has been no news of him for several days.
"Report!!!" Suddenly a voice came from outside
"Come in." Bibi Dongsen's cold voice sounded
"Reporting to His Holiness the Pope, the last place the Ghost Elder went to was Soto City. Traces of fighting were found outside Soto City, but... but no trace of the Ghost Elder was found."
The soldier who delivered the message knelt on the ground with his head down immediately after he finished speaking. His trembling body was enough to explain his current condition.
"Asshole!" Bibi Dong slammed the Pope's staff into the ground, and the soul power fluctuations spread out uncontrollably, knocking over a group of soul masters below.
Bibi Dong's beautiful face was covered with frost, and was extremely cold.
Everyone felt like they were falling into an ice cellar.
"Report!" Another voice sounded
"Come in."
The soldier hurried into the hall and knelt on the ground, holding an exquisite letter in his hand.
Bibi Dong stretched out her hand and the envelope flew into her hands.
When she opened it, her expression became even gloomier.
"What happened to your Holiness?" Yue Guan asked boldly.
"Yang Potian from the Po Yi clan has broken through to the Title Douluo. Let me give him the title!" Bibi Dong shattered the envelope in her hand, and then slowly sat on the Pope's chair.
Wang Hai was killed, and most of the ghosts were also dead. The top combat power of the Spirit Hall was greatly reduced. At this critical juncture, Yang Potian of the Poyi Clan also broke through to become a Titled Douluo. She felt as uncomfortable as if she had eaten a fly.
"Damn it! The ghost's accident must be related to Yang Potian! Your Holiness, we can't just let it go like this!!" Yue Guan was also very angry when his old friend Gui Mei got into trouble.
"Humph~ Do you think I don't know? They won't be able to jump around for much longer!" Bibi Dong shouted coldly.
"Then us"
"In three days, we will invite the continent's Title Douluo and other forces to hold a Title Ceremony. This is what we must do. Let's notify them to prepare." Bibi Dong finished speaking, and then she lifted her slender calf and placed it on her right leg. She had a gleam in her eyes, and no one knew what she was thinking.
"Yes!"
Yue Guan waved his hand and asked the soul master kneeling on the ground below to follow him out. After a while, the door of the Pope's Palace slowly closed, and the last light disappeared from Bibi Dong's face.
"There must be only one voice on the continent! That is our Spirit Hall!"
(End of this chapter)