Chapter 542

Isn't that simple? "

The white-clothed Death God laughed. "I'll go to the Pontiff's Palace directly and meet the Pontiff. If I lie to you, I won't be able to walk out of the Pontiff's Palace, right? "

Hearing this, the two of them were slightly stunned and looked at each other.

This method is feasible.

Even if the other party has three heads and six arms, he can't do anything to the Pontiff's Palace.

"Since that's the case, we'll talk about it after you go to the Pontiff's Palace. If you join us, we'll kneel down and apologize to you. "The Chrysanthemum Douluo said slowly.

"Alright, then we'll pay a deposit first. Kneel down first to show your sincerity. "

Wang Feng pointed at the two of them. "That shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Their faces darkened.

"Old Chrysanthemum, I'm not feeling well. You do it. I'm a man. As the saying goes, a real man should kneel to heaven and earth and kneel to his parents! "

The Ghost Douluo suddenly said seriously.

"F * ck, Old Ghost, what do you mean?"

The Chrysanthemum Douluo was stunned. He cursed softly, "I'm not a man? Get the hell out of here! Kneel down yourself. It's embarrassing to be defeated. It's good that you kneel down! "

After speaking, the Chrysanthemum Douluo kicked the Ghost Douluo away.

Hu Liena looked at this scene in a daze. She felt a little weird.

How did it become like this for no reason?

It hasn't even been a while. Why are the two elders kneeling to the white-clothed Death God?

They even pushed each other. It was as if their friendship was broken.

Hu Liena looked at the white-clothed Death God in the distance. He seemed to have changed the situation with just a few words …

In the end, the Ghost Douluo knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Wang Feng.

"White-clothed Death God, I've done what I said. I hope you'll do the same! Otherwise … "

Otherwise, you'll offend the Martial Spirit Hall!

When that happens, you'll be hunted down by the Martial Spirit Hall. The Ghost Douluo thought to himself.

Seeing this, Hu Liena felt a little suffocated. Elder Ghost was one of the top Titled Douluo in the Martial Spirit Hall.

Other than the Pontiff, who else could make him kneel?

This is more difficult than killing him!

I didn't expect Wang Wu to do this! It's unbelievable!

"Don't worry, I'll keep my word."

Wang Feng smiled under the mask. "Half a year later, I will go to the Pontiff Palace and officially join the Martial Spirit Palace? What do you think? "

Half a year.

That was enough.

The Chrysanthemum Douluo helped Gui Douluo to his feet and nodded slightly.

"If you don't show up after half a year, you'll be breaking your promise. At that time, our Martial Spirit Palace will issue a bounty across the continent."

The Chrysanthemum Douluo slowly said.

"No problem, then we'll part ways here. See you in two years! That Titled Douluo with the chrysanthemum martial soul, wash your knees and kowtow properly when the time comes! Clean your head and make sure your voice is loud and clear! "

After saying that, Wang Feng turned around and left.

His speed was very fast. In just a few moments, he disappeared from their line of sight.

"He should still be holding back. Fortunately, I didn't make a move just now."

Seeing this, the Chrysanthemum Douluo furrowed his brows and said, "How can this White-Robed Death God be so strong? His soul power rank shouldn't be high. "

Soul Power ranks weren't a secret in Massacre City.

Hu Liena also knew that they were only around Rank 05.

"His soul power rank is only around Rank 05, but he's actually stronger than a Soul Douluo."

Gui Douluo furrowed his brows and said, "His soul power should be a little special. I don't know if it's because he can absorb emotions to cultivate … This person should still have a trump card that he hasn't revealed. You didn't have an advantage when you attacked him just now. The current situation should be the best outcome. "

"Furthermore, I have a feeling that this White-Robed Death God will come to the Pontiff's Palace in half a year. He might really join us. When that time comes, he'll have contributed greatly to our Martial Spirit Palace. "

The Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded slightly.

He had the same feeling too.

This White-Robed Death God's actions were both righteous and evil. There was no pattern, but he gave off a feeling of certainty.

Half a year was just enough time for them to report back to the Pontiff and investigate this White-Robed Death God's background. They could make preparations when the time came!

"He … is really going to join the Martial Spirit Palace?" Hu Liena looked at the disappearing figure in the distance. Her heart started to beat faster.

It seemed like … everything was going according to her plan!

Hu Liena was a little excited. She suddenly felt very happy …

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"Haha …"

A smile flashed across Wang Feng's face.

Although it was just a bluff, it was also true.

When he learned that Gui Douluo came to attack him, Wang Feng had a shocking idea in his mind:

Infiltrate the Martial Spirit Palace!

That's right!

Wang Feng planned to be a spy!

Wang Feng perfectly fit the conditions! He was the White-Robed Death God in the City of Massacre. He was born unable to feel emotions. He entered the City of Massacre just to feel the killing intent. He saved Bibidon's disciple, Hu Liena, twice. He was very strong and comparable to a Titled Douluo!

Even if the Martial Spirit Palace investigated, they could only find out that the White-Robed Death God came from the Extreme North at most.

They couldn't find out anything else.

Wang Feng didn't show any abilities related to nine to one!

The Dark Angel Martial Spirit was secretly cultivated in the City of Massacre. The Original Sin Domain and the power of the blood traces were cultivated in the past two years.

Outside the City of Massacre, he had never been possessed by a Martial Spirit. He couldn't sense it just by cultivating the Qian Renxue and the Thousand Dao Flow.

Furthermore, after the Dark Angel Martial Spirit was fully cultivated, the Thousand Dao Flow and the Qian Renxue couldn't be sensed anymore.

The Universal Cauldron, the hundred thousand year soul ring, and the powerful torso soul bone were all obtained in the Extreme North over the past two years.

This was also one of the reasons why Wang Feng didn't show his other abilities just now.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng suddenly remembered a famous saying:

"Do you know how I, Wang Feng, have spent the past five years?"

Bibidon, do you know?

The Martial Spirit Palace is mine. I, Wang Feng, said that even if a True God descends to the mortal world … I should be able to protect it.

However, it's definitely impossible to secretly join the Martial Spirit Palace to cause trouble.

The current Bibidon, although he hasn't obtained the inheritance of a God, is also very powerful.

Wang Feng needed to cultivate his spiritual power to an extremely high level! In this way, the skull's Shadowmist soul skill should be enough to prevent someone as powerful as Bibidon from discovering him.

In fact, even if they discovered him, they wouldn't be able to recognize him as Wang Feng.

As long as Wang Feng didn't reveal the abilities he used in the Pontiff's Palace, they wouldn't suspect him at all!

Of course, as a safeguard, he had to increase his spiritual power to strengthen the Shadowmist soul skill so that even a Rank 44 Exceptional Douluo wouldn't be able to detect him.

Another safeguard was naturally the Soul-Devouring Blood Wings' teleportation ability. If he was discovered, he could immediately teleport away.

It was important to know that he was now Rank 03 and had a hundred thousand year soul ring. All of his soul skills were greatly enhanced.

Compared to four years ago when he first used teleportation in the Pontiff's Palace, it was many times stronger. Wang Feng was even confident that if he teleported away now, even the Thousand Dao Flow wouldn't be able to catch up to him.

With these two safeguards, Wang Feng dared to say that as long as a True God didn't descend to the mortal world, it was basically impossible to expose him or kill him.

In the next six months, I have to do some research … I have to learn the Front Secret Word! I have to raise my spiritual power to a new level!

Half a year later, I will infiltrate the Martial Spirit Palace! Bibidon, tremble …

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