Chapter 550

His Martial Soul was also very mysterious. He even had a hundred-thousand-year soul ring!

Bibidon had to pay attention to him!

After that, Gui Douluo and Ju Douluo continued to talk about the White-clothed Death God. Hu Liena also agreed.

Bibidon also agreed to the half-year agreement.

As long as the White-clothed Death God joined the Pontiff's Palace, Bibidon would let bygones be bygones. She could even represent the Martial Soul Hall to apologize to him!

The prerequisite was that the White-clothed Death God had to be really powerful and sincerely join the Martial Soul Hall!

At the same time, the Martial Soul Hall also secretly investigated the White-clothed Death God on the continent.

However, they also found out that the White-clothed Death God came from the Extreme North. There was very little information about him. This meant that the White-clothed Death God might have been cultivating in the Extreme North! No wonder the White-clothed Death God was so powerful if he could cultivate in such a place.

Even the Martial Soul Hall didn't dare to enter the Extreme North!

"I say, Elder Ju, Elder Gui. Your Majesty, aren't we paying too much attention to him? "

At this moment, one of the Titled Douluo frowned and said, "The White-clothed Death God … According to what Elder Gui said, he relied on that special soul skill to suppress Elder Gui. Otherwise, Elder Gui wouldn't have been defeated by him. Although the White-clothed Death God can absorb emotions to cultivate, which is indeed special … there is no need for all of us to be here, right? "

There were a total of seven Titled Douluo.

One of them was the Second Consecrator of the Martial Soul Hall. The rest were Titled Douluo from the Elder Hall.

Other than the Exceptional Douluo, all the Titled Douluo from the Pope's Palace were here. There were still two Titled Douluo who should be recuperating.

Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo didn't say anything.

It was obvious that if the White-clothed Death God came and didn't choose to join the Martial Soul Hall, he wouldn't be able to leave.

This was the agreement back then.

It seemed like they were paying attention to him, but they were actually deterring him!

If the White-clothed Death God didn't come, the Martial Soul Hall would have sufficient reason to issue a kill order!

"What do you know? Elder Gui said that according to the agreement, if the White-clothed Death God comes and doesn't join the Martial Soul Hall, he has violated the agreement. We have reason to keep him here."

Another Titled Douluo said.

"He's not that stupid. Since he's here, he must want to join the Martial Spirit Palace."

The Thorny Pufferfish Douluo shook his head and said, "However, Elder Gui said that he has the abilities of a Titled Douluo. I think this is still debatable."

The Titled Douluo expressed their opinions.

Over the past four years, the Martial Spirit Hall had accepted two Titled Douluo on the surface. They were both powerful individuals who had been cultivating in seclusion.

However, he wasn't a Transcendent Douluo.

But they didn't use this kind of formation.

It could be seen that His Majesty the Pope valued this white-clothed god of death.

Perhaps this had something to do with the fact that he had saved her disciple.

"Enough."

At this moment, the scepter in Bibi Dong's hand vibrated on the ground. His calm voice immediately silenced the few Titled Douluo.

Hu Liena, who was standing behind the Bibidon, looked on nervously.

"He's here." Bibidon's eyes narrowed.

It seemed to have sensed something.

The rest of the Titled Douluo were stunned. They looked at the steps below the plaza, but they didn't see anyone.

"In the sky."

A golden-haired Titled Douluo shouted.

Swish, swish, swish!

Instantly, everyone's gazes focused on the sky.

A white figure flew over from afar like a stream of light.

There were no soul power undulations!

No wonder the Titled Douluo didn't sense anything!

However, as Titled Douluo, they were all very powerful. Naturally, they could see what that white streak of light was!

It was a mysterious person wearing a white robe and a mask. Not a single part of his body was exposed!

Beneath his feet was a long sword formed from sharp blades!

He was standing on this long sword with his hands behind his back. He was flying over on his sword!

His elegance was unparalleled!

All the Titled Douluo were stunned as they watched!

Flying on a sword wasn't difficult for a Titled Douluo. Titled Douluo had the ability to fly.

If he had a tool soul, he could easily fly on his sword when he revealed his Martial Soul True Body. For example, their Honorary Elder, the Sword Douluo, could easily fly on his sword.

However, he would release soul power undulations when he used his Martial Soul to fly on his sword.

But now, they couldn't sense any soul power undulations from him!

How did he do it?

This was a little beyond their imagination. They could only guess that it was some other method!

However, they had to admit that this white-clothed Grim Reaper's aura was very strong!

Swoosh swoosh!

From the moment they discovered it, it had only been a few dozen seconds. In the square, a pitch-black light flashed, and that figure had already landed safely on the ground!

Silence!

Very silence!

Both parties seemed to be sizing each other up.

Wang Feng was sizing up Bibidon and the seven Titled Douluo.

And this Martial Soul Hall, which he hadn't seen in a long time.

He was very emotional.

He didn't expect him to come with such an identity.

"Bibidon, it's been a few years since we last met. It seems like you've been doing well."

Wang Fengxin couldn't help but laugh.

Logically speaking, as someone who had a god-like view, he could understand many things that Bibidon did.

However, understanding was one thing. If there was enmity, there was enmity.

Wang Feng still remembered clearly that he had escaped from the Pope's Palace.

At this moment, Hu Liena, who was behind Bibidon, seemed a little agitated. However, she didn't rush out because there were too many Titled Douluo present.

"Are you the white-clothed Grim Reaper?"

Bibidon's dignified voice sounded. Her voice carried an irresistible aura, and it was easy for people to overlook her gender.

"Are you the Pope of the Martial Soul Hall? It seems like the Martial Soul Hall thinks highly of me? "

Wang Feng swept his gaze across the seven Titled Douluo. "There are actually seven Titled Douluo here to welcome me? However, I, Nicholas Wang Wu, am worthy of it. "

After he finished speaking.

The entire place fell silent again!

Even Bibidon was a little stunned. This white-clothed Grim Reaper seems a little arrogant!

Just as the Ghost Douluo had said, she had sent the seven Titled Douluo here to intimidate him, not to welcome him.

Did this white-clothed Grim Reaper take it personally?

"Arrogant."

The Thorny Pufferfish Douluo couldn't help but say, "Kid, you're being so mysterious. Who are you? If you want to join the Martial Soul Hall, we will naturally welcome you. However, if you want us to welcome you, we'll see if you have the ability to do so! "

"Oh?"

Wang Feng glanced at the Thorny Pufferfish Douluo. "A Titled Douluo with a Thorny Pufferfish martial soul who isn't even Rank 49 wants to see my abilities? Alright! I'm indeed here to join the Martial Soul Hall. I also want to see if there's anything worthy of me joining the Martial Soul Hall! "

After he finished speaking, Wang Feng walked to one side of the plaza.

"I don't like to talk too much. Let's fight! If I can't defeat you in three moves, I'll get out of here! "

After he finished speaking, Wang Feng pointed to the steps below the Pope's Palace. His tone was very calm, and he didn't sound arrogant at all. He didn't seem to be emotional at all. It was as if he was supposed to say that.

However …

After hearing his words, the few Titled Douluo's expressions changed!

A thought surfaced in their minds: This white-clothed Grim Reaper is a tough nut to crack!

However, Bibidon's eyes sparkled as she stared at Wang Feng. She was a little surprised.

This white-clothed Grim Reaper is really interesting!

Hu Lina clasped her hands tightly behind her. As she looked at the white-clothed Grim Reaper, she seemed to be looking at the sun. She was in a daze …

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