Chapter 166: His Holiness the Pope, the Mystery of His Origin and the Two Great Artifacts (4K)

Six of the Seven Great Enshrinements have come, why don’t you bring Qian Daoliu out!

This was the first thought that came to Ling Bai's heart.

The pressure from the four Spirit Hall enshrinements was so great that when they joined forces, it was like the sky was falling. The Snow Emperor's eyebrows were filled with coldness. He pointed a little farther away, and the magic sword instantly condensed into ice. Through the ice, you could see the dancing expressions on their faces. The color of excitement.

The old man in gold robes and silver embroidered makeup walked out immediately. His whole body was covered with a layer of fine golden scales, and a huge long tail full of thorns trailed behind him.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, the second enshrined in the Wuhun Palace, a ninety-eighth-level titled Douluo, the Golden Crocodile King of Wuhun.

The Snow Emperor took a step forward, vaguely blocking Ling Bai behind him. His beautiful sky-blue eyes dimmed slightly. The goose-feather snow was raging in the Emperor Hantian's domain. It scraped against the hard crocodile scales on Golden Crocodile Douluo's body, causing a sharp collision of gold and iron. Voice.

"Roar--"

The Death Hell Bone Dragon roars, and the power of the dragon sweeps across the world. The death god's sickle-like curved dragon claws are stained with a layer of scarlet. Golden Crocodile Douluo has entered the dangerous area, and the Death Hell Bone Dragon has an uncontrollable desire!

The scene was tense for a while. Facing the Snow Emperor and the Hell Bone Dragon who were preparing to attack, Golden Crocodile Douluo stopped. A pair of vigorous golden eyes stared at Ling Bai above the Death Hell Bone Dragon. He bowed deeply. road:

"I apologize to you on behalf of Qianjun Jiangmo.

They forgot one thing. We are enshrined in Wuhun Temple and shoulder the responsibility of the guardian angel god. Resurrection by relying on the evil power of Rakshasa does not mean being that woman's eagle dog.

We have all died once, and disobeying her orders is nothing more than dying again. Qianjun Conquers the Demon should not and cannot take action against you as a descendant of an angel, so you are to blame for this end. "

do not fight?

As soon as these words came out, Snow Emperor secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She has lost her flesh and blood body and soul bones, and her strength is only half of what she was in her heyday. The four major worshipers are all top human beings. If the two sides fight with real swords and guns, Golden Crocodile Douluo can pester her for a while and provide for the other three. People are fighting for time, but a Hell Bone Dragon cannot protect Ling Bai under the hands of the three major worshipers.

"Senior Jin Crocodile, please rise. I understand that you can't help yourself."

In the detection of the Spider King's sensor, Golden Crocodile Douluo showed no hostility at all, and Ling Bai also sent out a signal of goodwill.

Golden Crocodile Douluo stood up slowly. His bow was not to Ling Bai, a junior, but to the Spirit Hall and Angel Bloodline that he had guarded his whole life, and to his eldest brother Qiandaoliu, who he had respected all his life.

"Can I... take a look at your seraph?" Golden Crocodile Douluo's lips twitched and he couldn't help but make a request.

Ling Bai unfolded the six wings of the angel and floated to the ground. Although the phantom of the angel behind him couldn't see his true face clearly, it instantly attracted the attention of the four worshipers.

"Yes...it's Xue'er!"

The Fourth Sacrifice Lion Douluo was so excited that he burst into tears. He had no children in his life, and he looked at Qian Renxue as if he were his own granddaughter. He died thousands of years ago to save Qian Renxue.

Qingluan Douluo, who was enshrined in the third place, was withdrawn, but his eyes when looking at the angel's shadow were filled with tenderness. Guangling Douluo, who was enshrined in the fifth place, sighed to Ling Bai:

"Brother's seraph is inherited from the first-generation angel god, and your seraph comes from Xue'er, and the angel's light and shadow are also her breath. From a certain perspective, you are Xue'er's child."

"It seems not very accurate..."

Ling Bai fell into deep thought. Seraphim belonged to Qian Renxue, the last angel god. The problem was that there was also the Spider Emperor of Hell. According to the logic of Light Ling Douluo, wasn't he the child of the mother and daughter? !

Can't think about it, don't dare to think about it!

After confirming the source of Ling Bai's bloodline, Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed loudly: "Little guy, you inherited Xue'er's Seraphim, that's the one we want to protect. What are your wishes? We old guys can help You achieve it!”

"Senior Golden Crocodile, I want to ask you two things." Ling Bai pointed to the outside of Jialing City, "What is that person trying to capture me alive? Where are the Angel and Rakshasa thrones?"

"this……"

Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned: "I am the strongest among the Resurrection Titled Douluo, and her orders are usually given directly to me. I want to arrest you because I want to do something with you, and it seems to be related to Xue'er. .

As for the two major divine thrones... When the Rakshasa God fell, the Angelic Shrine was damaged, but as a former Rakshasa God, she might know the whereabouts of her divine throne. "

Ling Bai clicked his tongue lightly and asked, "Can you invite her to meet me here?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo shook his head: "She was restricted by Shura's divine power and was trapped in the Land of God's Fall, unable to move. That's why I issued an order to capture you... In fact, it's not just her. We, who were resurrected by the evil power of Rakshasa, have the ultimate range of activities. It’s just Jialing City.”

"We must see this side..." Ling Bai sighed, "Since she wants to see me so much, please ask Senior to take me there."

Golden Crocodile Douluo took a deep look at Ling Bai. Through the previous exchanges, he had already understood why Ling Bai agreed to see her. The temptation of the divine position was enough to drive all the soul masters in Douluo Continent crazy, let alone Ling Bai. The successor to the destiny of the two great gods.

"Little guy, it's a good thing that you have this ambition. No matter what conflict happens with her in the future, we old guys will fight tooth and nail to protect you."

Golden Crocodile Douluo left a word and soared into the air. The three major offerings shattered the ice that sealed Qianjun's demon. The two brothers were shivering from the cold. Before they could react, they were subjected to two big fights, a lion fight. Luo and Guang Ling Douluo fired their bows left and right while shouting and cursing in a low voice:

"You two fools, you can do whatever you are told. If you dare to take action against the descendants of angels, are you worthy of Wuhun Palace, worthy of big brother, and worthy of Xue'er!"

"We were wrong, fourth brother and fifth brother, hit him gently!"

The Hell Bone Dragon followed behind Golden Crocodile Douluo, with Ling Bai and Snow Emperor standing above him. Snow Emperor sent a message: "Are these guys trustworthy? Will this trip be dangerous?"

Ling Bai's voice message replied: "They were enshrined by Wuhun Palace thousands of years ago. Several of them died fighting for the Last Angel God, and they are relatively loyal.

And there is nothing in this world that is 100% reliable. For our path to becoming a god, and for the sake of the two great gods, we must take some risks to meet the resurrected Rakshasa God. "

"Um."

The Snow Emperor nodded slightly, and the night wind blew against her face. She held her flying hair in her arms and stared at the figure beside her with her peripheral vision without saying a word.

Everyone left Jialing City and came to the ancient battlefield of Jialing Pass. Thousands of years have passed, and the yellow sand has long buried the traces of the war. This ancient site has become a landscape that the soul masters lament.

From the moment the Hell Bone Dragon entered the battlefield airspace, Ling Bai noticed that a special domain space covered his whole body, as if the space was folding, and the surrounding became extremely quiet.

There was a steady stream of power flowing into the body in this space. It was a power mixed with death, evil, and darkness. The Hell Spider Emperor's spirit seemed to have found its mother and began to become restless.

From a distance, they saw a white jade palace. Golden Crocodile Douluo smiled and said:

"This is the Wuhun Palace. Although it was transformed by her using the evil power of Rakshasa, it can also let you see our glory ten thousand years ago. At that time, it was really the holy land of soul masters in the hearts of millions of Douluo Continent people. "

The entire Wuhun Palace was carved from the finest white jade, with various ancient soul beasts engraved on the walls. Ling Bai saw top-level soul beasts such as the Ice Jade Scorpion and the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, but he did not see Bingtian. The relief sculpture of the Snow Girl couldn't help but make fun of the Snow Emperor. In the future, he would also build up his power and build the largest sculpture for the Snow Emperor.

According to the regulations of the Wuhun Palace thousands of years ago, the location of the Pope's Palace is lower than the Consecration Hall where the seven major worshippers live. However, the entire space is transformed by one person, so why bother to do it yourself? Therefore, in the space, the Pope's Palace stands tall. The top of Wuhun Palace.

Ling Bai pushed open the majestic white jade door of the Pope's Palace, and saw a lavender figure sitting on the Pope's throne, which symbolized the supreme status. Tens of thousands of years could not leave any trace on her gorgeous face, but instead made her nobility and coolness more powerful. , the beauty seems not to belong to the world.

Ling Bai looked at the tall and beautiful woman and walked forward with a faint smile:

"What should I call you?

senior?

Rakshasa God?

still……

His Majesty the Pope. "

The woman sat on the Pope's throne, her jade hands gently supporting her head. Her graceful body was outlined in a seductive arc by her breastplate. A pair of slender, snow-white jade legs overlapped. She looked at the handsome young man below with her delicate eyes, her red lips soft. start:

"This is the Wuhun Palace."

"His Majesty the Pope."

The woman smiled with satisfaction, and her majestic voice came to the Wuhun Hall at the door: "You leave, I will talk to him alone."

Golden Crocodile Douluo warned: "Bibi Dong, if you harm this child, our brothers will definitely not let you go."

"It's just you?" Bibi Dong said contemptuously, "Golden Crocodile, you can stand and speak now only because of my Rakshasa evil power, and the dog you raised actually bared its teeth and threatened its owner?"

"I'm just stating our attitude, you know it very well." Golden Crocodile Douluo emphasized his tone and refused to give in.

"You old guys gave me trouble ten thousand years ago, and you are still in trouble ten thousand years later. Except for those who listen to the angels, you ignore everyone else. You are stinky and tough."

Bibi Dong waved her hands in disgust: "I have already hurt one child, and I don't want to hurt the second one."

"That's very good."

Golden Crocodile Douluo left with the offerings and closed the door of the Pope's Palace.

In the glorious Pope's Palace, only Bibi Dong, Ling Bai, Snow Emperor and the Hell Bone Dragon were left.

Bibi Dong curled up the corners of her mouth, half-smiling: "If I remember correctly, you are not yet fifteen years old, but you are quite capable. You solved the little trouble I left for you in the Sea of ​​Spirits and got a Titled Douluo-level undead creature. Be a thug.

This must be the ice and snow girl from the far north. She actually dedicated her soul ring and soul bone to mankind. Just like the little rabbit ten thousand years ago, she became a traitor to the soul beast clan. "

The temperature dropped suddenly, and as the Snow Emperor's heart became angry, a layer of solid ice instantly condensed on the ground of the Pope's Palace. However, the ice layer spread to Bibi Dong's feet and suddenly stopped, as if he had encountered some insurmountable natural chasm.

Ling Bai grabbed the Snow Emperor's hand, pulled her behind him, and said with burning eyes:

"Pope, the Snow Emperor is dedicated to the people of the Far North. She is my most important partner and guardian. Please be careful what you say.

Why don't we all be direct, why did you see me? "

Bibi Dong straightened her delicate body, a ripple appeared in her beautiful purple eyes:

"Okay, then I won't follow you in circles. I want you to find the owner of the Holy Angel Martial Spirit and bring her to me."

"Holy Angel..."

Ling Bai narrowed his eyes: "Why?"

Bibi Dong's expression showed a hint of recollection, and she said slowly: "Back then, when the two gods of Jialing Pass fought against the two gods, Xue'er and I lost to Tang San Xiaowu. I paid the price with my life to help Xue'er block the fatal blow of the Shura Sword. , but Xueer's status is still broken, and her soul power is stagnant at level 89 for life.

The Rakshasa throne is intact, and I did not choose a successor to the god, so it has been around me constantly absorbing evil thoughts from the Douluo Continent. After about a hundred years, I regained a touch of consciousness. "

Hearing this, a light flashed in Ling Bai's eyes. Snow Emperor also caught the details in Bibi Dong's words, and his beautiful sky-blue eyes shone brightly.

Bibi Dong continued: "A hundred years later, the world has changed. The Wuhun Palace has long been gone. Only the two empires and the rising Shrek Academy are left. I can't speak or move. I can only silently watch what happens on this ancient battlefield. everything of.

A few months later, Xue'er came, and Tang San kept her promise and let her go. That day was my memorial day, and she came to pay homage to my unfit mother.

Xue'er said a lot to me. She is about to reach the end of her life as a Contra practitioner, but she can't worry about one thing. From Qian Daoliu to Qian Xunji and then to her, the Seraphim martial arts have been passed down from generation to generation. , but she had already sealed her heart and loved her, and was unable to pass on the Seraphim.

Perhaps due to fate, she picked up an abandoned baby in Jialing City, so she gave the remaining seraph blood in her body to the child. This was the first generation of holy angels and a weakened seraph.

Xueer died in front of me. I wanted to hug her, but at that time I could only watch in vain. Later, I tried my best to use Rakshasa evil power to resurrect a soldier of the Wuhun Empire, and ordered him to bury Xueer's bones, including the six soul bones of the Angel God's costume and the Angel Holy Sword, the artifact of the God of Angels.

In the next ten thousand years, I slowly accumulated strength, and I thought about the children who would inherit Xue'er's bloodline all the time. Until that year, a couple abandoned a child, which happened to be the place where Xueer was buried. His life was not meant to be cut off, but he actually triggered the angel holy sword to merge with himself.

The Holy Angel Sword is an artifact of the God of Angels. In addition, it has absorbed the power of Xue'er's bones and other angelic costumes. The blood of the Seraphim contained in it is purer than what Xue'er injected into the child's body.

I suddenly had an idea. I wanted to meet the descendants of Xue'er's bloodline, but the person who was resurrected by the evil power of Rakshasa and I couldn't leave Jialing City, so why not let this child help me. I sent the Rakshasa Demon Scythe into his body, allowing him to possess my power, and then watched him be taken away by the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, where he would get the best conditions to grow.

I believe that when he discovers that he is related to the two gods of Wuhun Palace, he will definitely return to Jialing Pass. This is the guidance of fate..."