In the hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the atmosphere was so depressing that it was almost suffocating.
Ning Fengzhi Looking at the young man with a relaxed face, as if he just swatted a fly to death, he felt a turmoil in his heart.
Uncle Jian is level 96 Peak Douluo! Looking at the entire Douluo Continent, apart from the old monsters in the Worship Hall, the only one who could defeat him so completely is His Holiness the Pope.
But how old is Su Yun?
"Sect Master Ning, don't be stunned."
Su Yun sat back in the main seat in a grand manner. It was the seat that originally belonged to Ning Fengzhi, but he sat confidently at this time.
"What were we talking about just now? Oh yes, we were talking about the issue of us being a family in the future."
Ning Fengzhi gave a bitter smile and glanced at Ning Rongrong, who was facing Su Yun with a face full of admiration, and then looked at Chen Xin, who was walking back from the ruins with a lonely look, and could only sigh:
"His Highness the Holy Son, Rongrong can have such good fortune, I, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, am naturally grateful. This is just what this family says..."
"Ning Fengzhi, you are a smart person."
Su Yun directly interrupted his Tai Chi push hands with a playful look in his eyes.
"Can't you see clearly the current situation? Tang San The so-called Son of the Plane has become a useless person, Clear Sky Sect can't escape from the world, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan those old stubborns are guarding Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang is a treasure. Who do you think holds the future of the Douluo Continent?"
Su Yun As he spoke, he took out the black notebook again, his consciousness moved slightly, and ink dripped from the tip of the pen.
[X day, X month, X year, weather: closing the net.]
[Ning Fengzhi This old fox is still hesitating as expected. Tsk tsk, these sect leaders always like to calculate interests, but they forget that interests are nothing in the face of absolute power.]
[But it doesn't matter, I have a lot of patience. Later, I will throw in the secret of the evolution of Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and then show him the blueprint of integrating Spirit Hall with Upper Three Sects. I'm sure he will even donate his underpants.]
[As for Old Man Sword... Hey, the attack just now was a bit harsh, but if I didn't beat him, how could his proud "Sword Heart" be completely shattered, and then his "fear" of me would be reborn?]
The golden light on Diary flashed slightly, and the copy in Ning Rongrong's arms was updated again.
After Ning Rongrong finished reading, he stuck out his tongue, leaned into Ning Fengzhi's ear and whispered:
"Dad, please promise brother Su Yun. Not only can he make my Martial Soul Evolution, he can also help everyone in the sect purify Martial Soul in the future. Moreover, brother Su Yun is the god of the future. If our sect can embrace this thigh, we will become the first sect of the Douluo Continent in the future!"
Ning Fengzhi's eyelids were twitching wildly. His daughter's defection was even faster than Soul Tool's.
"His Highness the Holy Son, I wonder if you have proof of the purified Martial Soul you mentioned?"
Ning Fengzhi's voice is a little hoarse.
Su Yun raised the corner of his mouth and threw out a nine-color elixir, which was the diluted version of Martial Soul Purification Liquid that the system rewarded after conquering Dugu Bo.
"Take it and give it to Old Man Bone to try."
Su Yun pointed at Gu Rong who had been silent for a while,
"Although his Bone Dragon Martial Soul is strange, the yin energy is too strong, and I'm afraid he will stop here in his life. If he takes this, I guarantee that he can reach the level 96 threshold within three days."
Gu Rong widened his eyes and took the elixir tremblingly. This kind of magical item that can directly increase the upper limit of Soul Power Level is simply unheard of!
"Sect Master Ning, have you considered it?"
Su Yun stood up, Judgment Angel's shadow loomed behind him,
"Should I bring Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to become my right-hand man to conquer the mainland, or should I wait for my brother to come tomorrow with the Spirit Hall's army and turn Qibao into an abandoned treasure?"
Ning Fengzhi was silent for a long time, and finally knelt down on one knee with a solemn expression:
"Ning Fengzhi represents Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and is willing to use the strength of the entire sect to be loyal to His Highness the Holy Son! If you violate this oath, you will be punished by heaven and earth!"
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully conquering one of Upper Three Sects: Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!]
[Law of Causality Major judgment: Tang San lost the strongest auxiliary support, Shrek Team completely fell apart!]
[Reward: God-level field--'Dominator Domain' (in the field, the host can forcibly suppress all Martial Soul that are not higher than its own god level)!]
[Reward: Villain Value+50000!]
"Okay! Father-in-law, please get up quickly!"
Su Yun laughed loudly and helped Ning Fengzhi up. The speed of his face change made Ning Rongrong roll his eyes.
After dealing with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's matter, Su Yun didn't wait much longer.
He swept away one-third of the rare materials in the sect's treasure house, and took Ning Rongrong with him.
In his words, this is called taking his fiancée to Spirit City for further study.
Although Ning Fengzhi felt sorry for the treasure house, looking at the statue of Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, he actually felt that this business had made a lot of money.
The carriage was driving on the official road back to Spirit City, and Su Yun was lying happily between Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, enjoying the iced fruit handed over by Xiao Wu, while opening Diary for daily routine summary.
[Call off and return to Beijing! This trip has been fruitful.]
[Not only have Sanmei been cut off, but Old Poison and Ning Lao Zhangren have also been included. Now the entire pattern of the Douluo Continent has basically been completed under the pen of I, Mr. Su.]
[However, after returning to Spirit City, I guess there is still a tough battle to fight. Although Dong'er's wife was forcefully kissed by me on the surface, her Pope self-esteem must still be at play.]
[Also Xue'er, this girl recently saw me teasing Ning Rongrong in her diary. Although her favorability has not dropped, her 'murderous intent' can be felt through the diary.]
[Hey, the harem is on fire, is this also a kind of training for being a villain?]
At the same time, Spirit City Pope Palace.
Bibi Dong was originally patrolling with a scepter, when Diary Copy suddenly felt a vibration in his hand.
She looked down and saw the sentence:
The feel is average, not as good as Bibi Dong's waist.
"Bastard! This traitor! You actually compare me with that Old Man Sword!"
Bibi Dong's pretty face was instantly covered with red clouds, and the knuckles holding the scepter turned white.
She snorted coldly, but unconsciously stretched out her hand to touch her slender waist, a complex emotion flashing in her beautiful eyes.
"Salas!"
Bibi Dong spoke coldly.
In the shadow, Salas Platinum Bishop appeared instantly, kneeling on the ground in fear:
"My subordinate is here, Your Excellency, what are your orders?"
"After Holy Son returns to the city, let him come directly to the palace to see me. As for the girls he brought back, they should be placed in the side hall first, and they are not allowed to disturb Holy Son's rest!"
Bibi Dong's tone was cold, even with a hint of food protection that she was not even aware of.
"Yes! I understand!"
Salas was sweating coldly, and secretly sighed in his heart, this His Highness the Holy Son is really capable, he can actually make the always iron-blooded His Holiness the Pope become such a little woman.
Worship Hall and Qian Daoliu on the other side looked at the Diary Copy updated in real time in their hands and shook their heads helplessly.
"This kid actually defeated Chen Xin in three moves... That is my Angel Clan's hope for the future. That's all, as long as Xue'er can be happy, even if this Spirit Hall really changes his surname, I will recognize him."
Qian Daoliu slowly closed his eyes, and he could feel that the extremely powerful luck in Su Yun was changing the entire rules of Douluo Planet.
When Spirit City was putting the whole city under martial law for the return of Holy Son, a dark corner of Notting City.
Tang San was leaning against a damp pillar. Although the toxins in his body were barely suppressed by Tang Hao with the remaining Soul Power.
But the feeling of weakness coming from his bones made him feel worse than death.
"Dad... are we really hopeless?"
Tang San looked at his leaky tree Blue Silver Grass with empty eyes.
Tang Hao was sitting in a pile of rotten hay, his originally majestic body shrinking into a ball.
His former pride, his proud reputation as the strongest genius in the Clear Sky Sect, had been stepped into the quagmire after the first battle in Spirit City.
"San'er... that Su Yun, he holds some kind of power beyond the god level in his hands."
Tang Hao coughed in a low voice, and there were still wet blood stains on the corners of his mouth.
"He knows all our secrets, and even knows the location of your mother's resurrection. Now even Ah Yin has turned to him..."
As soon as Ah Yin and Tang Hao were mentioned, their eyes showed extreme pain and madness.
At this moment, a cold laughter sounded at the entrance of the cave.
"Hey, isn't this the legendary His Excellency Haotian? Why are you playing in the mud here?"
Tang San suddenly raised his head and saw several Soul Master wearing Spirit Hall uniforms standing there with a joking look on their faces. The leader turned out to be Bishop Ma Xiunuo who had been taught a lesson by Su Yun.
Although the current Ma Xiunuo only has the cultivation level of Soul Elder, under the influence of a pill rewarded by Su Yun, he has broken through the bottleneck.
At this time, in front of the crippled Tang Clan father and son, he actually had the illusion of being a peerless master.
"Spirit Hall's dog! What are you doing here!"
Tang San gritted his teeth and tried to rush forward, but was kicked back to the ground by a Spirit Hall knight.
"His Highness the Holy Son has an order."
Ma Xiunuo slowly took out a scroll of oracles from his arms, his voice full of pleasure,
"Tang San, Tang Hao, the father and son are suspected of plagiarizing Spirit Hall classics and disrupting Spirit Master World's public order.
The verdict is now pronounced:
Tang Hao is imprisoned for life in the Spirit City dungeon and is responsible for cleaning the cesspool;
Tang San!
His Highness the Holy Son said, he is a genius after all, send him to Notting City's blacksmith shop and be a slave apprentice for the rest of his life!"
"No! I am God King! I am the one destined by destiny!"
Tang San roared hysterically.
However, under the pressure of absolute power, his roar seemed so ridiculous and weak.
[Ding! It was detected that the original protagonist 'Tang San' had a complete mental breakdown, and Luck Value lost 2000 points!]
[Tang Sect's luck has returned to zero! The host receives additional rewards: God-level physical evolution—'Undying God Body'!]
On the carriage, Su Yun heard the prompt tone from the system and smacked his mouth with satisfaction:
"This time, it is really stable."
Spirit City, Pope Palace gate.
Su Yun slowly walked out of the carriage with Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu.
The white clothes shone with a holy light in the sun, and the eight light wings faintly emerged behind it, instantly arousing the enthusiastic cheers of countless people around him.
"Long live Holy Son!"
"Holy Son is invincible!"
Su Yun waved to both sides, turned to the three girls with different styles and smiled:
"Let's go, I'll take you to meet this Douluo Continent most powerful woman. Remember, behave a little better later, otherwise Dong'er my wife will get angry, and I may not be able to protect you."
Xiao Wu curled his lips, held the Blue Silver Emperor Seed in his arms, and hummed:
"Brother Su Yun, are you afraid that we will steal your heart?"
Ning Rongrong was arranging her Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda hair accessories and wringing her fingers nervously:
"Su Yun... Do you think His Holiness the Pope will like me? My father is Upper Three Sects's..."
"Don't worry, as long as you serve me well, Dong'er will have me there to support you."
Su Yun smiled and strode into the hall.
However, as soon as he entered the main hall, the smile on Su Yun's face froze.
In the middle of the hall, sitting on one left and one on the right, were two extremely beautiful women.
On the left is Pope Bibi Dong. She put on a purple Pope dress, as majestic as a statue of a god that cannot be looked directly at;
On the right is Qian Renxue. She actually changed back to women's clothing, and her golden palace dress perfectly highlighted her sacred and proud temperament.
The two women's eyes met in the air, and sparks flew everywhere.
And when Su Yun walked in with three pretty girls, the two eyes that were still facing each other instantly turned around and were fixed on Su Yun.
"Su Yun..."
Bibi Dong spoke, his voice was so cold that it made people tremble,
"These three people are the surprise you brought back to me?"
Qian Renxue sneered, and the golden Diary Copy in his hand made a squeaking sound because it was held too tightly:
"His Highness the Holy Son I had a lot of fun on this trip. Not only did I accept the sect, but I also found three sisters at once?"
The temperature in the hall instantly dropped to freezing point.
Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing also felt the two terrifying god-level pressures at this time, and they were so frightened that they all hid behind Su Yun.
Su Yun laughed dryly, stepped forward bravely, took out Immortal Herb with his left hand, and Token with his right hand, his mind running rapidly.
[Damn it, you're out of luck! I forgot to let the two of them communicate privately first!]
[The current situation is like a nuclear bomb explosion scene. System, do you have anything like 'Harem Pacification Talisman'? I feel that if I don't explain something today, I'm afraid I won't even be able to get out of the main hall!]
Although Su Yun was complaining crazily in his heart, his face instantly changed into a look of death, and he walked towards Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue affectionately:
"Teacher, Xue'er! Listen to me explain, all this is for the future of our Spirit Hall!"
The air inside the Pope Palace seemed to have solidified into lead, so heavy that it was suffocating.
Bibi Dong Those purple eyes are like the deep polar ice abyss, revealing Sisi wisps of cold air;
Qian Renxue on the side, although she had changed back into the stunning golden women's clothing, the shadow of Angel Sacred Sword in her hands was trembling slightly, and she was obviously on the verge of going berserk.
Su Yun stood in the center of the hall, feeling the pressure from the left and right that could almost tear Titled Douluo into pieces, and the cold sweat on his forehead finally came down.
"That teacher, Xue'er, you listen to my quibbles... No, listen to my explanation!"