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In the early morning, the sun rises, and the sunlight shines through the branches and leaves of the trees into the forest, bringing a warm light to the dark forest. In the forest, mist curls up, insects chirp and birds chirp, making it look dreamy and quiet.
The morning light fell on Zeng Yi. At this time, he was sitting under a tree. The light blue soul power slowly flowed around his body. The wind picked up the fallen leaves and flowed around Zeng Yi's body. His eyes were closed. Practicing meditation.
The wind is blowing the fallen leaves, and you can smell the rotation of your body. You can see with the naked eye that with Zeng Yi's breathing, it is fast and slow, and then calms down again. It has a very harmonious rhythm, natural and peaceful.
After a long time, the wind suddenly stopped, and the fallen leaves rolled in the air paused for a moment, as if they were suspended in the air.
In an instant, a powerful and fierce aura erupted from Zeng Yi, and the energy wind surged wildly towards the surrounding space. The fallen leaves were like blades, shooting around and stabbing hard into the tree trunks.
Zeng Yi opened his eyes suddenly, and his dark pupils shone with light, sharp and sharp, and his gaze was like the light of a sword.
"Level thirty-six."
Feeling the stronger soul power in his body, Zeng Yi murmured, stretched out his right hand, looked at the palm, clenched his fist, then turned the fist into a knife, waved it towards the trees in front, and a transparent energy came from He slashed out with his hand, cutting through the fog, and struck the tree trunk with force. With a bang, the tree shook and shook, and the leaves fell down. When he looked again, he saw a smooth slash mark on the tree trunk, as if it had been struck by a sword.
"Yes, a perfect resurrection! Thirty-six percent of the goal has been achieved!" Zeng Yi shouted with joy, stood up from the ground, raised his hands, stretched out his body, and felt comfortable.
Three days have passed since Zeng Yi was chased in Soto City and killed those enemies. In the past few days, Zeng Yi left Soto City and continued to wander randomly. He thought he would be chased by others, but so far, no one has been chasing him, which made Zeng Yi feel relieved.
Zeng Yi's injuries from last time have all recovered. I have experienced many battles before. After immersing myself in it and practicing hard, my soul power has also broken through the first level. I am gratified!
It's a pity that he got into trouble with Wuhun Palace! After this, how can I go to Wuhun Palace to receive the subsidy? That's one hundred gold soul coins!
Zeng Yi himself was being chased by Wuhun Palace, but he didn't care much. Anyway, he had a thousand and one ways to escape. If he couldn't defeat him, could he still run away? What makes him feel distressed the most is the monthly subsidy!
His heart ached at the thought of not being able to take the money in the future.
I hope it’s just the Wuhun Palace in Soto City that takes it upon itself to do so, and I’m not wanted by the entire continent, otherwise I’ll have no choice but to live in the Soul Beast Forest.
But thinking about it, I haven't done anything harmful to the world, and there is no need for Wuhun Palace to target me like this. Why are you panicking? I think someone from the Soto Spirit Hall was jealous of my handsomeness, so this happened. If I were in another place, nothing would have happened, hehehe...
Zeng Yi comforted himself in his heart. His current strength is really not good enough. If Wuhun Palace really pursues him, Zeng Yi really has no way to deal with it.
Forget it, let’s take it one step at a time!
Zeng Yi shook his head, put aside the unpleasant thoughts in his mind, and said something to himself.
"Xiaoju!" Zeng Yi raised his head and shouted, and saw Xiaoju sleeping on the branch of a big tree next to him. Hearing Zeng Yi's cry, Xiao Ju raised her head, glanced at Zeng Yi under the tree, then stood up slowly, stretched her petite body lazily, and then jumped up, condescendingly. Zeng Yi jumped under the tree.
Zeng Yi caught Xiaoju, rubbed its head, and let it stand on his shoulders.
"Let me see if there's a city around here."
As he spoke, Zeng Yi took out a piece of circled leather paper, spread it out, and looked at the map drawn on it carefully.
After a while, Zeng Yi scratched his head without knowing why, looking a little embarrassed.
He doesn't know where he is now, so what's the use of looking at the map? Does this map have a positioning and navigation system?
Damn it, I spent a gold soul coin in vain to buy this stupid map.
He cursed in his heart, and then put the map away helplessly.
"It's better to walk around casually and ask people for directions when you meet them."
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Wuhun City is located at the junction of two empires, the Tiandou Empire and the Star Luo Empire.
Wuhun City is also the headquarters of Wuhun Palace, and the highest palace of Wuhun Palace, the Pope's Palace, is located in this Wuhun City. Of course, the legendary worship hall, which only titled Douluo can enter, also exists in the depths of Wuhun City.
This day is the annual meeting held every year by Wuhun Palace. The main content of the meeting is to report to the biggest leader of Wuhun Palace, the Pope, on the work situation of this year.
Of course, only those who are at the level of Wuhun Palace, Wuhun Main Palace, and above can participate in this annual meeting.
At noon, a group of people in red robes stood outside the Pope's Palace in the lofty hall of Wuhun Palace, waiting quietly. As for these people, it can be seen from the red robes on their bodies that their status is not low. Because the person who can wear this clothes must be the red-clothed archbishop of Wuhun Palace. And every red archbishop is the soul saint with the seventh ring who is the weakest. And this group of people, judging from their eyes, there are at least fifty or sixty people. Fifty or sixty Soul Saints, Soul Douluo level masters gathered together, even the titled Douluo had to avoid the edge for a while. In other forces, there is no such scene at all, and only the Wuhun Palace, the most powerful force in the entire continent, can take advantage of it.
Moreover, this is only the superficial strength of Wuhun Palace. A more powerful titled Douluo has not yet appeared.
These alone can show the powerful power of Wuhun Palace. This is why Wuhun Palace can suppress the two great empires and cannot raise its head. Why in the later period, Wuhun Palace can start a war across the entire continent and suppress all people. The reason for the fight. If Tang San hadn't forcefully cheated, the entire Douluo Continent would have been the back garden of Wuhun Palace.
In front of the majestic papal palace gate, two rows of knights wearing silver armor stood neatly with spears in hand. There were two rows of silver-armored knights, as many as a hundred in number. Their upright spears shone coldly in the sunlight, full of momentum and self-evident intimidation.
Each of these palace guardian knights must have at least six-ring soul emperor level soul power to be qualified enough to stand in the most glorious place of the Spirit Palace and be a palace guardian knight.
Boom——
A dull bell rang in the sky and echoed throughout Wuhun City. When the people on the streets of Wuhun City heard the bells, they stopped one after another and turned to look at the huge and magnificent palace in the center of Wuhun City, with high admiration in their eyes.
Kakaka——
The huge cold iron door slowly opened, and a long red carpet extended directly to the door of the Pope's Hall.
"My lords, please come in." The leading silver-armored knight guarding the palace said calmly to the group of cardinals with a serious expression.
These cardinals did not speak, but looked at the Pope's Palace with admiring eyes. With respectful expressions, they stepped on the red carpet and walked neatly towards the hall of the Pope's Palace.
The hall of the Pope's Palace is very large, covering thousands of square meters. It is magnificent, majestic and beautifully decorated. Even the Royal Palace is not so grand.
It can be seen from this hall that Wuhun Palace does not pay attention to the two empires at all.
The cardinals found their seats one after another, sat down, and waited quietly for the meeting to begin. Because the best seat in the hall was still empty, and their most respected Pope had not yet appeared.
After a while, the door of the Pope's Hall slowly opened, and two figures appeared at the door. Look closely, both of them are women, one is wearing a black robe with gold patterns, a nine-curved purple gold crown on his head, holding a scepter about two meters long, inlaid with countless gems, fair skin, almost perfect Appearance.
This person is none other than the current Pope of Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong!
The other one, a girl with an exquisite face wearing a red and white robe, stood behind Pope Bibi Dong's right shoulder.
As soon as Pope Bibi Dong appeared, everyone stood up from their seats, then knelt down facing Bibi Dong, with their foreheads on the ground.
"Welcome to His Majesty the Pope!"
Everyone shouted in unison, and the respectful voices echoed in the hall for a long time.
Boom——
Boom——
Boom——
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Bibi Dong slowly walked towards the highest seat. The papal scepter struck the floor, and every sound seemed to tug at everyone's heartstrings.
The girl, on the other hand, was walking slowly behind Bibi Dong.
Pope Bibi Dong walked up to the highest position and sat down, and the girl also sat in a position below and to the left of Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes scanned the crowd of people kneeling below and spoke calmly.
"Everyone, stand still!"
The voice carries endless majesty and solemnity, like the sound of heaven, ringing in everyone's ears.
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