EBE Chapter 483 Contest, Bibi Dong's Choice
Chapter 483 Contest, Bibi Dong's Choice
Chapter 483 Contest, Bibi Dong's Choice
"This mad blood pill can't be used without prohibition, the effect of this backlash is really uncomfortable."
"cough cough"
While speaking, a mouthful of blood seeped out from between Chen Long's fingers.
Just now, in order to complete the suppression of the battle formation of the Heaven Dou Army, he directly chose a reckless method.
He directly swallowed the three Mad Blood Pills into his mouth at the same time, so that the Dragon God's blood in his body would be stimulated to the maximum, and it would not be very difficult to suppress the opponent.
It's just that the reaction was too great, Chen Long felt that his body was about to be torn apart.
"You look uncomfortable."
Seeing this, Bodhidharma folded his palms together and bowed to Chen Long, a golden light shone on his forehead.
As the light irradiated Chenlong's body, the warm current instantly spread all over his limbs, making Chenlong feel like a spring breeze.
After a few breathing adjustments, Chen Long finally stabilized his state.
"Thank you, if you didn't help break up their fighting spirit just now, even if I took ten Mad Blood Pills, it would be unlikely to have such an effect."
The blood color returned to his face, and even his soul power was recovering in an orderly manner.
"It's okay, helping you is what a poor monk should do, Amitabha..."
Before Bodhidharma finished speaking, those golden eyes suddenly became sharp.
"There are strong people nearby, and they are beside those refugees, and the aura of one of them is very holy."
As soon as these words came out, Chen Long's body shook violently.
"It's not good, the worst thing happened, Bodhidharma, let's go there quickly, don't delay for a moment."
After listening to Chen Long's words, Bodhidharma nodded lightly, and then raised his arms, using it as a chair for Chen Long to ride on.
Just like that, the figures of the two people drew a golden light, and they flew towards the northwest like that.
At the pass of General Town, all the refugees were blocked by a pair of men and horses.
Among this group of people, Chihiro Ji, who was dressed in fancy clothes, seemed to be the most dazzling one, even the two titled Douluo beside him couldn't compare to him.
At this moment, Bibi Dong was standing at the front of the crowd, her eyes fell on Qian Xun Ji, and there was a little worship in her eyes.
"Are you really the Pope of Wuhundian? How can you prove your identity?"
The little girl asked in a childish voice, and Chihiro Ji smiled warmly.
"Haha, that's natural. The Pope will never deceive children. If it is to prove his identity, it would be too simple."
"Little girl, I think you should have heard from your father that the seraphim martial soul is a single-handed seraphim from the Spirit Hall."
While speaking, Qian Xunji opened his arms, a brilliant golden light lit up behind his head, and his legs also floated in the air.
Two yellows, two purples and three blacks, he is indeed the Seven Rings Soul Sage, a strong Soul Sage in his twenties, what a dazzling existence this is.
For Chihiro Ji, this strength is just icing on the cake, after all, the brilliance brought by the seraphim is enough to cover everything.
Even if he is now an eight-ring Contra, this matter is probably not too unusual.
Flashing in circles, the real body of the angel appeared in front of all the refugees.
In legends and stories, angels are always the kind of existence that can save all living beings. After the big guy saw Chihiro Ji's martial soul, he couldn't help but kneel down and worship him.
"Oh my god, this is really the Angel Wuhun from the Wuhun Palace, let's kneel down quickly."
"Yes, yes, we are all safe with the Pope by our side."
The noisy voices were endless, and for a while, everyone began to worship Chihiro Ji, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as the admiration of thousands of people.
Only Bibi Dong and Xiao Cai's mother and daughter had other emotions in their eyes.
The three of them would look into the town from time to time, thinking how much a figure could appear here.
But time has passed, and the city has the aura of peak douluo just now.
The three of them also felt that Chenlong had little chance of surviving. Even if he had the power to rival the soul saint powerhouse, it was just a matter of slapping him in the face of Titled Douluo.
"Big brother, I have remembered your kindness. I will definitely work hard to cultivate in the future, become stronger, and help you avenge."
After muttering silently in her heart, Bibi Dong turned her head to look at Qian Xun Ji.
What the pope said to himself just now echoed in his mind.
If he can worship him as his teacher, then these people behind him can all obtain the status of residents of Wuhun City.
I can also enjoy the high-quality training resources of the Wuhun Empire, and at the same time become the only disciple of Chihiro Ji.
With the support of many favorable factors, Bibi Dong couldn't think of any reason to refuse.
"Teacher, please be respected by disciple Bibi Dong."
When she was younger, Bibidong had seen pictures of other people sending their children home to be taught by their father.
Therefore, he has also learned such things as apprentice etiquette thoroughly, and he is familiar with using them.
And just when the little girl was about to kneel down, an invisible force suddenly spread out.
The petite body seemed to be grasped by a big hand, and it was no longer possible to follow Chihiro's master-student ceremony.
At the same time, the two titled Douluo behind Qian Xunji also reacted, and they surrounded their Pope almost at the same time.
The movement is so fast that even lightning can't match it.
"who?"
Nine circles of soul rings flickered under their feet. Today's Fifteen Ton Douluo and Conquering Demon Douluo are both at level 95, and they can be regarded as very prestigious existences on the mainland.
"Xiao Dongdong, your teacher should be a real hero. These guys in front of you are not worthy."
Suddenly, a golden light shot from afar.
Fifteen Jun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo noticed at the same time, so they immediately threw out their Wuhun Panlong Stick, and flew straight towards the golden light.
"clang"
Title Douluo's attacks are more targeted, so there will be no situation where the attack fails.
The two sticks were intertwined, and they collided fiercely with the golden light in mid-air.
The buzzing sound echoed, and two figures emerged from the golden light.
"Brother Chenlong, I knew you would not die!"
Looking at the familiar figure in the sky, Xiao Cai immediately jumped up, and a thousand words could hardly describe the little girl's mood at this moment.
It was so heartening to know that my savior was not dead yet.
As for the strong monk beside Chenlong, the little girl felt very confused.
On the other side, when the two titled Douluo of Wuhundian saw Bodhidharma, their pupils constricted suddenly, and the spirit ring flickered under their feet, and they dared not relax for a moment.
"Title Douluo!"
The voices of the two are almost the same. As powerhouses of the same level, they can naturally feel the strength of Bodhidharma.
And it can be roughly judged that this strong monk is likely to be stronger than the two of them.
(End of this chapter)