Chapter 463： The girl Bibi Dong is shocked

Wuhun City, Wuhun Hall.

As the most famous city on the mainland, it is much more famous than Heaven Dou City and Star Luo City. Because the Wuhun Temple stands among them. Countless soul master elites have gathered here, and over time, Wuhun City has become the holy land in the soul of the soul master.

Today is the annual Pope's sacrifice.

According to legend, the inherited martial soul of the Pope Qian's family is God bestowed martial soul. Seraphim Wuhun is the inheritance left by the angel god. It is precisely because of this that countless soul masters are in awe of Qianjia.

At this moment, it was noon, all the residents of Wuhun City walked out of their homes, shouting enthusiastically, fanatically, and believe in, and countless emotions spread to the whole Wuhun City.

"Long live the pope, long live long live."

"..."

Countless people, looking in the direction of the Spirit Hall, shouted excitedly.

In the Wuhun Hall,

In a magnificent hall, a group of people stood, and there was a terrifying aura spreading from them, all of them were Titled Douluo's cultivation.

The head was a man in a golden robe with a purple and gold crown on his head. He looked more than 30 years old and exuded a breath of majesty. He is the Pope of Wuhun Hall, Qian Xun Ji.

Behind him is a stunning girl with almost perfect appearance. The girl is wearing a black long dress, has a good figure, looks forward to her beautiful eyes, and has bright eyes.

She stood there gracefully and attracted a lot of attention.

Countless elders, including Pope Chihiro Ji, looked at her admiringly. Because she is the saint of Wuhun Palace, the disciple of Qian Xun Ji, the peerless genius of twin Wuhun.

If Bibi Dong can grow up, he will be a strong man like a great elder in the future. Ninety-ninth-level Title Douluo, if they can still have a Title Douluo like this, their Spirit Hall will be invincible.

"Teacher, are we using this statue to worship? What's the use of it? We worship it every year, and we haven't seen any reaction from it." Bibi Dong pouted, somewhat puzzled. She doesn't understand what is the use of worshiping a statue? Could it be possible that worshipping the idols can help the Wuhun Hall eliminate disasters? How can this be?

"That's right, this is just a statue." At the back of the hall, there is a young man with an inch head and an ordinary appearance. He is Yu Xiaogang. At this moment he was a little disdainful. He learns to be rich in five cars, considers himself incomparable talent, and never believes that there will be such a **** in the world. He even felt that Wuhundian made up such rumors to give himself a superior image, thereby fooling the world. Countless people in the world believe in the Pope because they believe that the Pope can communicate with the world and possess the secret ability.

As Yu Xiaogang, he is naturally impossible to believe this. He thought that all of this was made up by Wuhun Hall himself. The Wuhun Temple comes to worship every year to deceive those believers.

And he even told Bibi Dong about this. And Bibi Dong, who was in the youth rebellious period, suddenly heard these things that had subverted her cognition, and suddenly he opened up a new world, attracted by Yu Xiaogang's talent.

In Wuhun Hall, countless elders believe in the Pope and the Seraphim. This made Bibi Dong feel a little boring. After hearing Yu Xiaogang's rebellious words, he became interested in Yu Xiaogang. She even felt that what Yu Xiaogang said was true.

Her master forged these in order to make more believers believe in them.

Does God really exist? If it really exists, how can no one become a **** for so many years?

Except for those who have the most core information, even the titled Douluo Elder of the Spirit Hall is not particularly convinced that there really is a divine residence in the world. After all, if you didn't see it with your own eyes, you would have some doubts.

And Bibi Dong's age is exactly the stage of curiosity and doubt about everything.

"Ignorance." Chihiro Ji stood above the hall, listening to these words, could not help but glance at Yu Xiaogang coldly. Yu Xiaogang is the son of Yu Yuanzhen, immortal cannot break through the waste of the soul. What qualifications do you have to judge the **** of angels. Their thousand families have mastered the inheritance of the Angel God Divine Residence, but their aptitude is too poor to become a god.

But even so, their thousand families can pass some simple assessments and get some benefits from God. Even some simple divine rewards are enough to make their strength skyrocket. This is also the reason why there will be no faults in the Qianjia bloodline.

The God of Angels admits to exist, but this is the secret of their thousands of families, and it is impossible for them to share it with others. Even the elders of Wuhun Hall only know some meager knowledge of gods.

Yu Xiaogang's cold eyes on Qian Xunji immediately filled his heart with deep fear. Only then did he remember that today is the day of sacrifice, here are the absolute believers of Seraphim.

"Under the Pope's crown, it was my unscrupulous words that angered the Pope's crown."

"Please don't blame the Pope..."

Yu Xiaogang hurriedly said, feeling a little frightened.

"Teacher, I think what Xiaogang said is correct," Bibi Dong said, looking at Yu Xiaogang with a hint of affection. She likes Yu Xiaogang because she feels that Yu Xiaogang is different from others and he is talented. In Wuhun City, everyone believes in the Pope and the Seraphim. Only he can see clearly, and Yu Xiaogang also put forward ten theories, these theories all proved his talent.

"What do you know?" Qianxun shook his head quickly and looked at the idol before him. This pair of gods has three pairs of white wings, representing light and sacredness. This is an angel.

Chihiro Ji bowed deeply in front of the idol, and then Qian Daoliu and many elders also began to respectfully salute in front of the idol.

"Dong'er, come over and salute," Chihiro Ji said, looking at the beautiful girl.

"Oh." Bibidong stuck out his tongue helplessly, walked up to the statue of God charmingly, and saluted the statue. Meimou looked at the idol, and she didn't believe it.

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"Since the **** of angels is so powerful, then show me a miracle. I don't believe there is any **** of angels. Even if there is a god's residence, it will not protect us." Bibi Dong is in Tucao inwardly, a little arrogant.

She was already at the age of rebellion, and she was proud of her talent and did not want to believe that there would be such a powerful existence.

However, soon, she froze suddenly.

Her beautiful eyes were wide, her petite red lips opened, and she looked at the scene in disbelief.

Because at the moment she just complained, the idol in front of her lit up.

The golden light flashed the eyes of everyone in the hall.

This light is pure and flawless, full of bright and holy breath.

Under the cover of this golden light, the **** of angels seemed to have life, becoming lifelike and full of sacred and majestic aura, which made people feel awe-inspiring.

"What's going on? Does the angel **** have any instructions?"

"Miracles, miracles."

"Angel God? What a pure light power. Under the influence of this power, I actually feel like I want to break through. The bottleneck that has plagued me for ten years seems to have loosened."

"Me too. I have broken through the 95th level for 30 years. I thought it would be impossible to make a breakthrough in this life with my qualifications. But now I feel like I am about to break through. What's going on." In the hall, More than twenty titled Douluo, who usually stand on the top of the mainland, all showed amazement at this moment.

"The **** of angels, such a powerful aura, this is the aura that God's Mansion can also possess." Qian Daoliu couldn't help but said in shock. He was already a rank ninety-nine titled Douluo, standing at the top of the continent. But in front of this breath it seemed so small.

"Could it be that the **** of angels perceives my loyalty and wants to reward me?" Chihiro Ji said, kneeling directly to the ground. At this time, his heart was full of ecstasy. Since ancient times, countless generations of popes and thousands of ancestors in Wuhun Palace have never caused such a terrifying miracle even if they have passed the **** test.

Only he, Chihiro Ji, did this. Did he get the appreciation of the angel god? If he is appreciated by the **** of angels, even if he cannot become a god, he can get a lot of benefits.

"The great angel god, I know that the future angel **** will not abandon his believers." Qianxunji said loudly, and his voice was loud and transmitted directly to the entire Wuhun City.

At this time, the residents of Wuhun City also watched this scene in shock. There was a huge figure standing in the sky, and the endless light aura was released, causing countless believers in the Wuhun Temple to scream feverishly.

At this moment, they even cried with joy. Although they are believers in Wuhun Temple, many people think that what they believe in is nothing more than that. They want to argue, but they have nothing to say. Because the existence they believed in never appeared. But now seeing this scene today, they only feel that everything they believed in in the past is the truth.

Under the gaze of Qian Xun Ji and countless people, Zhao Ming walked out volley, his body exuded a bright breath. Zhao Ming had done attribute grafting with Rui Beast, which possessed the ultimate light attribute, and obtained many benefits. So he naturally has light attributes, but these light attributes are not worth mentioning relative to his main attributes.

"this is?"

Qian Daoliu looked at Zhao Ming who walked out of the idol and opened his mouth wide. This is not the angelic **** in his memory. What is going on?

"I am not the **** of angels. I am a divine messenger. I am ordered by God to patrol and help angel believers. In addition, I must severely punish those who disrespect the **** of angels."

"It turned out to be the Lord God Envoy."

"Welcome the Lord God Envoy to the Wuhun Hall."

The doubts in the minds of Qianxunji, Qiandaoliu and the elders of Wuhun Hall instantly vanished.

Although the person in front of him is not the **** of angels, he is a divine envoy, and his status is much more noble than them.

At the same time, they couldn't help but begin to feel the breath of the divine envoy, but found that they could not even feel the breath of the divine envoy, even Qian Daoliu.

Everyone looked at Zhao Ming in amazement, a little unbelievable. Is it even so terrible for gods? How strong will the power of God be?

"You don't need to be polite." Zhao Ming shook his head, "I can feel the impure energy in the hall. Some people here are disrespectful to the angelic god." Zhao Ming said, showing a smile and looking at the beautiful girl ahead.

At this moment, Bibi Dong was flexing her body, her black long skirt was tightly stretched, and her delicate figure was drawn out, which was heartwarming.

Bibi Dong was already sluggish at this time, his small mouth was slightly open, his long legs were motionless, and he stood in front of Zhao Ming blankly, motionless.

The girl Bibi Dong was dumbfounded.

She didn't expect that the **** of angels that the teacher said really existed, and she just disrespected the **** of angels. And she just said to let the angelic **** show her a miracle, and then the envoy came Could this envoy come to her?

As the saint of Wuhun Temple, she is openly disrespectful to gods, what should be the sin?

In her capacity, even the entire Wuhun Temple would be affected. The divine envoy was so powerful, if the divine envoy knew that she was disrespectful to the divine statue just now, the angel **** would even abandon the Spirit Hall and no longer shelter in it.

If that is the case, then she is the greatest sinner in Wuhun Palace.

Thinking of this, the girl's pure mind couldn't help being a little scared. She is the strongest genius in the Wuhun Palace, and is loved by countless people. But if she offends the Divine Mansion, no one will love her again, or even taunt her.

"God, Lord God Envoy, I, I..." Bibi Dong said, making a nice but a little frightened voice.

Zhao Ming couldn't help but move when he looked at the girl Bibi Dong, his index finger stretched out and couldn't help but stroke her delicate red lips.

The girl Bibi Dong hadn't reacted yet, feeling itchy on her lips, she couldn't help but stick out her small tongue to lick.