Chapter 130 The Seven Great Worshipers Follow Their Hearts

Zhu Zhuqing just sat quietly on the Dark Throne, and the Dark Throne quietly floated above the Pope's Palace in Wuhun City.

The pitch-black clouds enveloped the entire Wuhun City, and even the sunlight could not penetrate the clouds and shine into the Wuhun City.

Dugu Bo was her subordinate after all. Although he was a bit disappointing in the early stages, he could basically be said to have been devoted to her later on.

Now Bibi Dong actually bullied him, it was obvious that she didn't take her seriously.

Or maybe she thought her strength was enough to make Zhu Zhuqing wary.

But that was impossible. Not to mention Bibi Dong, Zhu Zhuqing at this moment even looked down upon the Rakshasa God.

Zhu Zhuqing's appearance soon caused a huge shock in Wuhun City. Soul rings of various colors lit up in every corner of Wuhun City, and were very conspicuous in this suddenly dark environment.

Especially in the Spirit Hall, dozens of figures with eight spirit rings rushed out.

"Your Majesty!"

Looking at these beings, Zhu Zhuqing didn't even raise her eyelids and just snorted.

The entire area covered by dark clouds was directly integrated into Zhu Zhuqing's spiritual will. In an instant, the entire area covered by dark clouds turned into Zhu Zhuqing's domain with a roar.

Brush brush brush brush!

Just like the lights in If You Are the One, the soul rings that were originally lit in Wuhun City and the soul rings of dozens of Soul Douluo figures were instantly extinguished, and Wuhun was directly forced to bend back.

Dozens of Soul Douluos who jumped into the air had their soul power pressed back into their bodies without being connected to their martial spirits, and returned directly to where they came from.

He even fell heavily to the ground because he had no soul power to support him.

But fortunately, he had thick skin and didn't die from the fall.

This is the absolute suppression of martial soul grade.

The ultimate martial spirit, plus that level of evil power.

Zhu Zhuqing's Shadow Cat had long surpassed the limit, surpassing the so-called god-level martial spirit.

All the people below the Titled Douluo in the entire Wuhun City were pressed to their knees on the ground by the powerful dark domain and could not move.

Those who resisted violently were lying on the ground, unable to get up.

"Old ghost, are you okay?"

Yue Guanyue supported the weak-legged Ghost Douluo and asked anxiously.

"Hiss, Yue Guan, this man is so powerful that we must not be his enemy. Let's retreat quickly and run to the Worship Hall."

The ghost was originally a martial spirit of darkness. Although it did not surrender under the suppression of Zhu Zhuqing's domain, its strength was reduced by at least five levels.

Therefore, he deeply understood the gap in strength between the two sides. He knew that he couldn't win and it was impossible to win.

It’s better to just run honestly.

But has the Spirit Hall offended such a ruthless person?

Even a Soul Douluo-level warrior died at the hands of someone else, and no Title Douluo-level elders showed up.

The entire Wuhun City was instantly plunged into an atmosphere of despair.

Enshrinement Hall!
Because the location of the worship hall requires quietness, the location of the worship hall is relatively remote.

But even in the remote location of the worship hall, it is still in Wuhun City.

Therefore, the moment the dark soul power enveloped the area, even the worship hall was covered.

"Who dares to come to Wuhun City and act so recklessly?"

The two brothers Qianjun Jiangmo, who had been practicing in seclusion in an attempt to break through, could no longer sit still. They immediately broke out and wanted to capture the person who came to Wuhun City so presumptuously.

But as soon as he came out of the customs, he was grabbed by a pair of big hands.

"Second worshiper?"

Qianjun Jiangmo looked at the golden crocodile in confusion.

"Don't be stupid and go up there to die."

Golden Crocodile carried the two brothers to the hall of worship.

Here, Qianjun and Jiangmo saw several priests. However, their faces were very serious, but they had no intention of taking the initiative to attack.

"Great Priest, can you please tell me what's going on now?"

The third priest Qingluan saw that everyone was present and looked at Qian Daoliu and asked.

"Hey, Qianjun Jiangmo, all of you please sit down."

Qian Daoliu waved to the two brothers.

After seeing that everyone sat down in order, Qian Daoliu no longer hid anything.

"How do you feel about that person's power?"

Qian Daoliu looked at the few priests except Golden Crocodile and asked.

He was not in a hurry to go out and show the glory of the Angel God. Not to mention whether he could win or not, now in Wuhun City, basically everyone only knew Pope Bibi Dong, and no one heard of the Angel Clan.

This may also be an opportunity.

Let Zhu Zhuqing suppress the arrogance of these people first.

There is another unimportant point, that is, although he doesn't know why Zhu Zhuqing came to Wuhun City to cause trouble, it is definitely related to the people in the Pope's Palace. It is better to let Zhu Zhuqing vent his anger first, so that he won't be punched three more times when he goes out.

"The momentum is very average, and it feels about the same as mine. It's just that the attributes of the martial spirit are very strong, and even my Guangling Divine Bow is suppressed a bit."

Guang Ling is level 96. It feels like Zhu Zhuqing is not much stronger than him now, except that his attribute level is a bit scary.

But there's no need to gather here to discuss it, right?

"generally?
I was almost slapped to death by her half a month ago. Do you think that is her full strength now?"

Golden Crocodile still feels sore all over when he thinks about it now. He was almost exhausted after pulling the floating island for half a month.

Now when he looks at Zhu Zhuqing, he feels a little traumatized.

"What?"×5
The third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh priests looked at the golden crocodile in astonishment.

Golden Crocodile is a peak Douluo at level ninety-eight, and he almost killed him with a single slap. Even the High Priest wouldn't be so sure, right?
Everyone turned their attention to Qian Daoliu again.

"That's right. Not to mention Golden Crocodile, I couldn't withstand three of her punches. If she hadn't held back on purpose, Golden Crocodile and I probably wouldn't have been able to come back."

Qian Daoliu said with a calm expression.

But that was outside. In Wuhun City, he could use the power of angels. Even if he couldn't defeat Zhu Zhuqing, a draw should be no problem.

But in order to put some pressure on them, it is better to describe their current situation as worse-case scenario, so that they might be able to make a small breakthrough.

"What!?"×5
The five great priests stood up immediately.

If they were to defeat the Golden Crocodile, they would be surprised at most, but they would not have any worries, after all, they still had Qian Daoliu as a backup.

But what did Qian Daoliu say now?
He only withstood three punches?
What kind of international joke are you kidding?
"That's true, but she didn't intend to kill me, otherwise there would be no difference between her and me."

Qian Daoliu felt that he was not bragging. After all, if it really came to a life-and-death situation, he could make a sacrifice in exchange for enormous power, and maybe even take Zhu Zhuqing away.

But Golden Crocodile didn't think so. He didn't know who had activated his martial soul's true form and used his ninth soul skill, but his martial soul was shattered by a single punch.

You’re really good at bragging.

But all the priests understood one thing, that is, the guy outside with a mediocre aura was actually pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. He probably came here to cause trouble. If they went out too impulsively, they would be used as punching bags.

"Great Priest, what should we do now?"

When the third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh priests thought about how they almost rushed out and lost their lives, they felt a chill down their spines.

"Wait a minute. Her target is very clear. She is probably going after the people in the Pope's Palace. We can wait until she vents her anger and then mediate."

Qian Daoliu closed his eyes and decided not to go out and take the blame for Bibi Dong.

"That's right. Over the years, that woman has been getting more and more unreasonable. If Xiaoxue hadn't brought the news, I wouldn't have known that there are so many termites in the Spirit Hall now!"

The Lion Douluo also folded his hands, closed his eyes, and ignored everything.

It's just right to let that woman suffer and get into trouble every day.

The other priests all closed their eyes in a sociable manner, intending to make Bibi Dong suffer a setback first.

But where are the Bibi Dong people now?
(End of this chapter)