The Unusual Number of Douluo

"Haha, maybe this is growth." Ma Hongjun laughed.

"Okay, Fatty, can you tell us about your gains, such as the examination of the gods, where did you go?"

Tang San quietly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, then smiled and asked Ma Hongjun, changing the subject.

"I have gained a lot. The spirit power is now probably at the 85th level, and the assessment is now in the fifth test. Let me kill a Title Douluo alone. There is no problem facing a low-level Title Douluo. ."

"Oh? Become so confident now, fat man, it's not a good thing to be too confident."

Zhao Xuan raised his brows when he heard this, and Tang San nodded solemnly beside him.

"Look at Brother Xuan, oh! Blame me, forgot to tell you, now my spirit has changed a bit, let me take a look."

After speaking, Ma Hongjun stretched out his right hand and laid it flat on his back to communicate with his Martial Spirit. As the Martial Spirit engraved on the back of his hand appeared, a dim golden light gleamed.

The temperature of the entire room rose suddenly, and Zhao Xuan and Tang San faintly heard a crisp phoenix sound, and then they saw a golden red phoenix jump out of Ma Hongjun's palm.

The phoenix looked small and delicate, with a crimson body, as deep as blood, and bright eyes. If Hao Hao Da Ri, the golden red flame on his body was even more magnificent.

"Fatty, didn't your martial spirit evolve into seven phoenixes? How come it has become a head now, and this flame..."

Tang San suddenly noticed the strangeness of Ma Hongjun's Martial Spirit, and couldn't help asking.

Ma Hongjun explained with a smile: "After I wiped out the sun bird, its body essence was absorbed by my martial soul. The original flame of my martial soul was a sinister flame, while the flame of the sun divine bird was pure. The flame of yang, the complementation of the two yin and yang, turned into what it is now, with the clinging nature of the original flame and the fierceness of the sun god."

"And Wuhun..."

Speaking of this, Ma Hongjun's face turned a little weird, and he hesitated for a while before he hesitated: "Vulcan said that a few heads are too fancy, the avenue is simple, and he used the skill of tempering the sun god to melt me ​​abruptly. Into one by one."

Zhao Xuan and Tang San felt dumbfounded, can they still play like this?

"However, it looks much better than before."

Looking back, Zhao Xuan rubbed his chin and said, this looks more pleasing to the eye, but Vulcan's approach is too casual.

After appreciating for a moment, Zhao Xuan stretched his waist, and then said, "Well, let’s stop here today. We haven’t said hello when we came back. Let’s go visit the master first, and I’m still waiting to continue to deduct mine. As for the ninth spirit ability, Xiao San, take the fat man when you have time to do his assessment."

"it is good."

"Wait, Brother Xuan can make a discussion, I am no longer fat, your mouthful of a fat man hurts my image in front of Xiangxiang..."

"Hey, it's not that she hasn't seen you before. Besides, she's called Hongjun Weird. It's better for the fat man to speak more smoothly. That's it."

"..."

"Xiaoxuan, I always feel like we have forgotten something."

"Forgot what? No, right?"

Tang San thought for a while, then hesitantly murmured, "Maybe..."

As for Sea God Island, thousands of kilometers away, Tang Chen looked at the south with a worried look.

"Why haven't those two boys come back? There won't be any trouble."

(Yes _, I actually think Ma Hongjun’s Phoenix Martial Spirit head is too many, it’s garish.)

Chapter 520

In September, the autumn colors are getting deeper.

Wuhun City.

The atmosphere in Wuhun City has not been very good in recent months. To be more precise, the atmosphere in Wuhun City is very depressing. Many residents of Wuhun City look worried.

The source of its uneasiness was naturally the war between the Wuhundian and the North and South empires. No, if it were to be accurate, it should be the Wuhun empire.

But compared to the emerging Wuhun Empire, the term Wuhundian is more popular.

If it were placed a few years ago, the residents of Wuhun City would naturally support it for no reason for Wuhun Hall's decision, but now there are faint voices of opposition from the people, including the spirit master team of Wuhun Hall.

"These guys are really unreliable. When they said they were good, they were all rushing, but now they encounter some difficulties, they want to take refuge in the opposite side."

In the Pope Hall on Wuhun Mountain, it was not Pope Bibi Dong who was sitting above the main seat, but Hu Liena behind the Wuhun Hall.

She wore a black palace dress, and the silk dress was smooth and silky tightly attached to her graceful body, setting her off slim.

At this moment, she looked at the letter in her hand with a cold face.

"His Royal Highness doesn't need to worry too much about these. Low-level soul masters have less and less influence on this battle. As long as His Highness the Pope can succeed, this continent will ultimately belong to our Spirit Empire."

Below the seat of the pope, there are several cardinals standing respectfully on the left and right.

After Hu Liena's voice fell, the first cardinal on the left bowed slightly to Hu Liena and said, although he was a strong man near the Contra level, he was extremely respectful when facing Hu Liena, who had only the Soul Sage cultivation level.

Inside the Hall of Spirits, everyone knows that although the Pope has always had no good expressions on people, he will smile when facing the saint. This is also the next successor of the Hall of Spirits appointed by her.

Hu Liena heard that the burnt color on her face did not weaken much, her thin willow eyebrows were slightly bent, with a touch of sadness, and she whispered softly: "It's not just them, those Title Douluos are also complaining now, caused by the failure of the last action. The impact is really too great."

Hearing this, the cardinal who was speaking below also retreated, and said nothing.

He didn't dare to say disrespectful words to Title Douluo. Although there were many strong people in the Spirit Hall, and among them, it was faintly divided into two factions, but Title Douluo of any faction would not want to see someone disrespectful to Title Douluo.

This is pride that comes from the bones, Title Douluo is high above, Title Douluo cannot be humiliated.

And... the last time the loss was indeed too great.

Dozens of Title Douluo acted together, and the other party only lost one Title Douluo, and several Title Douluo suffered heavy losses, but the loss of one's own side was several times that of the other's, including even one of the 98th level. Title Douluo, this kind of loss, even if it is the Spirit Hall, can be said to be a painful one.

Seeing the cardinal below, Hu Liena shook her head secretly. Although her status in the Wuhun Hall seems to be very high, most of them are flatterers. The source of all her rights is his teacher Bibi Dong. Since Bibi Dong retreats, she has felt an unprecedented loneliness.

"Zhao Xuan..."

Looking at the empty hall, for some reason Hu Liena's mind came up with the figure of that person, her red lips moved slightly, and she only felt bitter.

It is precisely because of his strategy of Wuhun Temple that he has repeatedly failed.

"Report!"

Suddenly a hurried voice came from outside the door, interrupting Hu Liena's thoughts. A cardinal walked in from the doormaster and bowed under Hu Liena's seat and raised the letter in his hand.

"Your Royal Highness, urgent letter!"

Hu Liena returned to her senses, and there was a touch of solemnity in her eyes, and she quickly said: "Come up."

The cardinal submitted the letter, and Hu Liena took it with her bare hand. After scanning the information on the letter with bright eyes, her face instantly turned pale.

The cardinal in the seat looked at each other and felt bad in his heart. The original cardinal asked aloud: "His Royal Highness, dare to ask what happened?"