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Chapter 31 Qian Renxue's Sad Farewell

The elders and worshippers who were practicing in the Pope's Hall were alarmed.

Their mental power is already very strong and their perception is keen. Such obvious abnormal movements of spiritual energy can naturally be hidden from them.

After a little sense, they discovered the source of the abnormal movement.

That is exactly the direction of the Pope's bedroom.

Swish ~

The sound of breaking through the air kept ringing, and figures came outside the Pope's bedroom, but did not dare to step in.

After all, it is the residence of the pope, and it is also a female pope, so you should not enter rashly.

Qian Daoliu also came, standing outside the bedroom, looking inside with confusion.

No one uses his mental power to find out the truth.

To really use mental power to check it out recklessly is a very disrespectful act to the Pope.

Even Qiandaoliu did not use his mental power to check it out.

He was self-reliant and could not do anything to peek at a woman.

In fact, even if they use their mental power, they cannot detect the situation inside.

Their mental power could not break through the spiritual defenses of Wang Jin and Bibi Dong.

Even if they join forces, they will not be able to break through. This is like the difference between a bare-handed fist and a powerful weapon in hand.

A group of people stood quietly at the door waiting, feeling the surrounding spiritual energy flowing towards Bibidong's residence.

房间内,王晋和比比东自然看到了外面那群人.

Wang Jin immediately stopped practicing, and the pair of divine willow totem on his back suddenly faded and then disappeared.

Bibi stared at Wang Jin with bright eyes and asked, "Are you practicing just now? Why did you make such a big noise?"

Wang Jin shrugged and said helplessly: "I accidentally couldn't control it."

In fact, he had no experience. He didn't expect that his physique and skills would be so domineering. He plundered such a large range of spiritual energy in his first practice, which made it impossible for others to practice at all.

In that short period of time just now, he absorbed a large amount of spiritual energy. If he had been replaced by a soul master of more than ten levels, he might have exploded and died.

But he had nothing to do.

He looked inside and found that the air flow in the meridians, which is what the world calls the soul power, had grown a lot.

And my body, flesh and blood, internal organs, directly absorbed a lot of spiritual energy and was significantly enhanced.

The spiritual energy he just swallowed was really huge for him now. He had not been completely digested yet, and most of it was stored in the willow tree totem behind him.

He can temporarily not absorb the spiritual energy from the outside world, and use the spiritual energy stored in the totem to cultivate soul power or strengthen his body.

The Immortal Devouring Heavenly Technique has two parts: Qi refining and Body refining.

Body refining is very important. Only when the body is strong enough can it bear the devouring black hole and avoid collapse under the terrifying devouring force of the black hole.

Of course, the black hole he cultivated in the early stage is definitely far inferior to the black hole in the universe that annihilates everything. It can only be regarded as a weakened version, but it is also terrifying enough.

Wang Jin experienced the terrifying devouring power when he practiced for the first time. This was just the effect of his martial arts and devouring body.

When his soul power reaches level ten and his first black hole is condensed, his devouring power will become even more terrifying.

Bibi Dong exclaimed, "Brother Jin, your talent is really terrifying. You are still so small now that you can plunder spiritual energy on such a large scale. When you grow up and your physical cultivation improves, you really can't imagine what the situation will be like then."

Wang Jin looked up at Bibidong and asked, "You said I'm young?"

Bibidong looked down at Wang Jin's young body, and his eyes finally fell somewhere. He curled his lips and said with a smile: "Is there anything wrong with saying you are young?"

Wang Jin frowned hard, pretending to be fierce, and said, "I dare to say that I am young, I will let you know that I am wrong tonight!"

Bibidong's chest was straightened, and his majestic figure almost broke the slim dress. He said without showing any weakness: "Who is afraid of who?"

"Then... let's do it?" Wang Jin looked at Bibidong with a smile.

Bibidong's pretty face turned red and he nodded slightly.

Just then, Ju Douluo's shouts came from outside.

"Crown of the Pope, are you okay?"

The interests that the two had just developed were immediately dispersed.

Bibi Dong had a little itchy teeth and wanted to hurt Baiju Douluo.

"How do you dissuade those guys outside?" she asked.

Wang Jin said: "You said you were practicing just now and accidentally made a big noise."

比比东狐疑道:“他们会相信么?我全力修炼也无法达到你刚才那种效果.”

Wang Jin said: "As long as Qiandaoliu believes, it is enough. If you release some of the aura of Rakshasa god, he will naturally believe what you say."

Bibidong nodded, thinking it was feasible.

"Why don't you tell them that you were practicing just now?" Bibidong asked.

Wang Jin said: "Although they are a little afraid of my origin, if they learn that the movement just now was caused by my cultivation, they may be moved by me, especially Qiandaoliu. They must be very eager to become a god and will not let go of any hope of becoming a god. I don't want him to do stupid things and don't want Xueer to lose this grandfather."

"Okay, I'll deal with them," Bibidong said, and walked out of the balcony and went downstairs. When it landed on the ground, she had already arrived in front of Qian Daoliu and others.

Qian Daoliu looked at the increasingly glorious female pope and was amazed again. This woman's talent was really too high.

The move that just now revealed, the control of the soul power that is so wonderful that it is not something that a person who has just entered the title Douluo can do.

Bibidong's eyes were majestic, and he slowly swept across everyone, saying, "The movement just now was caused by my cultivation, so don't make a fuss."

The faint breath of Rakshasa god on her body made Qian Daoliu, who was beside her, feel very afraid.

The others felt the faint pressure on Bibidong, and when they heard Bibidong's words, they were shocked.

Is the Pope a monster? Cultivation can actually cause such a big deal.

Gui Douluo said: "Uncle the Pope, the movement just now is too big, and we can't practice normally."

The rest of the people nodded one after another, and the spiritual energy within the Pope's Hall was exhausted. How did others practice?

Bibi Host: "Don't worry, I will pay attention to it in the future, and it will not affect everyone's cultivation."

"That's good." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

When they reach their level, they have endless wealth and glory. What they most desire is that their cultivation can go further.

"Let's all disperse."

Bibi Dong returned to his residence and discussed with Wang Jin that Wang Jin would not practice soul power in the future.

Just go outside the Wuhun City or find a place in the city.

Others’ practice takes a lot of time, but Wang Jin doesn’t need it.

He can plunder a large amount of spiritual energy in a short period of time for himself to slowly absorb it.

That night, after Wang Jin and Bibidong had supper, Qian Renxue came here in sadness.

"Brother Jin, Sister Dong'er, Xue'er is leaving Wuhun City and leaving you." Qian Renxue said sadly.
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