Douluo Continent, Wuhun City.

The breeze blew gently, and a smudge of smoke and dust blew on the ground, and there was silence around it, as if the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

At this time, a man with white hair was floating in the air. The man looked resolute and his eyes were deep. His expression of indifference was endless.

Yes, it is Jiraiya who fought with Qiandaoliu.

His belt was fluttering, and his long white hair floated gently with the breeze, leaving the world independent.

As minute by minute, his eyes finally showed an impatient look, and then he snorted coldly, looking at Bibidong and said coldly: "Tell me, your decision!"

"Wow!"

This voice seemed to scare everyone thinking, and all the powerful men in the Spirit Hall couldn't help but take a step back.

At this time, Bibidong looked at Jiraiya with anger and looked at him with disdain, and said in a deep voice: "Jiraiya, now that you are bullying the Spirit Hall like this, you will definitely regret it in the future!"

"Repent? Hahaha."

Jiraiya laughed loudly, glanced at the people below with disdain, and then said in a deep voice: "What does not exist, ants are ants. No matter how many of them are, they are still ants. The era of the Martial Soul Hall has passed. From today on the Douluo Continent, the arrival of the Akatsuki organization will surely be welcomed.

Maybe it seems humiliating to you, but it seems normal to me.

In the world of the strong, there will never be a seat for the weak.

Spring goes and autumn comes, cold comes and heat goes, prosperity goes and declines, and all things alternate, which is where the way of heaven is.

Perhaps in a thousand years, the Akatsuki organization will eventually be destroyed and dissipated in the long river of history, and your Spirit Hall will once again lead the direction of this world."

Speaking of this, Jiraiya's voice became cold again and said, "But, so what?

At least now, the strength of the Akatsuki organization is not comparable to your Spirit Hall.”

After saying that, he looked up at the sky and murmured to himself: "It is said that there is a god in Douluo Continent, but unfortunately he has no chance to see him."

After saying that, he shook his head gently, then looked at Bibidong and asked again: "Then, Bibidong, tell me, your decision!"

After the words came, the people in the Martial Soul Palace held their breath and concentrated, showing a very unwilling look, and glared at them.

For thousands of years, the Martial Soul Hall has been extremely powerful, and almost no sect can shake its edge. Otherwise, it would not have forced such a powerful Haotian Sect to retreat to the mountains, nor would it have left Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect helpless, so he had to join forces with the Akatsuki organization.

For a moment, Bibidong didn't know how to refute. She looked up at Jiraiya, who looked like a god, frowned and looked unwilling to accept her eyes. Once upon a time, the most powerful martial soul hall on Douluo Continent was about to look at others' expressions?

However, the situation is stronger than that of people. People are under the roof and have to bow their heads.

Jiraiya alone can directly overturn all the top masters in their Spirit Hall, not to mention the existence of experts like Tang Hao.

"Okay, in the future, the soul masters of the Martial Soul Hall will retreat when they meet people from the Akatsuki organization!"

Bibidong seemed to have made a great determination, gritted his teeth, and said loudly in humiliation, then turned around and waved hard to the people in the Wuhun Hall, saying, "The mountains will not turn, the water will turn, the morning organization, we will meet in the mountains and rivers!"

After the words came, Bibidong took a large number of masters from the Spirit Hall to leave directly. The masters of the Spirit Hall walking behind quickly followed the people in front, as if they were afraid that the masters of the Akatsuki organization would repent.

Soon, Jiraiya glanced at the people in the Martial Soul Palace who had disappeared, then turned his eyes to Tang Hao and others, and smiled and said, "From today, the era of the Akatsuki organization has arrived!"

"The leader is mighty! Hahaha." Du Douluo Dugu Bo laughed, which made everyone around him laugh.

As the masters of the Spirit Hall left, the atmosphere at the scene was no longer as tense as before, and everyone was talking and laughing very easily.

"call out!"

However, at this moment, Qiandaoliu, who was still on the ground like a dead dog, suddenly broke free from Tang Hao's control, and quickly left towards the east like a beam of light.

"Not good!" Tang Hao quickly reacted, but unfortunately Qiandaoliu's figure had already appeared in the distance.

While talking, Tang Hao and the Lan Yin Emperor A Yin beside him were about to get up to chase him.

At this moment, Jiraiya suddenly waved his hand and smiled and said, "I'll leave it to you here. The next thing is dominated by Qinglong."

Then, he turned around and looked at Dongfang, who was no longer able to see the trace, curled his lips slightly, and said, "As for him, let me leave it!"

"Yes, leader!" Everyone replied in unison, and no one had any objections.

In Douluo Continent, hundreds of miles east of Wuhun City is the boundless sea.

At this moment, Qiandaoliu, who was in a mess, was looking back from time to time, and said in his heart with lingering fear: "What is Jiraiya's origin? What a terrifying combat power. Has he reached that step?"

While thinking, he shook his head, feeling it was unlikely.

It is not that simple to become a god at level 100, and before that, he did not notice any strong soul power fluctuations on the continent.

You should know that the movement of becoming a god at a level a hundred is quite large, no matter where he is in the continent, he can feel it with his strength.

"Is the leader of the Akatsuki organization? It seems that the future of the Wuhun Hall is worrying!" Qiandaoliu sighed, and his whole body became ready to head towards the sea.

Unfortunately, at this moment, a white light suddenly flashed through his eyes, and then a figure appeared in front of him.

I saw the other party walking towards Qiandaoliu step by step, smiling at the corner of his mouth, and chuckled: "Old guy, where are you going?"

"Swish!"

Qiandaoliu stopped quickly, looked at the man in front of him in panic, and shouted in panic: "Impossible, how could you be in front of me so quickly?"

It has been an hour since his escape, and during this period, he did not stop at all. At the speed of the road, the other party caught up with him?

"Everything is possible, as the peerless Douluo, you should have understood this truth long ago. Why do you still speak such childish words?" Jiraiya chuckled, looking at Qiandaoliu, who was very nervous and had entered a state of combat.

"Swish!"

Qiandaoliu took out his long sword, and the tip of the sword was facing forward. The soul power on his body kept stimulating. It was an excellent match for the soul ring and shone with dazzling light. If it were other soul masters, looking at the extremely brilliant 100,000-year soul ring, his legs would probably be so scared that they were weak.

However, for Jiraiya, he seemed to have not seen it. He smiled and said, "It's a very good attitude, but do you really think that in front of me, your strength is useful?"

"Hmph, boy, it's useless, I will let you know!"

"Oh? Is that true? It seems that you have other means, it's very good, very good, so use it? Let me see what your final promise is."

Jiraiya stopped his body, which was about to move, and looked ahead with great anticipation.

Opposite, the 100,000-year soul ring on Qiandaoliu's body suddenly shone, emitting dazzling light, and his soul power also rose to an extremely powerful level.

"call out!"

I saw a red light flying towards Jiraiya, and the speed directly exceeded the speed of sound.

Seeing this, Jiraiya's hand was quickly covered with black armed aura, preparing for a big battle.

However, when he said it was a long time, just as Qiandao River flew towards Jiraiya at an extremely fast speed, and at the moment when he was approaching, his toes were pressing harder, and his figure suddenly skipped to the side, just like a swallow flying over the water, and suddenly rushed to the distance.

"Forehead."

Jiraiya was stunned. He stared at Qiandaoliu, who was escaping from a very fast speed. Such a peerless powerful man actually fled without fighting!

Finally, after about ten seconds, he couldn't help but shake his head and chuckled: "It seems that this old guy has been scared."

After saying that, his smile became cold and he said to himself: "But even if you are a master of great skills and can make a big fuss in the sky, you can't escape from my Wuzhi Mountain."

In an instant, a space fluctuation appeared, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the air.
Chapter completed!