The four Soul Saint guards had no idea what was going on.
They were all at a loss for a moment, and could only watch Qian Xunji roll his eyes in pain, and his tongue seemed to be continuously pulled out of his mouth by something.
Occasionally, he would pinch his own neck, pinching himself until he couldn't breathe and never let go.
From time to time, he would curl up and shout that it was so cold, but the next second he could not wait to tear off his clothes, muttering that it was so hot.
Countless people on the street witnessed this strange scene with their own eyes and shuddered.
The former pope, who was dignified, has now become so crazy, which can only be described as sad.
In order to avoid causing more noise and to maintain the dignity of the temple.
The four guards hurriedly carried Qianxunji, who was looking crazy, towards the direction of Wuhun Palace.
Wang Jingyu came all the way to the gate of Wuhun Hall.
The guards saw that his face was unfamiliar and stopped him directly, preventing him from entering further.
Wang Jingyu smiled lightly at the guard and said, "Please go in and help me inform your Pope that an old friend is visiting."
"Old friend? Are you an old friend of the Pope?"
The guard captain looked Wang Jingyu up and down and saw that he looked young and had a restrained aura, not like a strong man at all.
He waved his hand impatiently: "Where did you come from, a wild boy, and you don't want to take a piss to see what kind of virtue you have.
You dare to say that you are an old friend of the Pope, get out of here, get out of here, believe it or not, I will throw you on the street."
After speaking, the guard captain pulled out a knife from his waist, looking menacing.
Wang Jingyu looked at the steel knife dangling in front of him with a strange expression, grinned, and lightly flicked the steel knife with his finger.
The steel knife actually broke at the sound, and the guard captain was so shocked that his mouth bleeded, and he took six or seven steps back.
Just kidding, Wang Jingyu is now a humanoid ferocious beast, and the guard captain actually shouted in front of him with a steel knife.
Isn't this a sign of death by lighting a lantern in the toilet?
The guard captain looked at the broken steel knife in his hand, and his eyes immediately went straight. What kind of freak is this guy?
It is true that it is not difficult for a Contra or Titled Douluo to break a steel knife.
But a freak like this just flicked the steel knife, and the knife broke, and he was shocked to the point of bleeding. This is not what a Contra can do, and at least it has to be a Titled Douluo to start with.
"How about it? Can you report it to me now? Or do you want me to call in?"
Wang Jingyu had a joking smile on his lips, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.
At this time, Qianxunji's guards carried Qianxunji back to the gate of Wuhun Hall.
When the guards saw the former pope being carried back, they quickly made way for the guards to carry him through the gate.
Wang Jingyu looked at the crazy Qian Xunji and grinned.
It seems that the full-body spa that I specially customized for Qian Xunji just made him feel so happy, that's why he is so crazy.
I will give him more full-body spa treatments some other day. Maybe this guy will thank me a lot in the future.
After Qian Xunji was carried into the Wuhun Hall, he quickly disappeared into the corridor.
Wang Jingyu withdrew his gaze and looked at the guard captain provocatively.
"Do you want to go in obediently and report to your Pope, or do you want me to force my way in?"
The guard captain thought carefully and placed the broken knife between Wang Jingyu and himself.
"I'm sorry, I have a duty, please forgive me for not obeying my order! If you want to force your way in, I can only call more people!"
Wang Jingyu was speechless this time. The King of Hell is so easy to mess with, and the kid is so difficult to deal with.
Forget it, I'm still waiting for him to report, I don't want to go to all that trouble.
Wang Jingyu's eyes instantly turned into Sharingan, cast a group illusion on all the guards present, and then walked safely into the Spirit Hall.
The guards' eyes became blurred after being pulled into the illusion. They didn't react until Wang Jingyu disappeared from their sight.
"Hey, where did that kid go just now? Why did he disappear in the blink of an eye?"
The guard captain scratched his head in confusion and looked at his subordinates, but they all also showed confused expressions...
Wang Jingyu walked all the way towards the Pope's Palace in his memory, trying to avoid trouble along the way.
When he encounters guards, he will use the Eternal Kaleidoscope to pull them into the illusion.
Therefore, it can be said that the whole journey is smooth until we reach less than 50 meters outside the Pope's Palace.
When Wang Jingyu saw the ghost and Elder Juliang walking out of the Pope's Palace, the corners of his mouth turned up.
At this moment, Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo also saw him, but they did not recognize his identity. They were just curious about who this guy was. It seemed that they had never seen him before.
The moment Ju Douluo's eyes met Wang Jingyu's, Wang Jingyu also used the Eternal Kaleidoscope to release Tsukuyomi at him.
As early as nineteen years ago, Wang Jingyu wanted to use Yuedu to teach this old guy a lesson for letting him sell his secret.
However, Wang Jingyu did not fabricate eighteen levels of hell to torture him like he did to Qian Xunji.
Instead, they tied him to a cross and stabbed him into a hornet's nest with countless Chixiao swords.
This monthly reading only lasted 72 hours. Even if it was only 72 hours, Ju Douluo was so painful that he knelt on the ground in front of everyone.
Ghost Douluo couldn't help but be shocked, why is this guy Yue Guan so good?
Suddenly, like a pig being slaughtered, it howled in pain.
He tried to awaken Ju Douluo from the illusion, but Tsukuyomi couldn't break it so easily.
Ghost Douluo could only watch helplessly as his friend screamed repeatedly, his whole body was wet with sweat, as if he had been thrown into the lake and just picked up.
When Ju Douluo came out of the Tsukuyomi state, he felt that he was in a state of collapse and was so depressed that he didn't even have the strength to move.
He clearly felt that he had spent three days in that strange world, and that world was too real.
Whether it was the passage of time or the painful feeling of countless swords stabbing into his abdomen, it was really incomparable.
He couldn't imagine that what he experienced just now was actually an illusion!
But the strange looks in the familiar ghost elders and guards in front of him told him that it had only been a moment.
He raised his head and looked at the strange man in front of him. He was sure that he had never seen him before, but he felt as if he had seen him before.
When he was confused as to who the strange man in front of him was.
Wang Jingyu laughed coldly and looked down at him.
"Elder Ju, long time no see. How are you these days?"
Ju Douluo looked at Wang Jingyu's cold eyes and immediately thought of his identity. His pupils couldn't help but shrink, and there was already a trace of fear in his eyes.
He vaguely guessed that the real nightmares he had just experienced were probably caused by the man in front of him.