At this moment, what no one noticed was that Ma Hongjun was sitting in the corner of the conference room, staring at Jiang Zhu with his small eyes, drooling all over the floor.

Jiangzhu is nineteen years old this year, and her body has developed perfectly. Her crimson hair is very distinctive. She is not like Xiao Wu, a little loli who only lives in airports. The parts of her body that should be round are definitely not flat. She looks like Ma Hongjun.

My heart was itching.

Jiangzhu naturally noticed that Ma Hongjun was looking at her, but what she didn't know was that this little brother who looked chubby and cute was filled with dirty things in his mind.

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This is Tiandou Royal Academy.

An extremely powerful aura swept out from inside, instantly spreading throughout the Douluo Continent, and was felt wherever there was a deity's inheritance.

Wuhun City, Angel Temple.

A huge seraph statue was trembling non-stop at this time, emitting strong golden light that directly illuminated the entire Wuhun City.

Under the statue, Qian Daoliu looked solemnly at the trembling angel statue in front of him and murmured to himself: "What's going on? Is there a new god appearing on the mainland? Could it be that old guy Tang Chen

Has the inheritance of the divine position been successful?"

Qiandaoliu believes that only when new gods appear will the Seraphim icon make such a big move.

Thousands of miles away, Poseidon Island.

Looking at the slightly trembling Poseidon Trident in front of her, a look of surprise appeared on Bo Saixi's beautiful face, because she thought that the only thing that could make the Poseidon Trident react like this was the power of the gods.

"Tang Chen, you once promised me that you would never return until you became a god. Now, I think you should have returned." Bo Saixi looked at the continent across the ocean affectionately and couldn't help but murmur to herself.

The city of killing.

The killing king Tang Chen, who was parasitized by the bloody nine-headed bat king, looked at the slightly trembling bloody Shura Demonic Sword on the altar with a horrified face.

The murderous aura he was so proud of was gone at this moment, as if it had encountered a natural enemy. It seemed to have no other choice but to surrender to him.

"What kind of power is this? My head hurts... it hurts so much." The King of Slaughter covered his scarlet head and wailed ferociously. He seemed to have remembered something.

Wuhun City, Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong, who was talking to Hu Liena, seemed to sense something at this moment. A black sickle mark appeared out of thin air on her forehead, and the Rakshasa power in her body that could not be mobilized suddenly became chaotic.

"What kind of power is this? It can actually touch the Rakshasa power in my body." Touching her trembling heart, Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Could it be that old guy Qiandaoliu succeeded? No, no, he, a divine servant, can never break through level 100." Bibi Dong murmured to himself.

Little did they know, the source of this power turned out to be a teenage boy from the Tiandou Royal Academy.
Chapter completed!