Chapter 200: Qian Daoliu Appears to Block the Soul Hunt(2/2)
He froze into an iceman.
With a bang, a surging force penetrated through the ice, and the ice man in front of him instantly turned into powder.
Seeing this scene in front of them, the rest of the people in Wuhun Hall were sweating on their foreheads, and they did not dare to say another word.
"I will personally handle the matter of evil soul masters, and I will never postpone the soul hunting operation. I will completely solve the problem of evil soul masters on the mainland within three months. Three months later, the soul hunting operation will
It will be held as usual." Bibi Dong took a breath and stared at Qian Daoliu and said.
Hearing Bibi Dong's words, the entire Pope's Palace became eerily quiet. Everyone was afraid that something would happen between the Pope and the Grand Priest of Wuhun Palace.
"Well, then according to what you said, as long as the evil soul master's matter can be properly resolved, I have no objection." Qian Daoliu's face was a little ugly. Under the gaze of everyone, he disappeared in the air of the Pope's Palace.
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Qibao Glazed Sect.
Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo, the three leaders of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, are gathering together to celebrate Ning Rongrong's birthday.
Ning Rongrong is now sixteen years old, and her soul power has reached level 48. She should be able to become a soul king in a short time.
As an auxiliary soul master, it is already very rare for his soul power to reach around level 50 when he is around sixteen years old. At least the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect has never seen such a young auxiliary soul master.
"Rongrong, you are really my father's proudest daughter. When you reach level 50, I will ask your Grandpa Jian to take you to get the soul ring." Ning Fengzhi stroked Ning Rongrong's head and said happily.
Ning Rongrong muttered, pouting her lips and murmuring: "Dad actually doesn't love Rongrong at all. You didn't prepare a gift for me today on Rongrong's birthday. Hum, Rongrong is angry and doesn't want to talk to you anymore.
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Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi smiled and clapped his hands gently. A disciple of the Qibao Glazed Sect in blue attire walked in, holding an exquisite gift box.
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