"Who!"

Ling Mo and Hu Liena appeared above the Wuhun City, immediately attracting the attention of countless people.

After seeing Ling Mo's appearance clearly, everyone was panicked.

"It's Ling Mo, the leader of the Ghost Sect!"

"Hurry, go and report to the Pope, the leader of the Ghost Sect, Ling Mo, has arrived in Wuhun City..."

The moment Ling Mo appeared, the Wuhun City was in chaos. Bibidong, who had just received the letter, had not had time to consider the meaning of the invitation, but Ling Mo had already come to the door.

"Report to His Majesty the Pope, Ling Mo, the leader of the Ghost Sect, appeared in the city and was coming to the Pope's Hall..."

"What!!!"

The faces of the ghost ghosts changed drastically next month. They were discussing what this invitation letter from the Ghost Sect meant, and Ling Mo came to the door in a blink of an eye.

"Lingmo!!!"

When Bibidong heard this name again, she was obviously a little surprised. She couldn't figure out what Ling Mo came to him to come...

"That's right, it's Ling Mo, the leader of the Ghost Sect, and the Saint and the Saint are also coming back with him..."

"Um?"

Upon hearing this, Bibidong's face turned cold, thinking that Hu Liena had betrayed her, and a powerful murderous intent emerged from her heart.

But it was suppressed soon because she knew that something big would definitely happen when Ling Mo came this time...

"Let's go! Come with me and meet this famous Ghost Sect Master..."

Bibidong stood up from the throne with his eyebrows frowned, and he was surprisingly beautiful.

This cool and gorgeous style is beautiful, and it is particularly attractive.

It is hard to imagine that a woman of her age can still maintain such good care...

Her skin is very tender, like a big girl who looks like a flower, but despite her beautiful beauty, not many people dare to appreciate it.

The main thing is to be afraid of death! This is a thorny rose, the kind that can be killed at any time.

When he came to Wuhun City again, Ling Mo felt extremely emotional. The last time he came, it seemed that it had only been a few months, but it had actually been more than three years.

Current affairs have changed, and the past has disappeared, and Ling Mo has not missed too much.

As soon as I walked to the stairs of the Pope's Hall, I saw Bibidong appearing on the platform above with seven titled Douluo.

"Good guy! Are you so enthusiastic? Welcome me with seven titled Douluo?"

Ling Mo laughed and took Hu Liena forward regardless of the situation.

Finally, after getting on the platform, Hu Liena was angry with her because she was afraid that Bibidong would take her anger and quickly went to explain to Bibidong.

After learning about everything, Bibidong's face finally relieved a little.

She did not object to Hu Liena and Lingmo's affairs, because she had had such experiences before. She did not want Hu Liena to experience the same deeds as herself, so she did not express anything.

"Tsk tsk, what a big show! Are you here to welcome me?"

Ling Mo came to the platform above the Pope's Hall alone, looked at it coldly, and found that the seven titled Douluo looked very familiar.

It seems that it was the last time that group of people.

If Ling Mo had seen this show before, he would have left the show, but now it is different.

Only these seven miscellaneous hairs can be destroyed by Ling Mo's finger...

"Sect Master Ling arrives without invitation, what's the point of doing?"

Bibidong's cold voice came, with deep doubts and worries.

Ling Mo actually dared to be alone, he must have something to rely on, otherwise he would not dare to take risks alone.

Especially in the last disaster, they had witnessed Ling Mo's strength with their own eyes. This level of terrifying existence was not something they could afford.

In just three years, I saw Ling Mo again, and Bibidong found that she was getting more and more unable to understand Ling Mo.

Not only did his appearance undergo some subtle changes, but his breath has undergone tremendous changes.

The whole body exuded a sense of dust, which was completely out of reach of heaven and earth.

"It's not worth it! But there are indeed a few things that I want to discuss with the respected Pope..."

Ling Mo smiled and said, "I have to say that the hospitality method of this Wuhun Hall is really not very good."

He was a well-known person after all. It was so rude that the Wuhun Hall actually entertained him in the square.

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Bibidong was not in the mood to chat with Ling Mo, she just wanted to know the purpose of Ling Mo's trip.

Besides, when did Lingmo be considered a guest of the Wuhun Hall? He extorted the Wuhun Hall twice. It would be fine if he didn't settle the score with him, but he was still entertained, thinking beautifully...

"Simple! The first thing is, half a month later, the North God Temple Eight Directions Council and the Spirit Hall must attend.

And, this time... I hope Your Excellency the Pope will not be absent, and you will be responsible for the consequences..."

"The consequences? What a big sigh, can you still want to destroy our Martial Spirit Hall?"

Bibidong had not spoken yet, and Yueguan beside him shouted angrily.

"Um?"

Ling Mo looked coldly, and instantly a sword energy shot out. He was knocked out directly at Yueguan, and hit the stone pillar hard.

"What a terrifying sword energy! Is it just a sword?"

That sword contains the righteous energy of heaven and earth, and its momentum is like a rainbow.

Bibidong also felt a little danger. If the sword was just now coming to her, she would definitely not be able to last for one round.

Has this guy grown to this point in just three years?

It's really terrible! If he wasn't full of wings, Bibidong would definitely kill him, but unfortunately... she no longer has this opportunity.

It can only be said that Ling Mo's progress was so fast that they had not had time to make a decision, Ling Mo had already exceeded their control.

"I hope that when I speak, there will be no irrelevant people interrupting. This is a warning.

Grinning in front of me, you are not qualified yet.

Give you face, I can call you Ju Douluo. If you don’t give you face, you are just an ant in front of me.

Don’t doubt whether I have destroyed the power of the Spirit Hall. As long as I am willing, I only need a sword. The inheritance of the Spirit Hall over the past few hundred years will be instantly destroyed..."

Ling Mo said coldly, he was already very polite.

Since he came to Wuhun City, he has given the other party enough respect, but he did not expect... they dared to be so rude.

Just like the last time, the heads of the two major forces always had some people who were ignorant of their lives and wanted to get involved in the death.

"What is the second thing?"

Faced with Ling Mo's strength, Bibi Dong had no ability to resist and could only passively bear it.

She didn't care about the life or death of Yueguan...

"The second thing! I want to see the great worship of your Spirit Hall, Thousand Daoliu..."

"What?"

"He actually knew the great worship..."

For a moment, the audience became quiet, and everyone looked at Ling Mo in surprise.

I was very curious, how did Ling Mo know that there was a big worshiper in their Martial Spirit Hall?

You know, for their plans over the years, no one knows about Qiandaoliu, the matter that has been hiding its strength for thousands of times.

"You want to see my great worship of the Spirit Hall?"

Bibi Dong looked at her disbelief and she really wanted to know how Ling Mo knew about the existence of Qiandaoliu?
Chapter completed!