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Chapter 93 Is there still Wang Fa?

The entire team circled around the streets of the town and finally came outside several connected halls located in the center of the town.

From the perspective of architectural style, it is full of the style of Western churches in the past.

At the main entrance of the hall, there were eight Soul Sect-level strong men wearing heavy armor and guards holding spears were talking lazily.

Ling Yun guessed that this place should be a sub-sanctuary located in this town.

Although this town is outside the Stardou Forest, it is also located at the junction of the Tiandou Empire and the StarRuo Empire.

However, its unique geographical location makes it less than a population of less than 300 like the Holy Soul Village where Tang San grew up.

Therefore, setting up a sub-sank here can be conveniently managed, and in order to guard this place, so as not to impact the soul beasts outside the Star Dou Great Forest.

After the entire team arrived at the door of Zidian, the eight guards at the main entrance were about to stop them.

But they saw the entire team, except Qiandaoliu, Ergong, Gui, Ju and others.

The rest were wearing robes specially made in the Martial Spirit Hall, and the eight people subconsciously straightened their bodies.

Although they were the gatekeepers of Zidian, they also knew that the standard robes on this team members were the styles that were only owned by the headquarters of the Wuhun Hall.

What a joke?

In the morning, two adults from the General Hall of the Wuhun Hall arrived.

Now dozens of people have come at once.

It can be said that any existence here has a noble status and is more powerful than the Lord of their children.

This is like a remote small county with a high sky and a distant sky, and it has always been the largest county magistrate.

But suddenly, a group of people came from the palace.

Any of these people has the right to determine the life and death of the county magistrate.

Not to mention that these were just poor people who were guards, the eight people stood up straight.

Qian Daoliu glanced at them slightly and asked in a high tone.

"Did two women come here in the morning? Where are they now?"

The eight people looked at each other and saw the meaning in their eyes. As expected, they were all adults from the headquarters of the Wuhun Hall.

One of them came forward, saluted respectfully at Qian Daoliu, and responded.

"Report to the Lord, two women did come to the hall in the morning.

The Lord of the Palace has arranged them to rest in the back hall. If you want to find them, I can take you there..."

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly and ordered coldly.

"lead the way……"

He turned around and looked at the Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"Two worshipers, you go to the back hall with me, and the rest of you will rest in the front hall."

The Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded slightly and followed Qian Daoliu's footsteps.

Two worships...

When the eight guards heard this title, their pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

This title is not something that cats and dogs can afford to worship in the Spirit Hall.

It must be the headquarters of the Wuhun Hall, and the strong people in the worship hall are worthy of it.

Who are the people in the worship hall? Just kidding! They are all at the level of titled Douluo.

The eight guards did not expect that this old man who looked ordinary was actually a worshiper of the second soul hall.

In other words, this old man is a titled Douluo strongman! He can be called the most powerful existence in the entire Douluo Continent.

And the old man looked so respectful to the middle-aged man in front of him who was dressed in plain clothes.

Could this middle-aged man in plain clothes have a higher position in headquarters than him?

Who else can be more noble than the second offering?

The guard gates of the Eight-Leader Hall are not fools, and they have understood the identities of these powerful people in front of them.

At this moment, they unconsciously bent their waists into a lobster-like state, and their calves were still trembling.

Unexpectedly, it was the first time I encountered a strong man of the title Douluo level.

It is actually the most noble envoy and second envoy in the entire Wuhun Hall!

Their heads were buzzing at this time, and they felt that they were so lucky.

In his lifetime, he was able to meet two elders of the temple, especially one of whom was the former Pope!

The doorman in charge of leading the way walked in front with a flattering smile on his face.

It gives Ling Yun the feeling that he is like a traitor in the 1930s and 1940s in his previous life, and there is no more vivid metaphor than that.

Under the gatekeeper, they walked all the way from the front hall through the lobby.

As soon as I arrived at the corridor, I met a middle-aged man who looked in his forties.

The middle-aged man saw his subordinates breaking into the hall with two strangers without permission.

An unhappy expression appeared on his majestic face and scolded the guard.

"Who allowed you to bring people into the hall at will? Don't you know that there are distinguished guests coming today?

If you disturb your two distinguished guests, even if you kill you, it will not be enough to compensate you!"

Ling Yun, who was on the shoulder of the Golden Crocodile Douluo, looked at his appearance as if he was the best in the world, and guessed that this guy should be the master of this Zi Palace.

But as the master of a sub-sanctuary, he is so eye-catching.

Even if Qian Daoliu and Jin Crocodile Douluo did not wear the standard robes of the Spirit Hall, they should be able to see their extraordinaryness.

The palace master couldn't tell it. It seemed that this guy in Zidian usually developed the habit of looking at people with his nostrils.

Ling Yun felt that if he was Qian Daoliu, this guy's position as the palace master would have been over.

The guard quickly said respectfully to the middle-aged man.

"District Master, these two are from..."

"I care where they come from, and drive them out quickly so as not to disturb my distinguished guests.

If you say something more, you can get out of the palace for me."

The Lord of Zidian looked impatient and issued an order to expel guests directly, and was about to leave on the spot.

The Golden Crocodile Douluo rushed to the front of the Lord of the Palace in three steps, raised his hand and slapped him in the face with great force.

With this slap, the Lord of the Zi Palace only felt his head buzzing, and a tooth was hit from his mouth.

As a master of the Soul Hall, he was beaten in his own separate hall.

When he recovered from his confusion, he was furious and pointed at Qian Daoliu and the Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"Rareless, rude! He was actually making trouble in the territory of the Spirit Hall. You guys look for it..."

Before he finished speaking, the Golden Crocodile Douluo once again fired his bow left and right, making the middle-aged man's cheeks turn red.

Several teeth were knocked down from his mouth again.

Ling Yun also secretly gave a thumbs up about the ruthlessness of the Golden Crocodile Douluo.

This old guy is really ruthless and doesn't talk much.

The Lord of the Nazi Palace was beaten so hard that he could not find Bei. He looked at the murderer Douluo with disbelief and said no.

"Is there any king's law? Is there any law? You're finished, you're finished completely! Come on! Come on.

I will arrest these two old things for me. I will use these two old things to establish my authority in the city!!!”
Chapter completed!
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