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"The people from Spirit Hall arrived really quickly."
Kong Deming took light steps, and the Silver Moon Divine Light Shield turned into an invisible barrier and carried Ye Ling into the air.
High in the sky, a woman stood in the air.
She was wearing a white robe with light blue phoenix patterns embroidered on the sleeves.
Her long black hair was loosely tied up with a jade hairpin, with a few strands of hair hanging down on her cheeks. Her skin was as crystal clear as jade and as white as snow.
Especially, there is a pair of green wings behind it, and when it flaps, there is a faint sound of wind and thunder.
"Which master of the Spirit Hall is this?"
Ye Ling looked at the woman in front of him and bowed.
"The title is Qingluan."
The woman's voice was cold and there was no expression on her delicate face.
"Ye Ling greets Her Majesty Qing Luan."
I have to say that Titled Douluo really has the secret to maintaining her youth.
Qingluan Douluo is at least nearly a hundred years old, but the woman in front of him looks to be in her thirties at most.
Ye Ling had never seen Bibi Dong, nor had he seen Qian Renxue in women's clothing.
The Qingluan Douluo before him was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in the Spirit Hall.
"Master Ye, I came to see you mainly for two things."
There was no emotion on Qingluan Douluo's face or in her voice.
"First, our Spirit Hall has received your message, saying that our Spirit Hall bishop is colluding with the Fallen."
"Before I went to look for you, I went to the branch of the Spirit Hall in Tianshui City, but the branch bishop Wei Shuoqiu had been captured by you."
"I hope you can hand him over to me. I need to know the details."
Ye Ling nodded immediately after hearing this.
"It's natural."
As he spoke, Ye Ling winked at Kong Deming.
Kong Deming nodded slightly, stretched out his hand and pushed Wei Shuoqiu, who was trapped in the silver moon divine light shield, into Qingluan's hand.
Wei Shuoqiu had been imprisoned in the Silver Moon Divine Light Shield by Kong Deming these days, unable to live or die.
Even my spirit is about to collapse.
Now that he was handed over to Qingluan Douluo, a look of relief appeared on his face.
"Thank you, Master Ye."
Qingluan Douluo didn't make any movement, and Wei Shuoqiu was fixed in mid-air beside Qingluan Douluo.
"Although we have some minor conflicts between the Butian Pavilion and your Wuhun Hall."
"But when it comes to dealing with the Fallen, we should be considered to be on the same side."
Ye Ling said solemnly.
"Besides, this is an internal matter of your Spirit Hall, and Wei Shuoqiu is also a member of your Spirit Hall."
"Of course I can't take over your job."
Although there are good and bad people in the Spirit Hall, their contributions in protecting the continent over the years cannot be denied.
If there were no organization like the Spirit Hall, I'm afraid the two empires would have fought each other to death.
Moreover, in times of war, it is easiest for all kinds of evil soul masters to emerge.
"It is a blessing for our two great forces that Master Ye can say this."
For the first time, Qingluan Douluo showed a slightly moved expression on her face.
But she immediately changed the subject.
"Some time ago, the second worshiper of my Spirit Hall asked the Silver Moon Douluo next to you for advice. He lost a soul bone in his right arm."
"Please return it, Young Master Ye."
Ye Ling raised his eyebrows slightly.
"What if I don't return it?"
High in the sky, the originally harmonious atmosphere suddenly became solemn at this moment.
Kong Deming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a step forward to stand in front of Ye Ling.
The blue soul power and the silver soul power continued to collide in the air.
Judging from the soul power confrontation, the soul power levels of the two should not be much different.
After a moment, Kong Deming and Qingluan Douluo were both shocked.
"Silver Moon Douluo is indeed worthy of his reputation."
A hint of fighting spirit flashed in Qingluan's eyes.
"I didn't expect that with a level of 96, he could actually compete with me, a level 97 Titled Douluo, in spirit power without losing."
"Even your noble palace's Level 98 Title Douluo lost an arm at my hands. Qingluan Douluo wouldn't want this to happen, right?"
Kong Deming laughed and refused to give in.
"Indeed, you can defeat the Second Priest. I am no match for you."
To the surprise of Ye Ling and Kong Deming, Qingluan nodded and acknowledged Kong Deming's provocation so generously.
"However, this soul bone of our Second Worshiper is of great importance. Our Spirit Hall will pay a price that will satisfy Young Master Ye."
Now it was Ye Ling's turn to be interested.
"What price can His Majesty Qingluan offer?"
"Three soul bones that are over 50,000 years old, and you can choose any part of them."
Even though Ye Ling had seen the world, he was still slightly moved by the aura of the Spirit Hall.
An ordinary ten thousand year soul bone is a treasure of the blood river that can cause bloody storm.
Soul bones that are more than 50,000 years old are extremely rare treasures even for Titled Douluo.
Not only can the Spirit Hall take out three fifty thousand year old soul bones, but you can even choose any part.
Such a wealth and powerful background is indeed not comparable to that of the Butian Pavilion.
It's not just the Butian Pavilion, even other forces may not be able to produce three fifty thousand year old soul bones.
"Your Majesty Qingluan is indeed sincere."
Under Qingluan Douluo's expectant gaze, Ye Ling shook his head slightly.
"But we in the Butian Pavilion are not short of soul bones, so I can't promise you."
A hint of disappointment flashed across Qingluan's face, but she still asked.
"Then how can Young Master Ye return the soul bones that my Second Hall has dedicated to us?"
"It's actually very simple."
Ye Ling suddenly sighed.
"I do want something, but it doesn't belong to the Spirit Hall."
"Oh, what a pity."
Qingluan Douluo certainly knew that Ye Ling was just playing hard to get.
But with Qian Daoliu's order in front of her, she had no choice but to continue asking.
"May I ask what it is?"
"If this thing can be exchanged for the soul bone of the second offering of our hall, our Wuhun Hall will definitely find a way to get it."
There is no way. A Titled Douluo at level 98 is like Optimus Prime to any force.
Ordinary things can never be compared with a Titled Douluo at level ninety-eight.
What's more, Golden Crocodile Douluo has a very high status in the Spirit Hall.
"Vast sea universe cover!"
Ye Ling's eyes were like lightning, staring at Qingluan and speaking word by word.
Qingluan was stunned for a moment.
She is not a novice soul master, so of course she knows some secrets of the soul master world and the two empires.
He also knew that the Vast Sea Universe Cover was a treasure of the royal family of the Tiandou Empire.
Although neither the Spirit Hall nor the royal family of the Heaven Dou Empire knew the specific effects of this thing.
But according to rumors, the value of this item is not even less than a hundred thousand year soul bone.
Even if the Spirit Hall wanted to get something like this, it would be extremely difficult.
"Your Majesty Qingluan, given my status and position, I have long looked down upon vulgar things."
"Even a hundred thousand year soul bone is common in my eyes."
"So if you want to get back the soul bone of Golden Crocodile Douluo, you can exchange it for the Vast Sea Universe Cover of the Tiandou Royal Family."
Ye Ling's decisive voice echoed in Qingluan's ears, leaving no room for bargaining.