Chapter 452 Welcome to Hell, Your Holiness the Pope. [Please subscribe! Please vote! ]

"But...where are you doing this for me? Is this still in China?"

In order to quickly reach a state of martial soul resonance with Bibi Dong, Chen Hong directly activated his own martial soul ability after the two martial soul marks were fused together. From a higher soul dimension, Chen Hong used Bibi Dong's martial soul mark as the basis. The coordinates went directly downwards. In an instant, the power of the two people's souls appeared at the same coordinates. Under each other's influence, a chance for soul resonance soon appeared.

This kind of dimensionality-reducing strike from a higher level of power is much more efficient than the impact of flesh bombs!

The moment the two souls resonated, Chen Hong's consciousness instinctively entered Bibi Dong's soul consciousness. Theoretically, at the moment of soul resonance, both parties can pry into the deepest secrets hidden in the other's heart. But Chen Hong is different. He is a robber who kicks other people's hearts open. His soul quality is comparable to that of a divine soul. He has always been... It is he who perceives the secrets of other people's hearts, but others cannot perceive him at all.

At the moment when his soul resonated, Chen Hong's consciousness appeared in a small dark room.

"Something's wrong. If someone else accidentally entered the depths of my soul memory, then I can lock these little thieves who accidentally broke in into a small dark room, but how could anyone with a soul state inferior to mine take the initiative to lock them up?" Where is my little dark room?”

Chen Hong is very familiar with the matter of closing the small black room, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is very skillful. Because this bastard, he has closed the small black room of Ye Lingling. After all, if he had not closed it, Ye Lingling would know Chen through the soul resonance state. Hong has many secrets that he is still unwilling to reveal. Fortunately, Ye Lingling didn't show much concern about Chen Hong's "good sense of confidentiality" if she didn't quietly study how to reverse the soul technology of Chen Hong's black room. Chen Hong knew everything, but he didn't dare to do anything. Don't dare to ask

"Chen has been wandering around for half his life, but he didn't expect that he would be locked up in a small dark room one day. Hey, I didn't expect that the Pope is also a secretive person. Mr. Pope, your family members come out quickly. Chen has given up and won't play anymore. No more playing, come out quickly, or I’ll leave!”

In a dark room that was extremely dark, without a trace of light, and even giving the impression of being in an abyss, Chen Hong reached out and touched everywhere, and unexpectedly found that the small dark room here had a sense of reality that he was actually there! A small dark room of this level cannot be simulated simply! No matter what, you have to have Chen Hong's level of soul power to be able to do it!

"His Majesty the Pope, you are so secretive. This little dark room of your soul is condensed, giving people the feeling that it really existed. If Chen hadn't been able to do this, I would have almost thought that he was still there. It’s in your soul’s memory!”

In this small dark room, the real thing is not like the one in the show. It is really dark. Chen Hong's consciousness cannot use much power. He can only take a look as a passerby. Now that he has discovered that the Pope does not welcome him, Then he is not prepared to stay any longer.

But what made Chen Hong feel a little confused was that Bibi Dong had locked up his soul in the dark room. He had obviously won, so why didn't he show up?

"The Pope? The Pope? The Pope?? Am I really leaving?" In the pitch-black space, Chen Hong called the Pope's name three times, but received no response.

But in Bibi Dong's dark soul realm, in the deepest darkness, there was already a pair of more than twenty eyes staring at the yelling Chen Hong. It's a pity that Chen Hong didn't notice it, because this was not his field. He was an outsider. In his perception, there were eyes staring at him everywhere. To round things off, to balance it out, it meant that there were no eyes watching him.

The person watching in the darkness stared at Chen Hong with cold eyes, but did not respond to the other party's call because the other party did not call her.

"Damn it. What the hell is this woman doing, Mr. Pope? She locks me in a small dark room and doesn't come out to talk. What kind of Riddler is she? You can go play in the mud by yourself. I'm leaving!" He shouted, breaking his throat. Even though Chen Hong had a good temper, he was a little impatient even without calling out Bibi Dong, so he cursed and finished his sentence before preparing to directly enter the Black Lotus Soul Eye state and get out of the soul resonance state with the bastard Bibi Dong!

What the hell is this fusion of martial arts? Just play with your left and right hands! I don’t want to serve you anymore! snort!

Chen Hong, feeling depressed deep in his heart, immediately decided to leave, but the next moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked somewhere in the darkness.

creak

A door was pushed open, making a harsh and unpleasant groan, and at the same time, a ray of light shone in from the outside.

In that direction, a door was opened, and hot and cold light shone in from outside, dispersing some of the darkness in the small dark room.

At this time, Chen Hong discovered that the small dark room he was in was full of smashed furniture, torn quilts, and scattered cosmetics. It seemed that this was a boudoir where a woman had lived? ? ?

At the same time, with the help of the cold light shining in from outside the door, Chen Hong also saw a tall and upright figure standing outside the door.

Secret Chamber Douluo Qian Xunji frowned. He looked at the man who suddenly appeared in his secret chamber and couldn't help but said coldly: "Is it you, looking for me?"

For some reason, Qian Xunji's voice sounded extremely cold to Chen Hong's ears, like the whisper of the most evil evil god in the world, full of a sense of absurd depravity.

"The Pope of Wuhun Palace?" Chen Hong turned to look at Qian Xunji who was guarding the door, his brows furrowed.

Which show is this being played in? ?

Qian Xun, the gorgeously dressed Secret Chamber Douluo, took a step forward. The angel's light power swept towards the dark secret chamber. For some reason, in Chen Hong's perception, that kind of light seemed to be a shadow of gloomy and depraved darkness. !

No! Chen Hong instantly realized that it was not the power of the angel that was the shadow of darkness, but that as a guest, his 'cognition' was all subjectively affected by the real owner here!

What he sees is what the master sees!

"That sick good-for-nothing from Wuhun Hall, who was left paralyzed by Haotian Douluo's hammer. Qian Xunji?" Chen Hong watched Qian Xunji gradually walk in, and the light also illuminated as he entered. The whole secret room.

At this time, Chen Hong suddenly turned around. He finally saw in the innermost corner of the secret room, two scary-looking giant spiders that were constantly roaring threateningly at Qian Xunji. Behind the spiders, he vaguely saw someone. A trembling figure was hiding behind.

In an instant, Chen Hong understood the whole process of the matter.

Snap!

Angry Qian Xunji closed the iron door, and then saw Chen Hong suddenly grinned and said his line:

"Welcome to Hell, Your Majesty the Pope."