Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

"As expected of the spokesperson of the God of Angels, you actually know it."

Bibi Dong said slightly surprised, the purple-black Rakshasa Demon Scythe in her hand slowed down a little.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's soul power was shaken, and he pulled himself out of the wall. His eyes were still filled with shock, anger, and happiness for the rest of his life. From now on, he probably would never dare to rely on his own strength in front of Bibi Dong again. Too presumptuous.

Qian Daoliu's expression changed continuously. Bibi Dong had already broken through level 98 soul power, and now she has mastered the Rakshasa Demon Scythe. And don't forget, she is currently the only twin martial soul on the Douluo Continent, with far greater combat power. Far more than the average level 98 titled Douluo.

If the two really engage in a life-and-death fight, even he is probably no match for Bibi Dong. The final outcome is very likely that Qian Daoliu will die in the battle and Bibi Dong will be seriously injured, but the six titled Douluo ambushing outside will not give the seven major Offering an opportunity to encircle and suppress Bibi Dong together...

In one sentence, Bibi Dong, who inherited the Rakshasa God, broke away from the control of Douluo Palace and truly became the supreme Pope of Wuhun Palace!

"Bibi Dong, the Rakshasa God is in charge of the most evil, dark, filthy and dirty rules in the world. While inheriting his power, you will also be eroded by the Rakshasa's evil thoughts. As time goes by, your temperament will change drastically. Is it worth it to become dirty and ugly, to become unscrupulous, to become neither a human nor a ghost, to become the Holy Son for your disciple!"

Qian Daoliu shouted angrily that he was telling the truth. As the spokesperson of the God of Angels, his understanding of the God of Rakshasa was far beyond Bibi Dong's imagination.

"I have no way out, Qiandaoliu, you don't have to be sanctimonious there!"

An evil smile appeared on Bibi Dong's lips. She seemed to have changed a lot when she used the Rakshasa Magic Scythe. She just relied on her superior strength to be able to suppress the evil thoughts in her heart.

"Don't you know anything about what Qian Xunji did to me back then? Later, he forced me to give birth to Qian Renxue, and you were one of the accomplices! After becoming the Pope of Wuhun Palace, you old guys did it to me in secret and openly. How many obstacles have I caused! My life has long been ruined at the hands of your angel clan, and you still want Qian Renxue to inherit the Spirit Hall, what a joke!"

"The Wuhun Palace can only belong to me and Xiaobai!"

Bibi Dong's magic sickle waved, and a wave of purple-black evil soul power suddenly bombarded all the worshipers, making the weaker Qianjun, Jiangmo, and the seriously injured Golden Crocodile Douluo look a little ugly, and had to use soul power to inject their bodies into the body. A layer of defensive cover was placed around it, trying to resist the terrifying erosion of the power of Rakshasa.

"Bibi Dong, tell me, what do you want?"

Qian Daoliu asked coldly, he was the strongest, and the power of Rakshasa could not move forward one step further in front of his angel holy sword, but he understood that this was just Bibi Dong's temptation, and she did not use Rakshasa. The full power of the Demon Scythe.

"Accept Xiaobai to become the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace."

"can."

"Brother!" The six great ministers lost their voices and looked at Qian Daoliu, whose face was as gloomy as water, with extremely puzzled eyes.

"very good."

Ignoring the exclamations of the six major worshippers, Bibi Dong continued: "Starting today, you can retreat. In the days to come, Wuhun Palace will no longer need Douluo Palace."

After thinking for a moment, Qian Daoliu nodded and agreed: "No problem, but you must promise me not to interfere with Xue'er's plan. The Tiandou Empire will be completely left to her and She Long Xue."

"In the future, half of the profits of the Tiandou Empire's Wuhun Palace will belong to the Pope Palace." Bibi Dong said calmly.

Qian Daoliu frowned. Under his deliberate suppression, since Bibi Dong came to power, it would be good if the Pope's palace could share one-tenth of the interests of the two empires. In recent years, it has only gradually increased to one-fifth. , I didn’t expect Bibi Dong to open her mouth like a lion all of a sudden.

"Within 15 years."

Qian Daoliu's eyes flashed and he finally gave a number.

"can."

A smart person like Bibi Dong naturally knows that even though she has the upper hand at the moment, Qiandaoliu has not tried his best and still hides a lot of things. After being the spokesperson of the God of Angels for so many years, she does not believe that the other party does not have some use of the angelic power. method, but the price may be heavy, so she chose to give in, so she also agreed to Qian Daoliu's exchange conditions.

Seeing that the purpose of this trip had been achieved, Bibi Dong had no interest in staying in the Douluo Palace for even a second. She put away the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, the purple-black light in her eyes quickly faded, and opened the door to leave.

"Goodbye, worshippers."

One second before Bibi Dong stepped out of Douluo Hall, Qian Daoliu's deep voice suddenly sounded:

"Bibi Dong, you will definitely poison the world in the future!"

"Then..."

Bibi Dong still turned his back to the seven priests, and his indifferent voice didn't have the slightest ups and downs.

"how?"

"boom!"

The gate of Douluo Hall was closed heavily, and no one knew when it would open next time.

"Brother, do you really want her to control the Wuhun Palace so easily? She also has to give up the interests of the Tiandou Empire to the Pope Palace!"

Fifteen Ton Douluo asked unwillingly, he couldn't accept that the thing that controlled his whole life fell into the hands of someone who never cared about him.

"Yes, brother, with the strength of our brothers, we have no chance to fight her to death!"

The third priest's eyes shone with a sinister light, and his tone was harsh.

Looking at the murderous old brothers, Qian Daoliu sighed suddenly: "Once the Douluo Palace and the Pope Palace go to war, the Wuhun Palace will definitely fall apart. At least it can still stay together. 15 years is enough for Xue'er to steal the country. The battle is successful, and from then on, we have the power of a country as our backing, and it will not be too late to fight Bibi Dong decisively."

"Brother is right."

The six priests thought about it carefully, and after realizing that it was indeed the case, they agreed.

"By the way, should we secretly give her apprentice..."

Golden Crocodile Douluo suddenly made a suggestion. He couldn't swallow this breath and wanted to take some revenge.

Qian Daoliu snorted coldly and angrily said, "Who do you think Bibi Dong will take revenge on first after doing this? It's not our Douluo Palace!"

"With her disciple here, Bibi Dong has a flaw. Keeping him will be of great use in the future. You have really made your brains stupid with practice. Take this time to reflect on it!"

"yes, Sir……"

Golden Crocodile Douluo quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake, but a certain idea turned into a seed and took root in his heart. He didn't know when a towering tree would grow.

……

The next day, the main gate of Wuhun City was bustling with people.

An exquisitely decorated carriage attracted the attention of the crowd at the city gate for no other reason than that the carriage was not pulled by ordinary horses, but by an unusually steeding frost unicorn...