Douluo: If you don’t accept your confession, why are you crying if you change your mind?

After all of Tang Xiao's soul rings exploded, his soul power was exhausted, and his body was as weak as an ordinary person.

In the golden storm, he didn't even have time to make a final cry before he was killed instantly by Feng Xiaotian, leaving nothing behind.

Tang San was heartbroken, tears flashing in his eyes.

He knew that his uncle Tang Xiao was gone.

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The pain of losing a loved one was like a sharp blade piercing his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Dai Mubai, Ning Fengzhi and others also realized the seriousness of the situation.

They had originally hoped that Tang Xiao's ring-blasting skill could turn the tide of the battle, but now, this hope has been completely shattered.

They began to panic.

Tang Xiao and several elders of the Haotian Sect were all killed by Feng Xiaotian.

Now the highest combat power of Xingluo is only the 97th-level Jian Dao Chen Xin and the 95th-level Gu Rong.

But everyone knew that even if the two of them joined forces, they could not be Feng Xiaotian's opponent under the amplification of the strongest auxiliary spirit master Ning Fengzhi.

Because Feng Xiaotian had already become a god, the power of a god was beyond their reach.

However, what made them even more desperate was still to come.

They saw that another group of spirit masters came from behind the army of the Spirit Empire.

Tang San quickly saw through the Purple Demon Eye that the people coming were the new pope of the Spirit Hall, Hu Liena, and the spirit master army led by the two elders, Juhuaguan and Guimei.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

"Is the Xingluo Empire really going to be destroyed in my hands?"

"No, I'm not willing."

Seeing the army of the Spirit Empire coming in full force, Dai Mubai was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

The defense line of Xingluo City was already in danger, and everyone fell into despair. They seemed to have seen the moment when Xingluo City was breached.

At this moment, several familiar figures suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance.

Tang San frowned again.

"It's them!"

The people who came were Shui Bing'er, Huo Wushuang and their group of eight.

They soon came to Feng Xiaotian.

"Brother Tian."

"Why are you here?"

After nearly a year, Feng Xiaotian was surprised and happy to see Shui Bing'er and the others again.

Shui Bing'er smiled and said:

"Brother Tian, ​​we are worried about the outbreak of the war, so we came back to take a look. Unexpectedly, this battle has lasted for more than half a year."

"Yeah. There is nothing to worry about. Today's battle is the last one. By the way, how are your god exams going?"

"It's going well. Except for Xiangxiang, we all broke through level 90. However, Xiangxiang is about to break through level 80 after obtaining a god-given soul ring."

"Very good. After this battle is over, we will talk slowly."

"Yeah."

Several people stood side by side in the air with Feng Xiaotian, staring at Dai Mubai and Tang San and others on the city wall.

Tang San could clearly sense that the young people around Feng Xiaotian had almost reached the level of Titled Douluo.

He really didn't understand why this happened.

At the Soul Master Competition seven years ago, there was not much difference between him and them.

But now, he has been left far behind by them.

"Why? Why is it like this? What happened? I have tried very hard, why am I still so far behind them?"

Tang San was very unwilling, and a strong sense of frustration enveloped his heart.

"Hahaha~~~"

Just when Tang San and others felt desperate, a gloomy and terrifying laugh suddenly came from the air.

That laugh made people shudder, as if it came from hell.

Then, a dark purple figure fell from the sky and stopped in the sky above the center of the battlefield.

The person who came was a woman covered in armor with a dark purple glow, with a purple face and a hideous appearance.

Her appearance was terrifying, and the sky was suddenly filled with the breath of death.

From the outline and breath, Feng Xiaotian recognized at a glance that the person coming was Bibi Dong.

"It's Bibi Dong! She has become a god. Bing'er, it's dangerous here, you guys retreat!"

"Brother Tian, ​​what about you..."

"Don't worry, I can deal with her."

"Well, be careful then."

Shui Bing'er and the others also knew that Bibi Dong was insidious and cunning, and had always wanted to threaten Feng Xiaotian with their lives.

She has become a god, so she naturally has immeasurable strength.

Their existence will only become a burden to Feng Xiaotian.

So, this battlefield has to be left to Feng Xiaotian alone.

The others quickly retreated to Feng Lieyang and stood with the worshippers.

"Grandpa Feng, Grandpa Feng"

"You are all back, so good. I haven't seen you for a year, but I miss you so much, haha~~"

Seeing them again, Feng Lieyang was very happy and nodded repeatedly.

Shui Bing'er looked at Qian Renxue and found that Qian Renxue was also looking at her.

The two smiled at each other, tacitly, and then looked up at the sky together.

Feng Xiaotian floated calmly in the air and said in a cold voice:

"Bibi Dong, you finally showed up."

His voice was carried into everyone's ears by the breeze.

Everyone was shocked to learn that the woman was Bibi Dong.

"She is Bibi Dong? How did she become like a monster?"

The fourth worshiper, Lion Douluo, could not help but question.

Qian Renxue frowned, unable to believe that Bibi Dong would become like this.

"Is she really a teacher?"

Hu Liena also found it unbelievable.

Bibi Dong's appearance changed greatly.

In the past, she had a noble temperament and was a stunning beauty.

But at this moment, all she exudes is a rich and strong evil aura.

Her face turned blue, and four huge scythes extended from the purple armor on her back. The whole person looked like a green-faced and fanged monster.

"Is she really the Pope? Why does she look like this?"

Even the old ministries who supported Bibi Dong couldn't believe it.

Feng Xiaotian felt that although Bibi Dong's aura was evil, she had god-level energy fluctuations in her body.

Apparently, she has inherited the position of Rakshasa God.

"Bibi Dong, it turns out that you have been here a long time ago and used your spiritual thoughts to cover up your aura. You witnessed the battle between me and Tang Xiao, did you just want to find out my flaws?"

Bibi Dong chuckled.

She looked at Feng Xiaotian, a look of appreciation flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by coldness.

"Feng Xiaotian, you are indeed a smart man. You know that I have inherited the throne of God. It's a pity that a talent like you has become my opponent."

After hearing Bibi Dong's words, Tang San frowned and gritted his teeth.

He still thought of that vicious woman simply.

He originally thought that Bibi Dong would stand on the same front as him.

Now that she has become a god, it means that she is definitely capable of confronting Feng Xiaotian, but she refuses to save Tang Xiao.

She watched Tang Xiao consume Feng Xiaotian with his ring-exploding stunt, and watched Tang Xiao die just to reap the benefits.

At this moment, the two people Tang San hated the most were right in front of him, and a big battle was about to break out between them.

Tang San felt a little secretly happy in his heart, wanting to see them both lose, and praying that they would perish together.

That eerie voice sounded again:

"Feng Xiaotian, this battle is not over yet. Next, let me, the Rakshasa God, play with you."

As he spoke, Bibi Dong's body erupted with powerful soul power fluctuations, shaking the entire battlefield.

However, Feng Xiaotian was not afraid at all. He looked at Bibi Dong indifferently, as if he was looking at a clown. (End of chapter)