I'm a Sword Immortal in Douluo Continent

Chapter 156 The new pope of Wuhun Palace—Qian Renxue ([-])

"Lin Bai, there is no need for you to pretend to be a good person here and want to take away my position as pope. Just let me see your true ability!" Bibi Dong said sternly.At this time, her originally noble and beautiful face was filled with terrifying distortions, and there were even bloodstains on her face.And behind her, there was an invisible black shadow.

As the inheritor of a god whose level 98 is close to level 99, Bibi Dong's strength at this time is completely comparable to Qiandaoliu.A black-purple mist gushed out from her body, and an evil and depraved killing power continued to spread. This was her Rakshasa realm.

Her body was now glowing with a miserable green color, and the green spider web pattern on her forehead was shining brightly.

The 10-year-old seventh soul ring on her body has lit up, and the true form of the martial soul is released.

The two emerald-colored forelimbs were raised at the same time, staggering diagonally to form a huge green cross-shaped ripple, which was exactly the same as the soul skill she had unleashed on Tang Hao and others at the entrance of the Pope's Palace.

This is one of her strongest single-target attack soul skills, Eternal Creation.Once this soul skill hits an enemy, the trauma caused will spread endlessly, and one can only rely on soul power to resist it, until the soul power is exhausted and the body is seriously injured and dies, with no chance of recovery.

Moreover, the physical defense of this soul skill is ineffective against it, and the effect of energy defense will also be reduced by 50.00%, which is extremely overbearing.

At this time, a large amount of the Rakshasa power in Bibi Dong's body was injected into the green fork-shaped ripples of Eternal Creation, turning it into a red and green appearance.Then the fork-shaped ripples flew out towards Lin Bai, trying to chop Lin Bai into pieces.

The Seven-Star Longyuan Sword in Lin Bai's hand was raised diagonally, and a mysterious and mysterious aura enveloped his body.

Feixian's sword reappeared, and the tip of the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword revealed a cloud-like light. The power of the Sword Immortal and the power of Rakshasa collided instantly.

Like cutting paper, the red and green fork-shaped ripples were divided into two halves by Lin Bai's sword, and then slowly disappeared into the air.

"Bibi Dong, this level of attack is not enough. Let me see your strongest attack!" Lin Bai said coldly.

Bibi Dong smiled bitterly, shook her head, and whispered: "Notting City sent a piece of information back then. A six-year-old child awakened a long sword spirit of extremely terrifying quality. Once this sword is released, hundreds of soldiers will be killed. Surrender. Later, the ghost elder tried to force you to enter the Wuhun Palace, but he offended you and allowed Shen Xiao to get such a genius. In fact, you had a chance to become a member of the Pope Palace."

"Everything in this world is determined by time and destiny. No need to say more, just take action!" Lin Bai said lightly.

Bibi Dong stretched out her hand to hold it, and instantly a huge purple-black scythe with countless magic patterns appeared in her hand. This was the inherited artifact of the Rakshasa god, the Rakshasa Magic Scythe.

Lin Bai felt that he was locked by an evil divine thought, which should be the power of the Rakshasa God.

"My strength is now close to level 99. If I push it with all my strength, I can use this magical weapon to release a magical skill. Lin Bai, take the move!" The Rakshasa Magic Scythe in Bibi Dong's hand suddenly burned with a miserable green flame, The ninth 10-year soul ring on his body lit up at the same time.

Endless evil and resentment enveloped Bibi Donghua's beautiful figure. The Rakshasa Demon Scythe swung out diagonally, and a shocking green blade of light appeared instantly, roaring towards Lin Bai.

The space where the pale green light blade passed was torn open with black gaps, and the surrounding air fluctuated violently like water waves.

And Lin Bai felt that his mental detection was actually ineffective against this green light blade, and he could not detect or lock on this light blade at all.

Bibi Dong has already completed the first seven tests of the Rakshasa God at this time. She only needs to raise her soul power to the 99th level Douluo realm before she can complete the eighth test of the Rakshasa God and start the inheritance of the Rakshasa God. At this time, She can already be called a demigod!

As an artifact that is integrated with the Rakshasa god, the Rakshasa Magic Scythe is now indistinguishable from Bibi Dong.

So Bibi Dong used the evil Rakshasa power of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe to display his most powerful soul skill, the Space-Tearing Abyss Slash.At the same time, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe also displayed the Rakshasa God's magical skill, the Evil Scythe of Resentment.

This move was a blow that surpassed Bibi Dong's limits. It was a perfect fusion of soul skills and divine skills. Its power was even far more powerful than Xiong Jun's unique skill, the Sky-Removing Claw, which destroyed the Wuhun City Wall with one blow.

"Lin Bai!" Qian Renxue was shocked when she saw this shocking blow, and she immediately wanted to go out and help Lin Bai withstand it.

Qianjun Douluo quickly grabbed Qian Renxue and said, "Young Master, Bibi Dong's attack has touched a hint of the realm of the gods. You must not leave our protection."

Yu Bing'er shook Demon-Conquering Douluo's big hand: "Grandpa Jiangmo, can my master defeat that man?"

Demon-Conquering Douluo touched Yu Bing'er's head, looked solemnly at the miserable green light blade that was about to engulf the world, and whispered: "I believe in the eyes of the Great Priest, Lin Bai can definitely defeat Bibi Dong. "

"Master will never be defeated, so you can rest assured." The swordsman clone said calmly.

At this time, the sword clone was completely controlled by the small wooden sword with spiritual intelligence activated, so he called Lin Bai his master.

"Bah."

A drop of tear fell on the ground. Lin Bai held the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword and closed his eyes.

"When you are startled, you look back. There is no one to forgive you for your hatred. You pick up all the cold branches and refuse to live on them. The lonely sandbank is cold."

"If God has love!"

There is no light coming out of this sword, and there is no powerful sword. There is only the deep-rooted love and sad regrets and longing.

Bibi Dong was affected by the thoughts of Lin Bai's sword, and suddenly recalled the young man from the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect who smiled and explained various soul master knowledge to her.

"Xiaogang, I'm sorry for you, Xiaogang..."

She held her head and kept mumbling in pain.

The tip of the sword and the pale green light blade were suddenly released, and a violent storm of soul power instantly erupted in the meeting hall.

The titled Douluo teamed up to hold up the soul power shield to protect everyone present, and all the decorations in the room were torn into powder by the crazy soul power fluctuations.

The full blow was broken, and Bibi Dong spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

She laughed miserably, took off the papal crown on her head, took off the luxurious papal robes on her body, and the Rakshasa divine power condensed into a green dress.

Bibi Dong's body flashed and she left the Pope's Palace, or in other words, left the Wuhun Palace, a place she had managed with great care for many years, and the place she wanted to destroy most in her heart.

Lin Bai pointed at the papal throne on the high platform towards Qian Renxue: "Please, the new Pope Qian Renxue, ascend the throne!"

All the titled Douluo in the room saluted Qian Renxue and said, "May the Pope ascend the throne!"

Qian Renxue walked to the Pope's throne in a daze, and slowly sat on it, with a controlling smile on her lips.

In the mountain forest outside Wuhun City, Bibi Dong was staggering forward in pain, covering her head. At this time, she was affected by Lin Bai's Tianruo Youqing sword, and all the shadows in her mind were the shadows of Yu Xiaogang when she was young.

Suddenly, her expression changed, and her eyes looked forward solemnly.

A gray mist spread, and a mysterious voice sounded from the mist.

"Lost traveler, the door of the Holy Spirit Church is open to you!"

(End of this chapter)