The warrior Yu Xiaogang in Douluo

"Then try it!"

Bibi Dong's face turned cold, and she held the Rakshasa Demon Scythe tightly, the evil power surging through her body.

"You go first, I will stop him and go find Mr. Yu." Qian Daoliu stood up with difficulty while holding the angel holy sword.

The words have not yet fallen.

The God of Slaughter suddenly pulled out the Shura Demonic Sword that was stuck on the ground. His huge body disappeared in a flash. The blade of the sword penetrated the air and drew an almost invisible arc. The surrounding area seemed to be silent.

too fast!

Bibi Dong raised the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe and was about to take action when a blood shadow passed through her hair. Her eyes widened and she was stunned for a moment.

puff! !

Qian Daoliu is a powerful demigod, but he is unable to display any of his skills in front of the God of Slaughter. He couldn't even see clearly the moment the God of Slaughter made his move, the Shura Demonic Sword had already penetrated his defense.

"Cough" Qian Daoliu pressed his hands against the peak, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes revealed endless horror and despair.

The power in the body continues to flow away, and the heart in the center of the Shura Demonic Sword beats more intensely.

"Still want to escape?"

With a ferocious smile on his face, the God of Killing looked at Qian Daoliu's expression of pain and disbelief under the Shura Demon Sword: "Little insect, I was just playing games with you before. You didn't really think you could compete with a god-level powerhouse, right?" I'll stop him, hehe."

"What are you blocking?!!"

"It's a pity that only a few of you are here, but this little guy Bibi Dong is enough for you."

She could have been born a few months earlier, but she knew that her strength could not crush the great bachelor. After all, the Rakshasa Divine Mind had personally experienced the absolutely terrifying power, and she almost failed to get hit by the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe. broken.

After he was born, he lay dormant in the killing city to accumulate strength. He could no longer hide his growing demand for food.

She just sent the evil soul masters out to cause chaos. As long as the lives killed by the evil soul masters would be fed back to her, the god of killing, she was really not kidding. If she could devour all the creatures in Douluo Continent and become a world-destroying demon. , easily crushing the five great god kings in the god world.

A few weeks later, the bachelor has not come forward yet, and she has not become angry, quietly waiting for the opportunity.

It wasn't until recently that she saw Zhu Zhuqing staying away from the elementary school to clean up the evil soul masters that she ordered the oracle to attack the three cities in the Qingyun Mountains at all costs, and even almost destroyed the elementary school. In this case, the bachelor has not yet come forward!

Obviously there were other things that were entangled in her and she couldn't miss the opportunity. She immediately asked the evil soul master to reveal her position and quietly waited for the fish to take the bait.

The top powerhouses on the mainland, Holy King Qian Renxue, Queen Bibi Dong, Zhu Zhuqing, and the flaming dragon Liu Erlong, will definitely increase their strength if they devour any one of them.

Among them, the ones who helped her the most were Saint King Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong. As long as the fish that took the bait this time, one of them was enough.

Make up for the flaws, perfect yourself, and transcend everything.

Only then will we truly not be afraid of any bachelor!

"Tang——Chen——! I know you are here, don't pretend to be dead!!" Qian Daoliu had turned into a bloody man, and his hoarse roar echoed in the air.

"Oh, our appetizers seem to have some last words." The God of Slaughter's voice was full of teasing. He lowered his head and stared at Qian Daoliu with his scarlet eyes who stubbornly wanted to lift the Shura Demon Sword.

She and Tang Chen merged into one, and it was natural to feel that the two had been fighting each other since they were young, and had been enemies, friends, and teachers for nearly a hundred years. They suppressed the evil soul master together, traveled to Poseidon Island together, and fell in love with the same woman together.

The complex emotions were throbbing, and what she loved most was watching this helpless scene.

"Do you think we should satisfy him?" The snake-haired woman's head looked at Tang Chen's head with closed eyes with interest.

Upon hearing this, Tang Chen suddenly opened his eyes, his face expressionless, and he pressed down the Shura Demonic Sword with both hands.

puff! !

Qian Daoliu opened his mouth wide, and a large amount of blood spurted out from his mouth. His vitality was rapidly drained, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

"Can you still come back?" He raised his hand and spoke word by word with difficulty.

Tang Chen just slowly pulled out the magic sword inserted deep into Qian Daoliu's chest without any unnecessary movements or words.

A complex emotion flashed through Qian Daoliu's eyes: the pleasure of revenge, inner struggle and unspeakable pain were intertwined.

"She's waiting for you there."

Qian Daoliu spoke intermittently. Before he finished speaking, he lost all his strength and fell to the ground, never moving again.

No longer blocked by his will, Qian Daoliu's Seraph martial soul, soul power, flesh and blood, and even part of the true spirit were all swallowed up into the body of the God of Slaughter, making the God of Slaughter narrow his eyes and feel extremely satisfied and fulfilled. .

It had been a long time since she had tasted such high-end delicacies. Demigod-level delicacies were rare, and they were pure martial arts like Seraphim.

Killing Qian Daoliu in person After hearing those last words, Tang Chen felt a violent shock in his heart, knowing that the "she" Qian Daoliu was referring to was Bo Saixi, the great consecrated person of Poseidon Island.

Back then, for a promise, he devoted all his energy to pursuing the path to becoming a god, but he did not expect to be disturbed and eroded by the Rakshasa God's spiritual thoughts.

Then choose the moment when you merge with Rakshasa’s spiritual thoughts.

He can't go back! !

Bang bang! !

The head of the snake-haired woman was very surprised when she saw this scene. The devil once again grew two hands under its armpits and applauded Tang Chen's behavior.

"I thought you would show mercy." She smiled softly.

Tang Chen said nothing and closed his eyes. Even the God of Slaughter could not withstand being penetrated by the Shura Demonic Sword. Qiandaoliu was destined to die, so why bother struggling.

Besides, even if he wanted to hold back, he couldn't control the body of the God of Slaughter at all. In the end, he would still be played by Rakshasa, so it would be better to give Sendo Liu a happy life.

"Now, it's your turn!" The snake-haired woman turned her head without getting upset, licked her lips, and locked her greedy eyes on Bibi Dong.

This is a real meal! !

This is the body that should belong to the God of Slaughter, a perfect body! ! Instead of a pile of garbage consisting of minced meat! !

The purple and milky white lights on Bibi Dong's body lit up at the same time, flashing in the darkness. She looked at the snake-haired woman coldly.

The God of Slaughter was a little displeased when he saw Bibi Dong's firm gaze. Suddenly his eyes moved and he shook off the remnants of Shura's Demonic Sword:

"Little guy, in this way, I can give you another chance. As long as you return my artifact and offer this divine body to merge with me, I will be merciful and give you a perfect body. Isn't this right? What you expected?"

"Okay." Bibi Dong was silent for a long time, nodded, stayed where he was, holding the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in his hands and offering it to him.

With amusement in his eyes, the God of Slaughter stepped forward to get the Rakshasa Magic Scythe.

At this moment, Bibi Dong suddenly waved the Rakshasa Magic Scythe and took the initiative to chop off the head in the middle of the God of Slaughter.

"I lied to you!!"

"I lied to you!!"

The God of Slaughter smiled proudly and cruelly as if he had anticipated this move, and slashed at Bibi Dong with the Shura Demonic Sword.

I saw a dazzling ray of blood red and purple light colliding together, making a harsh collision sound, and sparks flying!

In an instant, a huge energy like a landslide and tsunami spread around.

There was a deep pit about a kilometer in diameter on the ground.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Before it was over, there were constant violent collisions in the dust in the pit, and blood-red and purple energy fluctuations were everywhere, as if the entire earth was shaking.

After a few breaths, the sound of collisions in the pit disappeared, a whirlwind stirred up dust, and the purple figure was pressed against the hard rock by a big blood-red hand and hit hard several times.

Obviously, the God of Slaughter defeated Bibi Dong easily. A hundred-level strong man could not be the opponent of the true god, let alone the God of Slaughter who was about to surpass the first-level god.

<divclass="contentadv">There is at least three levels of difference between them.

The Rakshasa Demon Scythe was recalled during the fight. The moment he lost the artifact, Bibi Dong was defeated, and he could only sustain more than ten moves more than Qian Daoliu.

The God of Slaughter held the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe in one hand, the Shura Demonic Sword in one hand, and grabbed Bibi Dong's body with the other hand.

"Cough cough."

Bibi Dong's long hair was messy, large mouthfuls of blood flowed from her mouth, her divine uniform and battle dress were in tatters, and her fair face was covered with blood and dust.

Even though she was about to face death, she still remained unyielding and noble.

The God of Killing stared at Bibi Dong, but did not see the fear and despair of dashed hope in her eyes. She shouted dissatisfied:

"Why aren't you afraid?!!! Ah!! Why don't you beg me for mercy!! Why?!!"

The God of Killing's hand suddenly tightened on Bibi Dong's body. Bibi Dong felt the pressure on her body increase instantly, and her muscles and bones made crisp sounds.

Her expression was distorted by the sudden sharp pain, and she couldn't help but scream in pain.

"Please beg for mercy!" Upon seeing this, the God of Slaughter immediately relaxed his strength and asked Bibi Dong somewhat sickly.

"It's you who should beg for mercy!!"

Bibi Dong looked at the God of Killing with contempt, as if looking at a dead person, "Why don't you feel fear? Ahem. He will kill you, he will definitely!!"

As she spoke, more blood came out of her mouth.

"court death!!"

Hearing this, the God of Slaughter became furious.

The other hand suddenly waved the Rakshasa Demon Scythe and penetrated Bibi Dong's body, nailing her to the hard rock wall.

Bibi Dong coughed up a lot of blood again, and a large amount of purple-black blood flowed out from the wound. This was the erosion of the evil divine power and the divine power of Shura. But seeing the actions of the God of Slaughter, she suddenly laughed.

"Ahem. Still saying that I'm not afraid." The smile was full of mockery and sarcasm.

"You are talking nonsense. How can I be afraid of a mere mortal? No matter how strong he is, he is only a demigod. How can he understand the power of a true god?!!"

The sharp and harsh voice of the God of Killing suddenly sounded, and she glared at Bibi Dong angrily.

"I'm going to kill him! No, I'm going to torture him!!! I'm going to let you see with your own eyes how I chop him up!! Chop him up!!"

The last word fell heavily, with uncontrollable anger and extreme hatred.

The God of Killing is originally a madman, and this madman naturally possesses the instinct of life - fear.

These words are just a cover-up when I see them in Bibi Dong.

"Haha, you're fierce in appearance but soft on the inside, strong on the outside but strong on the inside." Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, managed to gather some energy, and sneered.

The God of Slaughter was stunned for a moment, and his ferocious expression suddenly calmed down.

"I know you want to anger me, then I will do whatever you want!!"

The next moment, the God of Killing suddenly grabbed Bibi Dong's body and threw it away, hitting the ground hard in the distance.

puff! !

Immediately afterwards, the Shura Demonic Sword pierced Bibi Dong's body, pinning her to the ground.

Under the dim sky, the God of Slaughter slowly walked up to Bibi Dong step by step, held the hilt of the blood-red giant sword, lowered his head and asked:

"I beat you like this, and where is he?!!"

The heart of Shura Demon Sword kept beating, greedily devouring everything about Bibi Dong, first the martial soul, soul power, even part of the true spirit, and finally the flesh and blood.

And the aura of the God of Killing is getting stronger and stronger.

"Uh" Bibi Dong fell to the ground with weak breath and no strength to speak. Feeling the gradual loss of life force, she frowned and stared at the dim blood-colored sky.

His eyes were full of reluctance.

She is on her deathbed.

In the past ten years, she had regretted not going to the elementary school to see him. No matter how much she deceived herself, as long as she became a god and unified the continent, they would be together forever.

But in fact, she always knew in her heart that these were not necessary, but she just couldn't get over the hurdle.

But Bibi Dong's nostalgic eyes made the God of Killing misunderstand her, and she finally felt the long-lost pleasure.

at this time.

The dim silver mark on Bibi Dong's forehead shone faintly again, and she seemed to feel something. Her eyes lit up as she looked at the sky, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Are you going to die soon? You can still laugh." The God of Slaughter said, his body suddenly shook, he realized something was wrong, and looked back at the sky.

The sense of fatal danger was getting stronger and stronger, like an invisible hand tightly grasping his heart behind his back.

The God of Killing jumped back hundreds of meters! Holding two artifacts in hand, he looked at the sky vigilantly!

At this moment, everything is silent.

The world seemed to have stopped breathing.

Suddenly, a colorful rainbow tore through the dark clouds, dispersed the dead silence, and penetrated everything.

Its daybreak.

All the creatures on the Douluo Continent felt an inexplicable excitement. As long as they raised their heads, they could see this gorgeous rainbow spanning the entire planet.

If you look at this rainbow on a cosmic scale, it is equivalent to the soul ring of Douluo Star. This strange scene will naturally be discovered by the supervisors of the God Realm.

This is the vision of Yu Xiaogang's breakthrough into the world, the first Hunyuan warrior in the world, and creating an unparalleled future.

Gifted and praised by the entire 'ethnic consciousness'.

In the brilliant rainbow light, a tall figure whose appearance was unclear slowly emerged.

Time seemed to stand still around him. He was wearing a gorgeous divine robe, his eyes were as deep as the stars, and he was walking towards Bibi Dong step by step.

Bibi Dong stared at this scene blankly, her eyes gradually moistened, and she murmured softly:

"It's great that I can see you again for the last time."