Douluo: Disaster Poison Body, revenge Qian Renxue at the beginning

"Hey, you can still come back alive?" The black shadow sitting there teased Bibi Dong.

Seeing that the black figure was still joking, Bibi Dong's fists unconsciously became harder.

She glared at the guy in front of her and roared: "God Rakshasa, do you still have the heart to watch the show?"

The person who comes here is undoubtedly the Rakshasa God.

Bibi Dong wouldn't even be surprised, the Rakshasa God must have watched her whole process from beginning to end.

"Why, why don't you take action? It's clear that I am your successor!"

The Rakshasa God looked unconcerned: "My divine test is very simple. You can't even do this kind of thing. How dare you become the successor of a god?"

"Compared to you, Xue Qinghe is more qualified to inherit my Rakshasa position."

"He is more ruthless and tolerant than you. He can turn the tide at critical moments, instead of just being a coward like you."

"That's enough!" Bibi Dong angrily smashed the debris in the secret room to vent her inner dissatisfaction.

The Rakshasa God's words were arousing her rebellious heart little by little.

God Rakshasa, who was watching Bibi Dong's rage, certainly knew that a wolf like her would not have a long memory.

She can do anything until she achieves her goal.

After a while, Bibi Dong became quiet.

She glared at the Rakshasa God and asked in a deep voice, "Yes."

"Now that I have lost my cultivation and am a useless person, I have long been disqualified from inheriting your divine throne. Then why are you looking for me?"

"Why don't you go find Xue Qinghe?"

The Rakshasa God smiled and explained the facts calmly: "Because, you are my chosen successor."

"Bibi Dong, do you really think that what I like is something good?"

With that said, Rakshasa God stepped down from his position: "I am not like Shura God. He is capable and dares to be on an equal footing with the God King before he can directly interfere in the mortal world."

"However, it is precisely because of God Shura's actions that the God Realm is now in turmoil."

"Whether it's an angel god or a sea god, each has its own ideas."

The corners of the black shadow's lips raised unconsciously seemed to be quite proud: "You just need to continue to endure it until one day, I can restore all your cultivation."

"At that time, you can also legitimately ascend to the position of my Rakshasa God, how about it?"

He continued to endure, lying on the ground like a dog. As for when that time was, the Rakshasa God did not give an accurate word.

Even if it was something that there was no hope for, Rakshasa God was still tempting Bibi Dong to agree.

Bibi Dong stood there in silence for a long time, then slowly spit out words from her throat: "God Rakshasa, I hope you can do what you say."

She held her head high, and the veins in her clenched fists were exposed: "It can restore my cultivation, and even go further."

It was just a matter of continuing to hide. Bibi Dong had done this too many times.

She has been deceiving her whole life.

He had been able to endure it for most of his life just to wait for a chance to kill Qian Xunji, and now he was not short of such a short time.

Be it a few years or decades.

If she has a chance to succeed, she may not be able to shrink back.

"It's just that I have one more condition."

at the same time.

Enshrined in the temple.

Golden Crocodile Douluo stepped forward and reported to Qian Daoliu: "Great tribute, the Pope is back."

Qian Daoliu was not too surprised by Bibi Dong's return. He just nodded slightly and gave up.

Bibi Dong is a guy who is so fast in the Douluo Continent, how can he cause any problems in this Douluo Continent?

Furthermore, Qian Daoliu felt a little disappointed that he was still alive.

Golden Crocodile Douluo pondered: "Not only that, the Pope also proposed that he would like to discuss some important matters with you, the High Priest, saying it is for the Spirit Hall."

Qian Daoliu raised his eyebrows: "Let her come to me on her own. Is it possible that she still wants to ask me about the previous matter?"

For Bibi Dong, the attitude of the enshrinement hall has always been to do as she pleases and completely out of control.

No matter whether he didn't leave Xue Qinghe behind or ignored the affairs of the golden generation in Wuhun Hall.

All kinds of things represent Qian Daoliu's position.

"Subordinate, I don't know yet." Golden Crocodile Douluo pursed his lips and said, "It's just that the Pope has been doing a lot recently."

"I also ask you to take precautions."

"That's all." Qian Daoliu waved his hand: "It's just a woman, how can she stir up any trouble under my hands?"

"It's not a good idea."

Tiandou Empire.

The whole country is full of vitality.

From the court to the common people, everyone is full of vitality.

Among the citizens, everyone's face is full of pride.

After all, who can deny that the king of his own empire can break into the enemy's territory alone and return home intact?

What's more, that's the Wuhun Palace.

The chances of getting into it, making a big fuss and escaping unharmed are almost zero.

This was something that even Haotian Douluo could not do back then. He broke into the Spirit Hall and was hunted by the Spirit Hall for the rest of his life.

Not only did Xue Qinghe have nothing to do, Wuhun Palace didn't even dare to let out a fart, and even offered concessions in the hope of temporarily reconciling with the Tiandou Empire.

What they say is that war is not good for the mainland, and will harm countless people.

This sounds nice, but in fact everyone knows it, but it is just an excuse to retreat because Wuhun Palace cannot afford to offend the Tiandou Empire.

The previous ambitions were all beaten back by Xue Qinghe's actions, making those who were tortured by Wuhun Palace feel proud!

Wuhun Palace has been dominating the Douluo Continent for so long, and now it will end up like this.

He can only be a drowned dog, curling up in his own territory with his tail between his legs.

"Your Majesty, today is the memorial." In the hall, the ministers in the audience were whispering.

Dugubo took two steps forward and submitted a report.

Although things in Wuhun Hall were quiet, Xue Qinghe's mood was not much better.

On the contrary, every late night, there would always be a sense of loneliness unconsciously revealed, and the palace became quiet.

Although the ministers were somewhat puzzled by Xue Qinghe's loneliness, they still understood a thing or two, and it had something to do with the missing Qian Renxue.

Even if they knew it well, the ministers did not dare to say it directly in front of Xue Qinghe, for fear of touching His Majesty's sadness.

Dugu Bo knelt on one knee, watching Xue Qinghe open the memorial, and said loudly, "We have already investigated the previous battle in the Tiandou Palace."

"Aside from Haotian Douluo who has been killed, the other person accompanying him is none other than the current leader of the Haotian Sect, Tang Xiao!"

"At this moment, the Poison God Army has set out in full force to intercept the Haotian Sect within the territory."

"Everyone in the Haotian Sect has no chance of escaping. We are just waiting for His Majesty to surrender!"