Douluo: I am the peerless swordsman, protector of Qian Renxue.

Behind the pretty figure are eight purple spider claws.

There was an aura that could make one's heart tremble. The Rakshasa sickle in his hand emitted a frightening cold light under the sunlight.

Across from her, the seven great priests of the Spirit Hall looked at her.

The majestic aura of the seven priests reached its peak, and the seven martial spirits were released at the same time. Each of them had an excellent spirit ring configuration, and an aura of dominating the world emanated from them.

"Bibi Dong, you're not dead yet!"

"I actually got this opportunity and became a god at level 100!"

Looking with scorching eyes at Bibi Dong, whose aura had surprisingly reached the god level, Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile Douluo, and Blue Luan Douluo all looked extremely solemn.

Bibi Dong held the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, with purple light flashing in it, and spoke compassionately to Qian Daoliu opposite her.

"Qian Daoliu, you, the old immortal, are still alive, so why should I die?"

Moreover, Qianjun Douluo has more attack techniques and is more difficult to deal with.

Others fear you as a god, but we are not afraid of you."

Qianjun Douluo's Panlong Stick is not only extremely domineering, but also has infinite changes.

However, in order to protect the inheritance of the Angel God, protect the foundation of the Spirit Hall, and let Xiaoxue complete the Nine Angel Trials smoothly in the future, they have to go forward without hesitation even if they know that there is a dead end ahead.

The gap is like that between heaven and earth, like that between a saint and a quasi-saint.

But after truly witnessing the power of God, they realized how big the gap between them and God was.

The gap between a God and a Level 99 Extreme Douluo is like an incomparable chasm. When confronting Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu knew very well that they had no chance of winning.

Like the Demon-Subduing Douluo, his martial spirit is the Panlong Stick.

What secrets are hidden in Bibi Dong? She had clearly been killed by Ling Feng and turned to ashes, but why could she return intact now, and her strength has even reached a new level, reaching the god level?

Although the combined force of the Demon-Subduing Douluo and the Thousand-Strength Douluo was terrifying, it was nothing in Bibi Dong's eyes.

"Qian Daoliu, I gave you a chance, but you killed yourself!"

Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo simultaneously suppressed the surging blood and energy in their bodies, and used their soul power to quickly recover from their injuries.

He immediately and decisively activated his martial soul.

Even a level 98 Super Douluo would not dare to show the slightest contempt when facing such a terrifying Panlong Stick.

However, unlike the Demon Subduing Douluo, the Demon Subduing Douluo's martial spirit, the Panlong Stick, is red, while his martial spirit, the Panlong Stick, is blue.

The Panlong Stick was the martial spirit of both Jiangmo Douluo and Qianjun Douluo. After it was crushed by Bibi Dong, Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo were immediately severely injured and stabbed back, spitting out blood.

However, Bibi Dong is a Rakshasa God who has completed the nine tests of Rakshasa, and Rakshasa God is a first-level god in the divine world.

With a loud bang, the two Panlong sticks turned into powder in Bibi Dong's hands.

The Panlong Stick in his hand instantly magnified countless times.

"Hmm~! Bibi Dong, you are just talking nonsense. Even though you are a god now, we seven great priests are not vegetarians.

He just raised one hand lightly, and the Rakshasa power in his body surged and reached his palm.

The big hand clenched suddenly, and instantly crushed the two Panlong sticks, one red and one blue.

The terrifying dragon blood burst out from the stick, carrying the power to destroy everything, and slammed towards Bibi Dong.

As the elder brother, Qianjun Douluo would naturally not sit idle when he saw his hot-tempered younger brother activating his spirit body.

The evil dragon on the red coiled dragon stick seemed to come alive.

Now that she has completed the nine tests of Rakshasa and reached level 100, becoming a god, Qian Daoliu is no longer a threat to her.

Bibi Dong became a god at level 100, and judging from her ill intentions, a fierce battle is about to follow.

In the past, people were just wary of him, wary of his strength.

"As long as you are willing to commit suicide, after I take control of the Spirit Hall and kill Ling Feng in the future, I will see that you committed suicide today, and I will also spare Qian Renxue's life because she is my own flesh and blood."

The gap between gods and Ultimate Douluo is like a chasm.

With an angry roar towards the sky, the Demon Subduing Douluo's seventh soul ring suddenly lit up.

For mortals, God is above the rules and cannot be challenged.

Seeing that Bibi Dong did not want to answer his question, Qian Daoliu looked at Bibi Dong with a serious gaze.

Looking indifferently at the two Panlong Sticks that were about to kill her in the face, the powerful Bibi Dong was too lazy to even use the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.

Two huge coiled dragon sticks, one red and one blue, were wielded with all their might by Demon Subduing Douluo Ru Qianjun Douluo and came charging towards Bibi Dong.

"So powerful, it was broken with just a casual move, our martial spirits and true bodies joined forces!"

Today might be the day when the one worshipped by their spirit shop dies.

“Is this the power of God?”

Like a small fly.

The palm of his hand instantly turned into energy, and the huge energy hand that was transformed by the energy suddenly caught the two Panlong sticks that were like pillars supporting the sky.

Under the pursuit of two Panlong sticks that were like sky-supporting sticks, Bibi Dong's figure looked very small at this moment.

Under a saint, all are ants; similarly, under a god, all are ants.

No wonder it is said that everyone below the gods are ants and that gods are above everything.

The Panlong Stick is like a golden hoop stick, and it has grown into a giant stick that reaches the sky.

"The seventh soul skill: Martial Soul True Body!"

The weight increased from a few dozen kilograms to several thousand kilograms.

The fighting spirit burst out from him.

Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo are brothers. When they join forces, they can easily defeat any level 97 Super Douluo.

Red represents power and burst, while blue represents skill and persistence.

Demon Subduing Douluo and Qianjun Douluo looked up at the invincible Bibi Dong, their hearts trembled and they were filled with anxiety.

Bibi Dong smiled coldly and contemptuously, not taking Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo seriously at all.

Therefore, in terms of power, Qianjun Douluo's burst is not as powerful as Jiangmo Douluo's red Panlong Stick, but it is also extremely impressive.

All those below the gods are ants, not to mention that Rakshasa is a first-level god.

Even though they had been mentally prepared, God was not something that they, the Super Douluo, could contend with.

"Bang~!" Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with purple light, and she clenched her hands forcefully.

From the beginning to the end, Bibi Dong was never really afraid of Qian Daoliu.

"Pfft~!"

When Demon Subduing Douluo heard such an outrageous statement, he simply laughed sneerfully.

“No wonder there is a saying that everyone below God is an ant. God is indeed invincible and unbeatable to mortals!”

Although he knew that he could take on the combined attack of Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo with just one hand.

But I never expected that what happened next would be so easy.