"Rakshasa God..." Qian Renxue said word by word.

It turned out to be the Rakshasa god!

She inherited the angel's God's position and obtained a lot of information about the divine world, and recognized the source of this breath at a glance.

Moreover, this is an extremely familiar feeling...

It's her!

How could she...

"She can become a god!" Qian Renxue said gritting her teeth.

It turns out that this is where Ju Douluo’s confidence lies.

Yes, the angel god is certainly unmatched.

However, it is not really invincible.

Because there is still the existence of the Rakshasa god!

"Is this the power of God? Finally... "Bibidong, who was shrouded in the purple and black an unknown aura, took a deep breath.

This heart-shaking power...

"This time, I must..." Bibidong looked into the distance.

There was a sun-like breath there.

"Has she succeeded too? The Angel God..." Bibidong's tone was a bit complicated.

Then, a purple-black tail flame streaked across the sky.

"Here you." Qian Renxue said seriously.

The stream of light fell to the earth, and there seemed to be endless wailings of resentful spirits coming to my ears.

The purple-black light dissipated, revealing a figure that was still unable to cover up his graceful figure, even though he was wearing armor.

After Bibidong landed, he glanced at Qian Renxue who was facing a great enemy, and his eyes fluctuated slightly.

Immediately, she noticed Ju Douluo and the others who were almost suffocated by Qian Renxue.

She waved her hand and raised her lightly, and the oppression from the Angel God was broken by her, giving these two titled Douluo a chance to breathe.

The body lightened slightly, and there was no time to say anything more, Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo almost rolled and crawled to Bibidong's side.

"The Pope's Crown!" Ju Douluo said loudly.

"What's going on?" Bibidong glanced at him.

"I have been in seclusion for so long. According to the plan, the army of my Wuhun Empire should have been forced into the hinterland of the Tiandou Empire. No matter how bad it is, it should have weakened most of the opponent's vitality. But why are you still staying here now? Even if I see that the opponent's combat power has not been reduced too much."

Ju Douluo opened her mouth, not knowing how to explain to Bibidong about the Knights of the Round Table.

Before he could think of a word, Gui Douluo, who had been silent, spoke out.

"Mr. Cang, Your Highness, she ordered us to retreat." Gui Douluo said in a deep voice.

"Retreat?" Bibidong raised his head and glanced at Qian Renxue.

"Not bad, and we also want to disband the army, even the empire..."

"Absurd!" Bibidong sneered.

She was too lazy to listen to Ju Douluo's explanation, or she was not as important as the person and matter in front of her, no matter what the specific reason was.

For gods, only gods of the same level can attract their attention.

"Why should we retreat?" Bibidong asked lightly.

"No," Qian Renxue obviously had no intention of explaining.

"That's how Qiandaoliu teaches you?" Bibidong frowned slightly.

"You are not worthy of mentioning grandpa's name!" In an instant, the red and golden light shone brightly.

At this moment, Ju Douluo and the others felt that what they were in front of them was the big sun in the sky. They were near the big sun and could be melted at any time.

"Get out!" Bibidong said softly.

She casually threw the overwhelmed two people into a safe position, and she looked at her eyes again with great emotions...

daughter?

"I have achieved the throne of gods, and it is a general trend to unify the continent of the Martial Soul Empire." Bibidong said calmly.

Even though Qian Renxue's attitude was bad and even made a little unreasonable, she still maintained calmness and even explained patiently.

"I have also achieved the throne of gods." Qian Renxue sneered.

"You want to stop me?"

"If you really want to unify the mainland!"

Bibidong looked at Qian Renxue with a firm face, with anger and resentment hidden in her eyes, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Unifying the continent is also a long-cherished wish of thousands of streams of land."

"I said it! You are not qualified to mention grandpa's name!" Qian Renxue shouted softly.

The red and golden lava flashed by.

"Huh?" On the battlefield, whether it is the Martial Soul Empire or Tiandou, the people of Xingluo, no matter how strong or weak they are, as low as ordinary people or as strong as Title Douluo, could not help but cover their ears.

A sound that seemed to penetrate the soul,

A divine sword shining with red and golden lava appeared in Qian Renxue's hands and slashed down at Bibidong in front of him.

The space around the sword body was constantly twisting, and it was burned by the destructive temperature and lost its stability.

However, the wrath of a god failed to work.

Because, standing in front of her was also a god.

A deep purple and almost black sickle blocked the front of the sword.

The sickle seemed to have a human face, and then, as it floated out, howled again and was burned to death by the sacred flames.

"Is this the artifact of the Angel God, the Angel Holy Sword?" Bibidong held the sickle and observed the sword in Qian Renxue's hand with interest for a while.

Qian Renxue said nothing, but the magic sword in her hand became more and more intense.

"Why can you become a god!" Qian Renxue drank unwillingly.

"The God position is not exclusive to your Six-winged Angel lineage, why can't I obtain it?" Bibi Dong said with a faint smile.

"Raksha God... Humph, with such an ugly posture, is this what you are pursuing? It really fits your positioning as a woman!" Qian Renxue looked at Bibidong's face and suddenly sneered.

Hearing this, even though Bibi Dong's cunning mansion still involuntarily touched his face.

The Rakshasa god, even in the divine realm, is the evil god who hates gods and ghosts, and is the most disgusting evil god.

It is different from the Shura God.

Although the Shura God is extremely slaughtered, he is a dignified and righteous path and is full of righteousness.

However, the Rakshasa God is the ultimate combination of evil and resentment.

Holding such evil power in your hand obviously will not have any positive feedback on yourself.

After Qian Renxue inherited the position of the Angel God, her appearance was amazing and stunning. However, Bibidong's already beautiful face is now shrouded in a burst of blue and black colors.

Green-faced and fangs can already describe such Bibidong in a sense.

Now she has no shadow of being the Pope of the Spirit Hall.

Almost like a fierce ghost.

"Sure enough, it's very ugly..." Bibidong thought to himself.

He was actually ridiculed by his biological daughter.

However, this is the price necessary to gain strength.

only……

"I just don't want you to see such an ugly side of me..." Bibidong couldn't help but look at Tiandou's camp.

Just as Bibi Dong was slightly ecstatic, Qian Renxue's face became more and more gloomy.

She had already taken the attack with anger in her eyes. However, in this haste, Bibi Dong took it so steadily.

From the perspective of attributes, she obviously has a certain advantage, but now she looks...

"It seems that you finally understand?" Bibidong retracted his thoughts and chuckled.

"Did you find out the difference between you and me? Although we are both gods, there is a difference between us."

"The inheritance of gods is usually nine times. However, theoretically, by reaching the Nine Ring and completing the first eight exams, you can perform the last step of inheritance of the gods. However, this is actually not the most orthodox and correct way."

"The most correct way should be to steadily after arriving at the Ninth Ring, and climb up step by step like an ordinary soul master."

From level 91, we keep climbing upwards one by one, and keep our feet on the ground.
To be continued...