Chapter 182 War Rakshasa God
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Jiang Da Wen
Chapter 182 War Rakshasa God
"If it wasn't for that immortal Qian Daoliu to stop her, would she really think that she would live long enough to pass on the position of Angel God?" A cold, disdainful voice sounded.
Qian Renxue below couldn't help clenching her fists.
I just feel sad inside.
Although that incident was her father's fault.
But he is also Bibi Dong's flesh and blood after all!
But Qian Renxue thought so, Bibi Dong didn't.
This is like, being raped by an enemy, forced to give birth to the enemy's child, and because of this, parting ways with the one you love.
If it really came to the time of Qian Renxue's life and death, Bibi Dong might be able to save her, but it is impossible to show that she cares about Qian Renxue in front of others.
Hearing the words, Bai Yuan couldn't help sighing, "It's really unlucky for Qian Renxue to have a mother like you."
Bibi Dong's face turned gloomy, and she said in a low voice, with a cold tone: "If this is unlucky, it can only be blamed on her poor reincarnation skills, and she insisted on becoming the daughter of that beast."
Qian Renxue's heart trembled again, even though her nails had just penetrated into her flesh, she didn't realize it, she just stared at the figure emitting a faint purple light all over the blood-red world.
Bai Yuan continued to stall for time and said: "Bibi Dong, in fact, you don't need to impose your hatred for Qian Xunji on Qian Renxue. She is a poor person, and you are also a poor person. You should feel sorry for each other."
Compared to fighting with Bibi Dong.
Bai Yuan thought it would be better to delay the time.
After all, Mu Junwu's spiritual power can be said to be endless in the Five Elements Formation, while Tang San's divine power will run out at a moment.
If Bai Yuan and Bibi Dong were not here.
Mu Junwu can be said to be sure to win!
As soon as these words came out, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong's bodies trembled at the same time, but they quickly calmed down again, as if the previous events were all just hallucinations.
But even so, Qian Renxue couldn't help but feel the last glimmer of hope in her heart, it was the last glimmer of hope for family affection.
Bibi Dong was completely different from Qian Renxue. She sneered and said disdainfully: "Same sickness? You want me to share sickness with that bastard? You want me to share sickness with that bastard's daughter?"
"Bai Di, are you here to joke?"
Qian Renxue was completely stunned, the hope in her heart was completely wiped out by Bibi Dong's cold and heartless words at this moment.
"Am I just an evil seed in her heart?" Qian Renxue murmured to herself extremely unwillingly, and then sighed again, her eyes completely restored to calm.
Bai Yuan's expression did not change at all.
He just wanted to speak and continue talking.
But Tang San's voice suddenly rang out: "Bibi Dong! What are you doing there! My divine power is almost exhausted, why don't you do it!"
Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed slightly, and she suddenly realized that Bai Yuan was actually delaying the time when he chatted with her just now.
Without saying anything, Bibi Dong glanced at the huge colorful vortex beside her, her eyes suddenly turned emerald green.
Not only that, but Bibi Dong's pair of green eyes seemed to have a layer of black like a net, which looked extremely strange.
Following the changes in her eyes, Bibi Dong raised her hand, and a huge purple-black sickle appeared in her hand out of thin air.
Bai Yuan held the pitch-black dragon-scale sword in his hand, pointing the sword point directly at the center of Bibi Dong's eyebrows, behind him were eight semi-divine-level dragon-scale death swords, spinning rapidly like a lotus flower.
"Hmph!" Bibi Dong made an icy voice, and swung the huge scythe in his hand tearing through the space.
A strange scene appeared at this moment.
With the swing of the giant scythe, the part of the purple light that Bibi Dong released earlier in the sky was swept away by the swing of the giant scythe.
In an instant, it condensed into a gigantic purple blade with a length of over a thousand meters, tearing open a large area of space, leaving behind a dark curtain, heading straight for the colorful vortex that Mu Jun had nothing to turn into.
"Do you really think I'm just a display?" As Bai Yuan waved the Dragon Scale Death Sword in his hand, a black and white, incomparably huge Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram covered a radius of several thousand meters.
The Taiji Diagram slowly turned, Bibi Dong only felt a blur in front of her eyes, the gigantic scythe that was thousands of meters long she swung, unexpectedly hit the open space that was diametrically opposite to the colorful vortex.
Under this blow, the ground was directly split into a road tens of thousands of meters long and tens of meters wide. Ordinary people could not see the bottom at all, but could only see a pitch-black hole.
Under such a terrifying blow, I don't know how many hundred, thousand, or even ten thousand-year-old plant-like soul beasts died. It was really a fight between gods and immortals, and the trees that could not run suffered.
If it wasn't for Gu Yuena who had driven away the soul beasts in the dark, how many soul beasts would have died with this blow.
"What kind of soul skill is this?" Bibi Dong's expression was extremely solemn, she had never seen such a strange soul skill, it could be reversed so easily, she felt relieved to attack.
No, not right!
Bibi Dong had seen this method before, when she confronted Bai Yuan for the first time, the other party used the super artifact wooden plate that the god king said to use.
The White Emperor in front of him this time.
It actually came out on its own.
Bibi Dong was extremely vigilant.
Even she didn't think she could save Tang San.
"Bai Di, did that sword consume you a lot?" Bibi Dong asked tentatively, shaking the purple sickle tightly in her hand.
Bai Yuan smiled and said, "If you think it's big, then it's big."
The sword just now consumed a lot of Bai Yuan.
That was an unimaginable consumption for a powerhouse at the Title Douluo level.
Even Bai Yuan in the later stage of alchemy can use it at most once.
But in the Five Elements Formation, Bai Yuan's spiritual power is endless.
Come as many times as you want.
It will definitely make Bibi Dong unable to tell the difference between south, east and north.
Without any more words, Bai Yuan chuckled, and swung the Dragonscale Death Sword in his hand again, and the eight long swords on his body flew out along with the sword.
"Four Elephant Sword Formation!"
The eight dragon-scale death swords turned into the four holy beasts of Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu, carrying god-level power, and swooped towards Bibidong!
"Small tricks!" Bibi Dong snorted coldly, the Rakshasa sickle in her hand burst suddenly, turning into nine huge sickles.
Nine evil Rakshasa sickles slashed at the four beasts respectively.
"Boom" with a loud noise.
The four beasts collapsed and turned into eight long swords with slightly cracked handles, but overflowing with a little bit of terrifying death energy, and flew back behind Bai Yuan.
Bai Yuan frowned slightly under the mask, and he felt the crack on the long sword behind him that was about to heal, and he couldn't help but feel heavy.
The gap between a divine weapon and a semi-sacred weapon is indeed huge.
"It seems that it is unlikely that Bibi Dong will be left behind." After Bai Yuan murmured to himself with low eyes, the horizontal sword blocked Bibi Dong between the colorful whirlpools.
(End of this chapter)
"If it wasn't for that immortal Qian Daoliu to stop her, would she really think that she would live long enough to pass on the position of Angel God?" A cold, disdainful voice sounded.
Qian Renxue below couldn't help clenching her fists.
I just feel sad inside.
Although that incident was her father's fault.
But he is also Bibi Dong's flesh and blood after all!
But Qian Renxue thought so, Bibi Dong didn't.
This is like, being raped by an enemy, forced to give birth to the enemy's child, and because of this, parting ways with the one you love.
If it really came to the time of Qian Renxue's life and death, Bibi Dong might be able to save her, but it is impossible to show that she cares about Qian Renxue in front of others.
Hearing the words, Bai Yuan couldn't help sighing, "It's really unlucky for Qian Renxue to have a mother like you."
Bibi Dong's face turned gloomy, and she said in a low voice, with a cold tone: "If this is unlucky, it can only be blamed on her poor reincarnation skills, and she insisted on becoming the daughter of that beast."
Qian Renxue's heart trembled again, even though her nails had just penetrated into her flesh, she didn't realize it, she just stared at the figure emitting a faint purple light all over the blood-red world.
Bai Yuan continued to stall for time and said: "Bibi Dong, in fact, you don't need to impose your hatred for Qian Xunji on Qian Renxue. She is a poor person, and you are also a poor person. You should feel sorry for each other."
Compared to fighting with Bibi Dong.
Bai Yuan thought it would be better to delay the time.
After all, Mu Junwu's spiritual power can be said to be endless in the Five Elements Formation, while Tang San's divine power will run out at a moment.
If Bai Yuan and Bibi Dong were not here.
Mu Junwu can be said to be sure to win!
As soon as these words came out, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong's bodies trembled at the same time, but they quickly calmed down again, as if the previous events were all just hallucinations.
But even so, Qian Renxue couldn't help but feel the last glimmer of hope in her heart, it was the last glimmer of hope for family affection.
Bibi Dong was completely different from Qian Renxue. She sneered and said disdainfully: "Same sickness? You want me to share sickness with that bastard? You want me to share sickness with that bastard's daughter?"
"Bai Di, are you here to joke?"
Qian Renxue was completely stunned, the hope in her heart was completely wiped out by Bibi Dong's cold and heartless words at this moment.
"Am I just an evil seed in her heart?" Qian Renxue murmured to herself extremely unwillingly, and then sighed again, her eyes completely restored to calm.
Bai Yuan's expression did not change at all.
He just wanted to speak and continue talking.
But Tang San's voice suddenly rang out: "Bibi Dong! What are you doing there! My divine power is almost exhausted, why don't you do it!"
Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed slightly, and she suddenly realized that Bai Yuan was actually delaying the time when he chatted with her just now.
Without saying anything, Bibi Dong glanced at the huge colorful vortex beside her, her eyes suddenly turned emerald green.
Not only that, but Bibi Dong's pair of green eyes seemed to have a layer of black like a net, which looked extremely strange.
Following the changes in her eyes, Bibi Dong raised her hand, and a huge purple-black sickle appeared in her hand out of thin air.
Bai Yuan held the pitch-black dragon-scale sword in his hand, pointing the sword point directly at the center of Bibi Dong's eyebrows, behind him were eight semi-divine-level dragon-scale death swords, spinning rapidly like a lotus flower.
"Hmph!" Bibi Dong made an icy voice, and swung the huge scythe in his hand tearing through the space.
A strange scene appeared at this moment.
With the swing of the giant scythe, the part of the purple light that Bibi Dong released earlier in the sky was swept away by the swing of the giant scythe.
In an instant, it condensed into a gigantic purple blade with a length of over a thousand meters, tearing open a large area of space, leaving behind a dark curtain, heading straight for the colorful vortex that Mu Jun had nothing to turn into.
"Do you really think I'm just a display?" As Bai Yuan waved the Dragon Scale Death Sword in his hand, a black and white, incomparably huge Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram covered a radius of several thousand meters.
The Taiji Diagram slowly turned, Bibi Dong only felt a blur in front of her eyes, the gigantic scythe that was thousands of meters long she swung, unexpectedly hit the open space that was diametrically opposite to the colorful vortex.
Under this blow, the ground was directly split into a road tens of thousands of meters long and tens of meters wide. Ordinary people could not see the bottom at all, but could only see a pitch-black hole.
Under such a terrifying blow, I don't know how many hundred, thousand, or even ten thousand-year-old plant-like soul beasts died. It was really a fight between gods and immortals, and the trees that could not run suffered.
If it wasn't for Gu Yuena who had driven away the soul beasts in the dark, how many soul beasts would have died with this blow.
"What kind of soul skill is this?" Bibi Dong's expression was extremely solemn, she had never seen such a strange soul skill, it could be reversed so easily, she felt relieved to attack.
No, not right!
Bibi Dong had seen this method before, when she confronted Bai Yuan for the first time, the other party used the super artifact wooden plate that the god king said to use.
The White Emperor in front of him this time.
It actually came out on its own.
Bibi Dong was extremely vigilant.
Even she didn't think she could save Tang San.
"Bai Di, did that sword consume you a lot?" Bibi Dong asked tentatively, shaking the purple sickle tightly in her hand.
Bai Yuan smiled and said, "If you think it's big, then it's big."
The sword just now consumed a lot of Bai Yuan.
That was an unimaginable consumption for a powerhouse at the Title Douluo level.
Even Bai Yuan in the later stage of alchemy can use it at most once.
But in the Five Elements Formation, Bai Yuan's spiritual power is endless.
Come as many times as you want.
It will definitely make Bibi Dong unable to tell the difference between south, east and north.
Without any more words, Bai Yuan chuckled, and swung the Dragonscale Death Sword in his hand again, and the eight long swords on his body flew out along with the sword.
"Four Elephant Sword Formation!"
The eight dragon-scale death swords turned into the four holy beasts of Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu, carrying god-level power, and swooped towards Bibidong!
"Small tricks!" Bibi Dong snorted coldly, the Rakshasa sickle in her hand burst suddenly, turning into nine huge sickles.
Nine evil Rakshasa sickles slashed at the four beasts respectively.
"Boom" with a loud noise.
The four beasts collapsed and turned into eight long swords with slightly cracked handles, but overflowing with a little bit of terrifying death energy, and flew back behind Bai Yuan.
Bai Yuan frowned slightly under the mask, and he felt the crack on the long sword behind him that was about to heal, and he couldn't help but feel heavy.
The gap between a divine weapon and a semi-sacred weapon is indeed huge.
"It seems that it is unlikely that Bibi Dong will be left behind." After Bai Yuan murmured to himself with low eyes, the horizontal sword blocked Bibi Dong between the colorful whirlpools.
(End of this chapter)
