Chapter 881 Angels and Rakshasa

How is this possible?

How is this possible!

Why Poseidon? How could it be him? !

Hadn't he already traveled far into the depths of the universe? Why was he brought back by Bibi Dong, who should have been dead for a long time?

Still a corpse! !

...Yes, yes, there is him, the newly appointed Shura God!

He had obviously traveled to a distant place a long time ago, and no one knew where they were.

Why now, it reappeared in front of him in such a miserable and miserable state.

It was the woman who should no longer be alive in the world, the woman he regarded as his mortal enemy. It was she who personally brought the dying Shura God and the former Poseidon, who was already a corpse, back to him!

Bibi Dong, Bibi Dong!

Why her, how could it be her?

How could she still be alive?

How could she still be alive? !

"These two annoying guys ran really far away. It took me a lot of time to catch them."

The woman's cold voice came, still so contemptuous and condescending, without losing the calmness, elegance, majesty and luxury of the superior.

Her cold tone sounded like she was telling a very ordinary story.

But when her eyes fell on the lost blood-red figure below, the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up. There was an unconcealable morbid madness on that face, as well as the joy of getting revenge.

All kinds of emotions were twisted together, making her supposedly beautiful face look quite ferocious.

And this is worthy of her divine name.

It is actually the appearance of a Rakshasa!

"Speaking of which, I have to thank you, Tang San."

She laughed loudly, and her laughter gradually became shrill and shrill, as if she wanted to laugh all her insides out until she vomited. Only in this way could she show how happy and excited she was now.

"If it weren't for the shred of Shura power I stole from you, how could I have reached this point - easily killing Poseidon, capturing Shura God alive, crawling back from the depths of hell like an evil ghost, and starting all over again? In front of you?"

And what she said immediately made Tang San raise his head in astonishment, and met her sarcastic eyes.

"So the two of them will end up in this situation, Tang San——

"It's all thanks to you!"

In an instant, I fell into long-lasting memories.

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The red blood sword rushed towards Bibi Dong with an invincible force, but facing this blow that could easily kill a first-level god, Bibi Dong showed no fear and instead laughed loudly.

She raised her hands as if seeking death, making a defenseless hug, and watched helplessly as the red bloody sword pointed directly at her heart.

The purple-black mist in her hands suddenly brightened, and a mysterious purple rune suddenly appeared on the path of the red blood sword. It was a little shaky, but it still firmly blocked the tip of the sword that was about to pierce Bibi Dong's heart.

The red-black light on the red blood sword immediately became entangled with the purple-black light.

But the rune that blocked the blood sword remained unmoved at all and remained in a state that seemed to be about to collapse.

But it just doesn't break.

Tang San, whose thoughts were twisting and turning, put his hands back to his sides with a solemn expression. He was also surprised when he saw that Bibi Dong was undefended against his god-king-level attack. But when the purple rune appeared and blocked his attack, he didn't feel any surprise in his heart. Instead, he felt that it should be so.

But the next moment, something even more surprising happened to him, because the purple rune that looked shaky but had been in a stalemate with the red blood sword suddenly shattered and disappeared at this moment.

The red blood sword had no obstruction and pierced directly into Bibi Dong's heart, and then quickly disappeared.

As the initiator of the attack, Tang San naturally understood that the red sword did not disappear, but completely integrated into Bibi Dong's body, shattering all the meridians in her body in an instant, and also His soul was completely chopped into pieces - this was the reason why his attack could directly kill a first-level god.

But this shouldn't be the case, because the time the purple rune bought Bibi Dong just now was enough for her to take many countermeasures, such as running away quickly to avoid the lock of the red blood sword.

But Bibi Dong did nothing and was hit by the red blood sword. Her vitality was taken away with the disappearance of the red blood sword.

And just when Tang San felt confused and restless about this, he saw another scene that almost made him suffocate.

Bibi Dong, who was about to lose her life, slowly raised her right hand, and on the fingertips of her right hand, there was a blood-red light that Tang San felt extremely familiar, like mist on each of Bibi Dong's fingers. Tip flow.

No matter how much he cried out in his heart that it was impossible, Tang San had to admit the fact that his Shura divine power was absorbed by Bibi Dong.

But what's the use?

She is already dying. Even if she absorbs his Shura power, what's the use?

Bibi Dong stared obsessively at the trace of blood-red Shura power flowing through her fingertips, and her face that turned green and fanged revealed a look of extreme satisfaction.

Even though her vitality has been almost completely cut off.

"Finally...this moment, finally..."

She murmured silently, and finally laughed wildly, and her body fell weakly downwards.

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"It turns out... since then you..."

Tang San seemed to suddenly discover some shocking truth, his whole body was in a trance and slowly murmured.

"No wonder you didn't resist at all... No wonder you didn't fight me with all your strength..."

She has been waiting.

Wait for yourself to lose the patience to be entangled, and give up using the posture of the sea god to engage in a meaningless fight with her where the outcome is unclear.

Wait for yourself to actively switch to the unrivaled Shura God position.

Waiting for the moment when he reveals the power of God Shura.

"No wonder you just resisted so briefly... No wonder... No wonder..."

Some of what she did.

All for that little bit of Shura divine power stolen between life and death...

Everything is calculated.

Everything is arranged.

He has always been the one being calculated.

"Thanks to your Asura divine power, I have made up for the shortcomings of the Rakshasa God. I was able to use your killing power to break through the boundaries of the first-level gods. From now on, I no longer fear the restraint of your Asura divine power. But... "

When she said this, she sneered and snorted.

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"Come on, Tang San.

"They are also gods that represent killing. Your Shura God is a just frontal killing, but I can only be an evil massacre...

"Why, they are just murderous people, and they all come from such a filthy place as the Killing City. Why can you get a good name and be superior to me?

"So now you are showing such a sad expression, who do you want to show it to?"

The sarcasm comes right out of the mouth.

"Are you disgusted or ashamed?"

Tang San immediately came out of his trance and stared at Bibi Dong in the sky quite angrily.

Immediately grasp the Shura Sword in your hand.

"Bibi Dong, you kill the Gods of the God Realm at will and ignore the authority of the God Realm's law enforcers and God Kings. The God Realm cannot tolerate your lawless existence and slaughter of your colleagues. You are simply unforgivable!"

Bibi Dong couldn't help laughing when she heard his accusation.

"I massacred my colleagues? What about you? When you attacked me and the Angel God, and killed me with your Shura Sword, what should you do?"

She laughed more and more crazily, more and more hysterically.

"Tell me, what crime did I commit at that time? What crime did I commit?!"

Then he suddenly raised his hand, and an evil and strange purple-red light shot out, approaching Tang San like a shooting star.

Tang San turned pale with fright, and in a hurry he had to raise his sword and block it in front of him.

The purple-red light erupted on the sword, scattering a mist of the same color and rolling into a mushroom cloud.

The huge impact knocked Tang San far away in one stroke.

Bibi Dong's expression returned to indifference, holding the scythe and walking down from the air step by step. Every time he took a step, his posture was so calm and unhurried, and he was obviously wearing a ferocious armor, but he still gave people a sense of elegance and dignity.

Until it was at the same height as where Tang San was.

And such a contrast makes people panic from the bottom of their hearts.

Because that's real madness!

She didn't pay attention to Tang San, who had finally stabilized his figure, but looked coldly at Qian Renxue, whose pupils were shaking.

Looking at her in platinum armor, Bibi Dong didn't hide her appraising and disgusting eyes at all. Then she suddenly tilted her head and snorted, saying in a mean tone: "After all these years, she's still so useless!"

Qian Renxue: "..."

Bibi Dong kept talking and looked at her coldly with eyes that became more and more disgusting.

"You're a genius with an innate soul power of level 20, but you can't compare to Tang San every time. Just now, you were pressed down and beaten by that guy again, every move was weak and weak... I don't know, I thought you liked him. Show mercy to him!"

Qian Renxue: "..."

Listening to this woman's cynicism, Qian Renxue's emotions finally changed from shock and disbelief at the beginning to calmness and relief now.

She even couldn't help but want to laugh, but in the end she suppressed it with her powerful facial muscle control.

Because this woman...

She is still the same.

So she finally nodded to Bibi Dong and said calmly, "It'll be good if you come back."

The chattering woman was caught off guard and choked, as if the pause button had been pressed.

Then she turned her head and snorted again, and then said a little bit crazy: "It's so annoying!"

Qian Renxue also turned her head away and stopped looking at her.

But the corners of his lips still curled up after all.

Then I thought of the blue-haired young man.

This so-called "anniversary gift".