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In the deep and dark space, the rolling dark red clouds lingered overhead, they floated low as if they could be touched by reaching out, and the feeling of heaviness was very depressing.

Thick inky red clouds covered the entire sky, and thunder snakes swam among the clouds, bursting with bright flashes from time to time.

The land in the mysterious space looks very barren, the terrain is undulating, the earth is exposed to the air, there are no trees and grasses full of life, there are only charred tree remains and messy scattered white corpse remains, and there are gurgling and flowing blood-colored streams.

And at a certain moment, the entire secret realm space suddenly trembled.

"Ah!!h

A scream that pierced the eardrums echoed through the dead silence, the rubble on the ground began to tremble wildly, and the clouds above the sky began to roll and surge.

The entire space began to be filled with dark purple evil gas and dark red murderous aura rising out of nowhere, and these things that could only be perceived by feeling in the past condensed into substance.

As if they had received a calling, they began to gather towards the middle of the mysterious space, and wisps of evil and murderous aura seemed to have spiritual intelligence, excited and active, and finally landed on a figure.

The ornate robe had lost its former brilliance at this moment, and it looked gray in this dark space, and her noble temperament and beautiful face had disappeared without a trace at this moment, becoming hideous and crazy.

No one would associate the person in front of him with Bibi Dong, the original Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace.

His fair and delicate skin turned blue-gray, looking like a green brick that had been gloomy for many years, and his delicate and beautiful face was not only blue-gray, but also covered with dark purple magic patterns, destroying the original beautiful artistic conception completely.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Bibi Dong was panting with her head down at the moment, her teeth clenched as if she was in great pain, and the beads of sweat on her forehead were gurgling.

The dark purple evil qi and the dark red murderous qi entered the body, and Bibi Dong's body began to outline one after another magic patterns, dense magic patterns covered the entire body, and her momentum also began to grow rapidly.

"Click!"

The sound of a cloth cracking suddenly sounded, and I saw that the papal robe behind Bibi Dong suddenly cracked, and then eight spider scythes like huge scythes drilled out of it, which looked very similar to Tang San's eight spider spears.

"Very good, very good."

A faint voice sounded out of nowhere in the deep space.

His eyes moved slightly, and then slowly opened, and Bibi Dong's eyes were gray-white eyes, and there was a hint of crimson hidden in the depths, which seemed to be full of dead silence.

She glanced faintly at the sky, then withdrew her gaze.

"Is this god-level power?"

Bibi Dong muttered to herself, at this moment she could feel an abundant power in her body, this feeling was very different from her before.

"Of course, this is god-level power, but it's still a lot worse than a first-level god, and the foundation is not something that can be possessed casually."

The faint voice continued to sound, answering Bibi Dong's doubts.

The doubts on Bibi Dong's face disappeared instantly, turning into a cold color, and she asked herself towards the nothingness of no one, "What is your purpose?" ”

"The purpose? I'm just choosing my heir, what purpose can I have......"

The voice continued to sound, and there was a hint of mockery in the flat voice, which made Bibi Dong's brows furrow involuntarily.

A hand touched the position of his chest, and Bibi Dong said coldly: "I won't let you succeed." ”

"Perhaps......"

Bibi Dong got up and looked at the lifeless space in front of him, with a touch of disgust in his eyes, fortunately, this was the last time.

She stretched out her hand and swiped it casually, and the space in front of her suddenly tore a spatial crack of equal height, and she stepped into the void filled with terrifying turbulence and powerful spatial pressure without hesitation.

And the next moment, she appeared at the entrance of the Rakshasa Secret Realm hidden under the Martial Spirit Mountain.

The thick evil aura on her body permeated out, making the residents of the entire Martial Spirit City feel uncomfortable, and they couldn't help but look at the Martial Spirit Mountain in surprise, only to feel that the divine light emanating from the top of the mountain was much dimmer.

At the top of the Holy Mountain, Qiandaoliu's gaze suddenly froze, and then he shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect to let her take a step ahead, but Xue'er is also ...... faster."

Looking at the icon of the angel god, there was a soft color in Qiandaoliu's eyes.

"Cher, I hope you can cheer up in the future."

Then, he slowly sat down in front of the Angel Icon, continuing to provide soul power and vitality support for maintaining the inheritance secret realm, if anyone can see a person's vitality, they can find that at this moment, the life of the thousand streams has come to an end like a burning candle.

And Bibi Dong also seemed to feel something, but there was no emotional fluctuation on his face.

……

At Lingyun Pass, several figures in retreat opened their eyes suddenly, with solemnity on their faces, and hurriedly walked out of the pass and gathered towards the City Lord's Mansion.

After a while, several people met and sat down.

"You feel it, right?" In the first sentence after the meeting, Zhao Xuan asked.

"Hmm!"

Tang San, Hermione, and Ma Hongjun nodded in unison, all with different colors on their faces.

"That's supposed to be Bibi Dong, right?"

Tang San's eyes flickered, and from the evil aura that had erupted just now, he felt a very familiar smell of killing.

"There should be no one but her, it seems that she has finally come to that realm one step ahead of us."

Zhao Xuan let out a long sigh, this news was not good news for them, but now they were not without resistance.

Zhao Xuan glanced at the few people in front of him, his face was slightly relaxed, there were three inheritors of the gods, Bibi Dong, the new god, was not too difficult to deal with, the strength of several people may not have reached the realm of the gods, but the power of several people had changed in the direction of the gods, if he was the main and a few people were supplemented, it was not too difficult to deal with Bibi Dong.

"It's just that in addition to Bibi Dong, there are still a few places that need our attention, such as Qianrenxue and Qiandaoliu, who haven't appeared for a long time, one of them is also likely to inherit the god of angels, and in addition, the evil god may not only be the god of death......"

"What do you mean?"

After several people glanced at each other, Tang San asked.

Zhao Xuan pondered for a moment, and then looked directly at several people: "When my divine mind broke through the ninety-ninth level, I felt the gaze of several pairs of eyes, not only the aura of the Rakshasa God and the God of Death, but also some more subtle aura lurking. ”

"How good are they? Did you sense it out? ”

Hermione's pale golden eyes flashed as she asked.

"It shouldn't have been restored to the god level, otherwise they wouldn't still be lurking."

"Don't worry too much, our progress is not slow, I just let everyone be mentally prepared when I say it."

"It's a pity that there is too little time to provide us with growth...... "I want to talk about "Douluo's Strange Number" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~