When the mountains were ravaged and devastated, the spider silk bound the Rakshasa priest, who had already had more breath and less breath, and Bibi Dong walked into the Rakshasa temple step by step.

The eyes were still full of purple red, so thick that it could not be dissolved, and even the temple that should be majestic was contaminated with extreme evil.

"Let's talk about it, why does Yu Xiaogang's waste have anything to do with you?

"The former Spirit Puppet Douluo, Your Excellency Emperor Lin?"

Bibi Dong threw the Rakshasa priest who had already removed the black cloth to the bottom of the steps, and sat down for a long time, looking at the man he had heard of in his childhood with a cold expression.

The Rakshasa priest, or Emperor Lin's baby-like face, flashed with a look of struggle.

"Tell me about it, you can still sacrifice with dignity, or you will know my methods."

Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was extremely flat.

Emperor Lin knew that what this woman said was not a lie, and in her hands, it was a luxury to really die.

As for the sacrifice, it was not something he could decide at all.

Whether it is the Rakshasa god or the woman in front of him, there are means for him to sacrifice himself.

"Why don't I give you a start?

"Emperor Lin, in the internal records of the Martial Soul Palace, you may be even older than the old immortal of Qiandaoliu, at least when Qiandaoliu walked in the soul master realm with the cultivation of the Soul Sect, you were already a soul emperor.

"At that time, you didn't have much reputation, mediocre, if it wasn't for the title later, Wuhun Hall might not have bothered to record such an ordinary person.

"It's also mediocre for you to become a title, without any waves, until the Death God Douluo Walter of the Wuhun Hall came back from a serious injury one day, and the Wuhun Hall knew that the infamous Spirit Puppet Douluo was not simple.

"According to Walter, it was discovered that you were refining other people's souls at that time, so he attacked you, after all, this is an obvious evil soul master's behavior.

"As a result, with a person like Walter, whose reputation is second only to Tang Chen, you were successfully killed after paying the price of staying at ninety-four inches for the rest of your life.

"And you, can you tell me now how you came back to life, how you became a Rakshasa priest, and how did you come up with the idea of stuffing your son's soul into someone else's body?"

Speaking of which, the spider spear behind Bibi Dong had already reached in front of Emperor Lin's eyes, and the purple liquid on it was clearly visible, obviously, it was not that he was afraid that he would be thirsty and give him something to drink.

Emperor Lin closed his eyes, and after being silent for a while, he opened his eyes again, with a bitter smile on his face.

"My talent as a soul master back then was not very good, it was only a third-level innate soul power, but my martial soul was very special, a red puppet.

"Coincidentally, I discovered that my martial soul can absorb the souls of other creatures, and then improve my soul power and cultivation.

"So I began to take the initiative to absorb the souls of animals and others, of course, I didn't dare to be blatant, I knew that this was the behavior of the evil soul master, and the soul master world still knew how much the evil soul master hated me.

"I only dare to absorb the souls of some ordinary people who are already dying, and animals only dare to roam in the wild to absorb them, and even dare not absorb them on a large scale.

"Under this kind of caution, coupled with the fact that few people can detect the soul, I have come to the realm of the title step by step.

"Maybe after becoming a title, I got a little carried away, I was no longer as cautious as before, and began to do something to the soul master.

"Then I was smelled by the dog nose of the Wuhun Palace, and the ending was just like what you said, I died, at least in front of the world.

"After being slain by Walter, my soul was chosen by my god to become a Rakshasa priest."

In this process, Bibi Dong didn't say a word, these are all things she has already guessed.

……

Every god who needs to inherit the throne has a high priest, so how did this high priest come about?

It is not necessary to cultivate oneself from beginning to end, it is just the choice of some gods, and some choose one out of thin air.

For example, Emperor Lin, the priest of the Rakshasa God, was suddenly hit in this way.

Generally speaking, many gods are cultivated by themselves from an early age, and they are chosen as divine examiners, and they can be used as priests if they are not talented enough.

Unless it's really lazy, or something urgent, such as finding a divine examiner, but suddenly finding that you are still short of a priest, or ......

"Are you still reluctant to give up this chess piece?

"Now that the angel god has been resurrected, it is estimated that he has returned to the Martial Spirit Palace, plus variables. We had planned to basically mess up, and it's really useless to keep your chess piece. ”

It was still the god realm that had been cut off a piece, and in the Shura Temple, Shura got up and put on his clothes, looked sideways at the rakshasa on the bed and asked.

This is normal, the so-called gods, they are only relatively strong beings in a sense, and they naturally have the desires of ordinary beings.

Otherwise, where are so many couples?

As a certain time-traveler said, a god who has no desires and no desires, this world, probably does not exist yet.

"After cultivating for so long, how can you say give up and give up?

The rakshasa on the bed replied casually.

"Besides, she's not really useless, it's okay to use it to cause some trouble to the Martial Spirit Palace.

"If there is any danger to my life, it is okay to become a temporary body in my nether."

"Angel gods and blood gods are not simple goods." Shura sighed, turned around and looked at Rakshasa seriously.

The rakshasa on the bed sneered disdainfully: "Tsk, if the two of them are in their prime, I will turn around and leave without saying a word, and I will be stupid if I touch it."

"But the question is, could they be in their heyday?

"One is a remnant soul who has re-emerged for unknown reasons, and the other is a crippled soul who needs to be reincarnated to be resurrected.

"That's it, I really don't care.

"And aren't you reluctant to give up your container?"

"There's another reason why I don't give up containers."

"A thing that is so wasteful that it can't be done, there is a fart reason, in the final analysis, it's not that it's still reluctant to put in the water like this."

"Forget it, whatever you want."

Shura looked at the disdainful Rakshasa and sighed, too lazy to argue with this crazy woman. Instead, he continued: "Don't forget the variables, the beacon is killed by the variables.

"Moreover, she has a lot to do with the Martial Spirit Palace."

"Didn't you say that it was just a little girl who occasionally used special means?

"What's there to worry about, I don't believe she'll be able to use her special means this time."

Rakshasa still looked disdainful.

Shura is too lazy to say more, turn around and leave, anyway, the Rakshasa is just possessed by the Nether, and if you eat it, you can get rid of it and come back, there is no big danger, just give it a lesson.

He was now more worried about how to enhance the waste container, once the opportunity to arrange for the container was gone, it would really be an iron waste.

'It's just, how did the container learn to change the martial soul?' ’