Chapter Forty-Three: Divine War! (Ask for follow-up)
In front of the Pope's Palace, looking at Bibi Dong who walked out, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Su Cheng and Qian Lingxue.
Her appearance and temperament have changed greatly, and there is no trace of the nobility and beauty she once had, and there is only a rich and strong chaotic and evil aura emanating from her whole body.
The original white and beautiful face has also become green and fanged, and with the purple armor and the evil purple qi around it, it is simply terrifying.
On both sides of her back, there were also four huge scythes extending from each other, and it was clear at a glance that its power was huge, and the aura it exuded was even stronger than the angelic holy sword in Qian Lingxue's hand.
Qian Lingxue didn't know the truth, but Su Cheng was a little surprised, and said secretly in his heart: "Is the side effect of devouring martial souls and suppressing evil thoughts so big?" ”
Bibi Dong is stronger than Qianrenxue, there is no doubt about it.
But the breath is so strong that it doesn't know how to converge, which obviously doesn't meet Bibi Dong's real level.
In addition, although the Rakshasa God is an evil god, it is normal to have an evil aura, but that trace of madness is extremely dazzling.
With Su Cheng's acumen, he was instantly aware of it.
Suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and this battle added a three-percent chance of victory.
Bibi Dong first glanced at the two people standing in the middle of the square in front of the hall, and then looked around indifferently.
Nonchalantly: "What about people? Where have they gone? ”
At this time, the guards of the Pope's Palace, who were supposed to exist, had long since disappeared.
As soon as the divine thought was released, not only here, but the entire Martial Spirit City was already empty.
Su Cheng put his hands behind his back and stood not far behind Qian Lingxue and did not speak, the current protagonist is obviously not him.
As for the rest of the Wuhun Palace.
The battle between the gods is unmatched in its destructive power. In order to prevent accidents, Qianrenxue had already driven them all away.
But she clearly didn't mean to explain at this point.
His eyes looked directly at Bibi Dong, and he asked sharply, "Bibi Dong, my father, was he killed by you!" ”
Hearing her shouting and questioning, Bibi Dong turned his head and still looked indifferent.
"Yes, of course. Chihiro's body and soul are truly delicious.
"Haha, hahahahahaha......"
As he spoke, Bibi Dong laughed, his voice very sharp, as harsh and terrifying as a night owl.
Su Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, this woman is not crazy.
"Bastard-ass-"
The golden angelic realm was released in an instant, and the flames on the angelic holy sword ignited, emitting a scorching glow.
"Brush—"
Qianrenxue's eight wings opened and appeared in mid-air in a blink of an eye, and at the same time, a dazzling light burst out from her body.
The sword then slashed down diagonally.
The giant blade slashed through the air, carrying scorching flames, bringing up a bitter strong wind, almost enveloping the huge square of nearly 100 meters.
This is the power of the gods' blow!
Seeing a sword coming, Bibi Dong's eyes suddenly turned turquoise, and if he looked closely, there was a layer of thin black lines like a net, which was extremely weird.
Then a huge purple-black scythe appeared out of thin air in her hand.
When he raised his hand, he struck with the Angel Holy Sword.
"Qiang—"
A huge wave of sound spread out.
It can almost burst the eardrum of ordinary people.
Bibi Dong's foothold was instantly covered with dense terrifying cracks, and a large amount of rubble scattered in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, the battle was in one place.
The two figures staggered across the square, each collision provoking a thunderous popping sound.
The storm swept in all directions, bringing up dust and debris from the ground.
Moments later, the two were separated again.
Bibi Dong's expression was a little gloomy, and he glanced at Su Cheng, who was standing not far away watching the battle.
Then the Rakshasa Realm, which was full of extreme malice, quickly expanded outward, instantly suppressing Qianrenxue's Angel Realm.
The huge magic scythe in his hand waved quietly, and the purple blade shadow appeared, slashing at the opponent.
Qian Ling Xue raised her sword and stabbed directly, the divine fire burned, and the last hit hit the blade of Bibi Dong's demon scythe first, interrupting her accumulation.
Bibi Dong's face sank.
It's the kind of weird way that Su Cheng once used.
That was the case in the battle just now.
Because of this, it is clear that her strength is stronger than that of Qianrenxue, but it is always difficult to gain the upper hand in temptation.
The technique that Qian Lingxue used at this time was naturally the method of breaking the pulse and renewing qi that Su Cheng had taught her.
Some time ago, Su Cheng had studied her divine body after her promotion.
Although he has become a god, he is still a human being in essence, and there has been no change in the body structure, meridian distribution, etc., which also means that the method of interrupting the pulse and renewing qi is still effective even if it reaches the god level.
However, at this time, Bibi Dong was obviously on guard.
This blow was only half a false move.
I saw that the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in her hand suddenly burst, turning into nine huge scythes, slashing at thousands of snow in all directions!
At the last moment, the eight wings behind Qianyue suddenly opened, and then closed in front of him in an instant, blocking the attacking magic sickle in an extremely thrilling way.
But even so, the figure was instantly cut back dozens of meters.
Pieces of white feathers flew, and golden blood dripped from the wings, and then burned in mid-air.
Qianyue also had palpitations at the moment.
The ease with which she fought before made her feel a little careless.
If it weren't for the blessing of the external soul bone just now, she would definitely be deeply injured at this time.
Seeing that this blow had not worked, Bibi Dong couldn't help frowning.
But she clearly won't give her opponent a breather and quickly keep up with the attack.
The purple-black Rakshasa realm and the golden angel realm were entangled with each other, leaving behind a large number of golden flames and purple blade shadows exuding an ominous aura in both the sky and the ground.
In the center of the battlefield, Qianyue silently resisted Bibi Dong's powerful offensive.
At this time, her sword style already had Su Cheng's three-percent charm.
Coupled with the technique of breaking the pulse and renewing the qi, at least in the head-on confrontation, it helped her regain a little bit of the situation.
The two fought like this for dozens of rounds, and for a while they felt a little evenly matched.
However, at this moment, the eight-handled Rakshasa Demon Scythe on Bibi Dong's back suddenly flew out, merged with the Demon Scythe in his hand, and immediately flew into the air.
The surging purple-black light erupted in an instant, and powerful evil thoughts spread their teeth and claws in the air like heavenly demons.
At the same time, those black and purple blade shadows generated when the two were entangled in the battle just now also converged with them.
Everything happened in an instant, so that Qianyue didn't have the slightest time to react.
The giant scythe swung down, condensing into a giant purple blade hundreds of meters long, so powerful that Qian Lingxue's pretty face turned slightly pale, and her reaction was a beat slower.
Not only is it extremely powerful, but it's also extremely fast.
It was so fast that the angel wings behind her couldn't shelter her.
I saw the shadow of the blade coming.
A figure stood in front of her at this moment.
The giant blade slashed through the chest.
In the blink of an eye, the figure was knocked hundreds of meters away by this powerful blow, and crashed into the edge of the square of the Papal Palace, which had long been in ruins.
100,000 Years Soul Bone Skill: Ember Burning.
Burn all your soul power, so that your all-round strength can instantly increase dozens of times, and you can only use it once a month.
But this is not an ordinary 100,000-year soul bone technique.
Even the most powerful 100,000-year soul bone technique is not qualified to intervene in a battle of this level.
Su Cheng blew up that 100,000-year-old soul bone!
The true fire of the sun on the Angelic Sword dimmed.
Qian Lingxue's mind went blank for an instant.
His eyes stared blankly at the dilapidated figure in the distance.
As the divine fire was extinguished, the cold wind of deep winter swept through, and the temperature returned to the cold that froze to the bone marrow.
Snowflakes fell in the sky at some point.
At this time, not only Qianrenxue, but even Bibi Dong was stunned and did not take this opportunity to continue attacking.
She didn't think about killing Qianyue at all, she just wanted to defeat her.
After this blow, Qian Lingxue was only hit hard at most.
But that man, if he received this blow, was sure to die.
Su Cheng sat under a broken wall, the wall behind him was full of cracks and crumbling, and the marble floor under him was also smashed out of a deep pit.
At this point, his right leg disappeared, and blood came out of his mouth.
Bibi Dong was right.
If he is struck by this, he will surely die.