If You Don't Become My Disciple, Will Your Worldview Collapse, Girl? (4000 Words Long Chapter)

The Bibi Dong in front of him was completely different from before, and it could even be said that they were completely different.

The two of them faced each other for a long time, until ten seconds passed, the forbidden hand effect wore off, Wukong regained his original momentum, and Bibi Dong's face improved a little.

"Did you play too much?" Wukong looked down at Bibi Dong, who was slumped on the steps, trembling all over, and sweating profusely, but he felt a little sorry for Bibi Dong in his heart.

Her life was already hard enough. She was hurt by her most respected teacher, her most beloved left her, and she gave birth to a daughter who made her extremely resentful, and finally ended up like that.

Thinking of this, Wukong frowned, slowly flew down and helped Bibi Dong, who was sitting on the ground.

At this time, Bibi Dong's eyes no longer had the majesty of the queen before, but were completely filled with fear and admiration for a thing.

There was no way, because at this time, Bibi Dong had only respect and admiration for the concept of God, and fear.

Then suddenly one day, a young man who was threatened by her and wanted to kill her, burst out with a force that was ten thousand times stronger than her own, and told her "You hurt a god."

What a painful realization this must be.

"What does he want to do?" Seeing Wukong suddenly restrain his breath and fly towards her to help her up, Bibi Dong's pretty face turned cold: "Does he want to kill me?"

The two were close to each other. After Wukong helped her up, he carefully observed Bibi Dong's facial expression and could see: "This girl is really scared."

However.

Looking at a person who was once extremely arrogant, noble and gorgeous, now standing in front of her, the only thing left was panic and uneasiness. This feeling is actually quite refreshing.

After standing up again, Bibi Dong quickly pushed Wukong away, knelt on one knee, gritted her teeth and said in a trembling voice: "God! I shouldn't have the intention to kill you!"

Bibi Dong's tone sounded very unconvinced, but she had to blurt it out.

"I can't die!" Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, very reluctantly: "This damn Qian family has not been retaliated! I can't die!"

Bibi Dong's heart burst out with a strong desire to survive. Bibi Dong, who had come into contact with gods, certainly knew the power and arrogance of gods.

It would be strange if this guy didn't get angry after what she did to him just now.

Bibi Dong started to beg for mercy as soon as she knelt down. This was not because she had no ambition, but the pressure that Wukong had just erupted was too great, even stronger than the pressure of the first god she had seen, the Rakshasa God.

This is equivalent to an ordinary person realizing that his opponent is a monster as big as Ultraman, and he is just an unarmed ant with no special abilities. The first reaction of a normal person is either to run away or beg for mercy.

If it were an ordinary first-level or second-level god, Bibi Dong's performance might not be so weak.

She might very strongly bring out her identity as the descendant of the Rakshasa God to suppress the god on the opposite side.

But now she is facing a supreme god who is tens of thousands of times more powerful than the Rakshasa God in terms of a little pressure.

Can this be compared?

The only strange thing is that Bibi Dong could not feel Wukong's breath just now, but now she can clearly feel his soul power fluctuations.

Seeing this, Wukong hurriedly helped her up and comforted Bibi Dong in a very majestic and gentle tone: "You are the queen of the world, you don't have to kneel down to the gods."

"I am not the god of your world. Because I am suppressed by the laws of this world, I can't exert my original power." Wukong clenched his fist and waved it forward.

"But if it is to crush the gods of your world, it would be too easy."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong's heavy heart dropped again.

Oh my God! The power suppressed by the laws of the world is so strong, if there is no law to suppress it... it is simply unimaginable!

"Supreme God, please forgive my ignorance. It's my fault for wanting to kill you." Bibi Dong hurriedly said to Wukong in an apologetic tone.

She couldn't die now. Yu Xiaogang hadn't returned to her side, and the damned Qian family hadn't been avenged.

Seeing Bibi Dong's strong desire to survive, Wukong couldn't help but smile, put away his supreme attitude, and said to Bibi Dong in the tone of a junior: "Since I have come to this world now, I must follow the rules of this world."

"Your Highness, I can join your camp and help you fight against Qian Daoliu's group, but I need the best resources to help me practice, so there's no need for the master-disciple relationship."

Hearing that Wukong was going to help her deal with Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong was more certain of Wukong's identity.

Because it seemed that no one except the high-level people of the Spirit Hall knew that she and Qian Daoliu didn't see eye to eye, and if a junior had to choose, he would definitely choose the elder who had more power. How could he choose Bibi Dong?

"You can declare me as your disciple to the public, but don't do that in private."

Master-disciple relationship? Why choose a master-disciple relationship? With this master-disciple relationship, how can I accept her in the future? I don't want the queen I saved with great effort to fall in love with a loser like Yu Xiaogang again.

As for whether she is a virgin, I can only wait until I recover the true strength of a Super Saiyan and try to break the time and space laws of this world.

As for the time and space tunnel, this kind of thing should also exist.

In Douluo III, wasn't Tang Wulin sent to Douluo Continent by Tang San because of the time and space storm?

Most of the places where space-time turbulence exists are in space-time tunnels, and then they are transferred from the space-time tunnel to the present world.

In other words, the turbulence of time and space will inevitably lead to the existence of a space-time tunnel. At that time, you can enter the time tunnel and go back to 20 years ago.

By that time, Qian Renxue will be killed with super Saiyan strength. Qian Renxue should be a regular figure in the history of Douluo. Even if he is not born to Bibi Dong, a different woman should be able to do it, right?

After hearing Wukong's words, a big stone fell in Bibi Dong's heart.

Seeing that Wukong's attitude was so harmonious, she gradually regained her queenly aura: "Then Supreme God, what kind of resources do you need? Is it a soul ring and a soul bone?"

Although his momentum has recovered, his tone is still that of awe for a creature that is more powerful than him.

Hearing Bibi Dong's tone towards him, Wukong's mouth twitched. Seeing the restored aura of the queen, Wukong secretly complained:

"Come on, it seems that the momentum that just broke out is still too strong."

"I really didn't expect that the shock would be enough to make someone like Bibi Dong respectful."

"But it seems a bit disharmonious that you have regained your momentum and used such a respectful tone. You are simply trying to save face and suffer."

Looking at this scene is equivalent to a domineering tigress standing in front of you with a majestic posture, but the sound it makes is the meow of a kitten. Who can bear this?

"His Majesty the Pope, please don't speak to me in this tone? It's uncomfortable to watch."

"I said that I am a god from other worlds. I came to this world just to experience life and practice. You are the human ruler of this world, so there is no need for me to stand above you."

"Don't use Supreme God when addressing me. Just call me Xiao Sun or Wukong."

Wukong just finished speaking.

"Then it's better to obey orders than to be respectful. Wukong, what kind of training resources do you lack?"

Bibi Dong's voice became as majestic and arrogant as before.

You changed too quickly. How long have you been suppressing it? This is.

"His Majesty the Pope, do you have any fire attribute soul bones here?"

Wukong's childish yet mature voice sounded, which made Bibi Dong feel relaxed and happy. Of course it would be like this for such a handsome guy to stand in front of you and talk to you in a milky voice.

"Of course, but I would like to ask, don't your gods condense soul bones by themselves? I don't mean to offend by this question, it's just a simple question. If you don't want to answer, then forget it."

Bibi Dong looked Wukong up and down, looking at this alien god. Aren't gods supposed to have very powerful power? Why do they have to leave things like soul bones to mortals?

Wukong replied: "Because I am a god from another world and I don't know the way of cultivation in your world."

"Although I am tens of thousands of times more powerful than the gods of your world, my cultivation methods are different. No matter how powerful I am, I cannot master the cultivation system of your world."

"So, I can't condense the soul rings and soul bones of this world."

Good guy, this X is dressed up well! It was clear that he only had temporary power, but now Shunfeng described himself as a god from another world, awesome!

"So that's it." Bibi Dong touched her chin and murmured softly.

"Well Wukong, I now declare you to be my disciple, so let's just see each other as friends in private."

"Okay, His Majesty the Pope," Wukong replied.

Seeing Wukong agreeing so readily, Bibi Dong felt happy. It was great. With the help of Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong already had most of the confidence that she could complete her revenge plan, and now she has Wukong. With the help of an alien god (so shameless), his plan will definitely be taken to the next level.

"Ghost!" Bibi Dong's majestic voice sounded.

The door of the Pope's Palace was pushed open in a hurry, and a dark ghost figure quickly came to the center of the Pope's Palace from the crack in the door. : "What are your orders from His Majesty the Pope?" Ghost Douluo asked.

"Bring the right arm soul bone of the bursting and burning flame." Bibi Dong said to the two guards.

Ghost Douluo was shocked at first when he heard this, and then saw Wukong standing next to Bibi Dong, and thought that the Pope must have recognized this boy as his disciple, otherwise he would not be able to give him such a big deal.

"Yes!" Ghost Douluo took the order and hurried towards the treasure house of Wuhun Palace.

Wukong thought to himself, this right arm soul bone seems to be the original three soul bones that Tang San gave to Ma Hongjun after the Soul Master Competition. It's a pity, now Wukong has to cut off Xiao Hongjun's beard. Ah, if you don't blame me, I blame you for your bad luck.

"Then thank you, Your Majesty the Pope." I thanked Bibi Dong.

"No, this is what it should be. It's my honor to be able to help the gods of other worlds." Bibi Dong smiled at Wukong, and there was a smile on her majestic and luxurious face.

It was also this smile that made Wukong's heart tremble. Oh my god, I never get tired of watching this! I really want to knock him out immediately and take him back to Earth to raise, but this is impossible.

A minute later, Ghost Douluo stepped on the ghost shadow and returned to the Pope's Palace, holding a plate in his hand with a piece of fiery red armor-like item with red stripes on it.

Ghost Douluo said respectfully to Bibi Dong: "His Majesty the Pope has brought his soul bones."

"I know, you go down first." The soul power in his hand was moving slightly, and Bibi Dong dragged the soul bone into his hand.

"Wukong, this is the fire attribute soul bone you want. Although the age is a bit low, with your divine power, you should be able to slowly master the laws of this world and increase the age of this soul bone, right?" Bibi Dong asked.

Wukong pretended to be thoughtful and said to Bibi Dong: "Indeed, I am not too familiar with the laws of this world now, but I will be able to control everything in this world at will in the future!" The last sentence was Wukong's true words.

Looking at the high-spirited momentum of the alien god in front of her, Bibi Dong's heart was already rippled. She knew that there was a real god helping her now.

"Then, I will prepare a yard for you first, and you can absorb it slowly in that yard." Bibi Dong smiled beautifully at Wukong with her flawless face.

Oh~ It's deadly!

"Okay, thank you, Pope Sister."

After hearing this, Bibi Dong immediately retorted: "Don't, you are a god from another world, and you don't know how much older you are than me, please don't tease me."

Wukong's face was dark: "Please, Pope Sister, I am only 18 years old in that world, just an adult, okay?"

This is not Wukong bragging, he is really 18 years old, started learning magic at the age of nine, started performing at the age of 14, and became a world-class magician at the age of 18. He originally had a bright future, but he was plotted to death.

"What? Became a god at the age of 18!" Bibi Dong's beautiful face was covered with a big question mark. You should know that she was the fastest to become a Titled Douluo, even a few years earlier than Tang Hao, and this child became a god at the age of 18. What a genius talent this is!

"Wukong, your talent is really terrifying. With your talent, in a few years, the whole road will remember your name forever." Bibi Dong couldn't help but admire.

"Alas, I'm ranked 5th in the world." Wukong waved his hand and answered shamelessly.

"5th in the world? Is there a god stronger than you in your world?" Bibi Dong asked doubtfully. A god like Wukong is ranked 5th, so what kind of god is stronger than him?

"Yes! There is a muscular man who can turn his hair green and is stronger than me."

"There is also a weird guy with pink body, some holes on his body, and can heal himself infinitely. There is also a bald man with purple and white body, a tail and can turn golden."

"Oh, yes, there is also a purple one, called the God of Destruction, who has the power to destroy everything. No matter what you are, he can destroy it."

Bibi Dong was confused when she heard this. She had heard the name of the God of Destruction when she heard the Rakshasa God introduce the world of gods before: "There is also a God of Destruction in our world, so how can the God of Destruction in your world be different from ours? Which one is stronger? "

Wukong laughed disdainfully when he heard this: "The God of Destruction in this world? He is not even qualified to carry shoes for the God of Destruction in our world. Although Zhou Weiqing is called the God of Destruction, his ability is not even one ten-thousandth of that in our world."

"Even if it is the Dragon God of Creation in your world, he can't be the opponent of Beerus, the God of Destruction in our world."

When Bibi Dong heard this, she felt that her worldview was about to collapse. A god in that world could beat the strongest person in our world. Then, how strong must the strongest person in that world be.

Wukong looked at Bibi Dong like this. Although it was not obvious on the surface, he was actually very happy in his heart. "What do you think, girl? Is your worldview collapsed?"

"The strongest person in our world is called the King of All. He only needs to wave his hand or think about it to destroy all the worlds." Wukong said proudly.

"What! You can destroy all the worlds with just a wave of your hand!" Bibi Dong believed it without a doubt. She didn't believe a god would lie. He could destroy all the worlds with just a wave of his hand. How much cultivation would he have to have? It seems that my vision is still too narrow.

Bibi Dong lamented her own weakness. In the past few years, she thought she had reached the title, and the Douluo level was the strongest in this world.

Until she met the Rakshasa God, this concept was changed.

Now she has met Wukong, who claims to be a Super Saiyan God, and the strongest person in their world, the King of All, can destroy all the worlds with just a wave of his hand. Is this the same existence as us?

"It seems that I am still too weak. Let's not talk about Wukong. Let's go and see the house prepared for you first." Bibi Dong put away her surprised expression and took Wukong to the residential garden in the back hall of the Pope's Palace.