Chapter 167: Rakshasa's Trial and the Fall of the Angel's Throne, Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King (4K)

"So that's how it is..."

Ling Bai's golden eyes were surging. He listened to Bibi Dong's story about the battle between the two gods and knew the source of his abilities. At this moment, his heart was filled with boundless waves.

Bibi Dong's red lips curled slightly, and her hollow purple high heels swayed slightly: "You are lucky. If it weren't for the active fusion of the Angel Holy Sword, you would have died in the middle of the night when you were abandoned by your parents.

After accepting Xue'er's Angel Holy Sword and my Rakshasa Demon Scythe, the blood flowing in your body is no longer inferior, but the blood of the angels and Rakshasa gods, twin god-level martial spirits, and a unique monster in Douluo Continent.

Little guy, you inherited the blood of the angels and Rakshasa gods, and you are the child of our mother and daughter. With so many favors, you should do something for us.

Find the descendant of the sacred angel lineage and bring her to Jialing Pass."

Ling Bai thought After a moment, he slowly raised his head and looked directly at Bibi Dong's gorgeous face, and said: "Your Holiness, your request is not difficult to do, but I am a little curious. You are obsessed with finding the Holy Angel. What do you want to do with her?"

"What..."

Bibi Dong looked up at the white dome of the Pope's Palace, feeling lost: "In these ten thousand years, I have thought of Xue'er countless times, and regretted countless times that I didn't treat her better back then. It was not until the Shura Sword, the separation of life and death, that I heard that mother.

Xue'er is gone, I will never repay her, I can only make some compensation to the descendants of the child she chose."

People always know how to cherish after losing, Ling Bai understood in his heart.

"I understand, I will find the Holy Angel."

"It's best to come at level 70 or 90, so that my compensation can be maximized."

"Okay."

Ling Bai nodded, and suddenly felt a force coming from his hand, which was the hand that had held Xue Di before, but Xue Di didn't care about the details of holding hands, she was sending a signal.

Don't forget the business.

Ling Bai received the signal, hooked his fingers and tapped the back of Xue Di's cool hand, signaling her to stay calm, and then turned to Bibi Dong and said:

"Your Highness, you can be resurrected by relying on the Rakshasa God Position to absorb the evil thoughts of heaven and earth. If you lose the Rakshasa God Position, will it affect you?"

"No, I have stabilized my soul." Bibi Dong said casually, "In fact, the Rakshasa God Position is very limited to me now. I am bound by the power of Shura and have no possibility of becoming a god again."

"Then, I want to inherit your Rakshasa God Position and recast the damaged Angel God Position. What do you think?"

The Pope's Palace was silent for a long time. The Death Prison Bone Dragon lowered his breathing sensibly, fearing that it would break the silent atmosphere. Xue Di held Ling Bai's hand and clenched it subconsciously, and the veins on the back of his white hand were exposed.

The previous generation of Rakshasa God was within reach, and Xue Di really saw Ling Bai's hope of becoming a god. She had failed to condense the second soul core and was driven to the deepest despair. Finally, she agreed to cooperate with humans to achieve the status of a god. When everything finally changed, she was eager to grasp that ray of light.

Bibi Dong glanced at the three figures in the center of the hall, without leaving a single glance for the Death Prison Bone Dragon. She passed by Xue Di, whose body was trembling slightly with excitement, and then stayed on Ling Bai for a long time, her golden eyes glowing with molten red seemed to be burning.

"I like your eyes very much, because I can see the ambition of the prairie fire in them, which makes me feel that as long as I refuse, you dare to show your fangs to bite and plunder."

"Your Holiness is overthinking. You are the predecessor and I am the successor. There is no reason for the successor to seize the predecessor's throne."

"Really?" Bibi Dong smiled without commenting, "You may think so, but the Ice and Snow Girl beside you may not. I have seen many interesting stories in the God Realm through the Rakshasa God Position.

For example, the God Realm clearly stipulates that soul beasts can never become gods, but for eternal life and divine power, soul beasts can do anything, such as the sacrifice of the soft bone rabbit and the sacrifice of the blue bull python Titan giant ape.

It is normal to just rob the throne."

Hearing this, the look in the eyes of the Snow Queen was obscure. If Bibi Dong refused to hand over the throne, for herself and for the future of the extreme northern soul beasts, she would definitely encourage Ling Bai to take action.

"Forget it, there is no need to split us up for the throne." Bibi Dong said, "My era was 10,000 years ago. It is useless to occupy the throne now. It is better to choose you as the successor. After all, I have said that you are also my child."

The jade finger pointed, and a purple-black star gently fell into Ling Bai's brow.

Ling Bai's expression instantly became strange, and the corners of his mouth twitched:

"The first test of the Rakshasa, bring the owner of the Holy Angel Martial Spirit to Jialing Pass, the time limit is ten years, and the reward is 100% Rakshasa affinity, and the Rakshasa throne inheritance is opened.

Is the inheritance of gods so casual..."

"This Pope is the Rakshasa God, how to test I have the final say!"

Bibi Dong's domineering side attracted Ling Bai and Xue Di's sidelong glances.

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Pope."

"Don't give me this, do the things I give you a better job." Bibi Dong hinted.

Ling Bai's free hand quietly made an OK gesture.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. After 10,000 years of propaganda by the Sea God supporters, Bibi Dong, the Rakshasa God, has a bad reputation. She has been called a disaster instigator, a war maniac, an evil god... and hundreds of ugly names.

In case the Holy Angel also thinks she is a sinner of Douluo Continent, Bibi Dong hopes that Ling Bai will beautify her image.

The atmosphere became harmonious again, and Ling Bai continued to ask: "Do you know the whereabouts of the broken angel throne?"

Bibi Dong pursed her lips and said slowly: "Tang San shattered the Angel God's Throne back then. The originally shattered Angel God's Throne was in Xue'er's body. She died in Jialing Pass, and the God's Throne naturally ended up here, and I will protect it on my behalf. .

A thousand years ago, I was using the Rakshasa throne to absorb the evil thoughts of heaven and earth to reshape my body. A soul beast suddenly broke into Jialing Pass, took advantage of my lack of time to clone myself, took away the angel throne and fled far away. "

"Which soul beast is so bold that it even dares to snatch the divine throne?" Ling Bai was surprised, "Emperor Tian, ​​Evil Emperor, Demon Emperor?"

The only ones he could think of were the top two super beasts among the top ten beasts and the ocean overlord, the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King.

"No, the name of that soul beast is the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat Emperor."

"It sounds a bit familiar. It seems to be the spirit beast that lurked in the Slaughter City ten thousand years ago and controlled the ninety-ninth-level titled Douluo Tang Chen to become the King of Slaughter. Wasn't it killed by Tang San?"

"You know quite a lot."

Bibi Dong tapped the Pope's throne rhythmically with her fingers and said coldly: "The Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat Emperor is the guardian soul beast of the previous Rakshasa God. Its status in the Killing City is similar to that of the Great White Shark, the demon soul of the sacred beast of Poseidon Island. King, is much stronger, otherwise it would not be able to control Tang Chen.

The blood-red nine-headed bat emperor has an innate soul skill, which is rebirth with blood.

Tang San didn't kill it completely. After being reborn, the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat Emperor lurked in the old site of the Slaughter City, absorbing the skyrocketing sea of ​​blood to grow, and its cultivation grew rapidly. "

Ling Bai smiled helplessly, this was Tang Sanzheng's job again. The snow-colored swan kiss of the fairy grass inspired the blood sea to continuously grow under the killing city. The blood sea swallowed the killing city, and in the end it all benefited the blood-red nine-headed bat emperor.

Bibi Dong then recounted the past: "In just a few thousand years, the nine-headed blood-red bat emperor broke through several catastrophes in succession. It was too impatient and overestimated its own bloodline. It found that it could not break through seven even if it tried its best. After the 100,000-year catastrophe, the idea of ​​a divine throne came up.

The blood-red nine-headed bat emperor knew that I was dead, so it came to Jialing Pass to look for the Rakshasa God's throne. It didn't expect that I actually came back from the dead, and the Rakshasa God's throne still belonged to me.

The god to whom the guardian soul beast is enshrined is absolutely restrained. The blood-red nine-headed bat emperor did not dare to attack its master at all, but it discovered Xueer's broken angel throne and took the opportunity to kidnap her..."

"pity……"

Ling Bai and Snow Emperor sighed in unison.

Bibi Dong's tone was cold: "The Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat Emperor is an evil soul beast that swallows the blood of living creatures. In today's era, his ability is called the ultimate blood. His control over blood is unparalleled in the world, and he is also good at spiritual attacks.

If you want to recast the angelic throne, then the blood-red nine-headed bat emperor is the enemy you must face.

Its soul ring and soul bone are of great benefit to the Spider Emperor martial soul I bestowed upon you. That beast dared to take away Xue'er's divine position, and he just happened to kill it at the same time. "

Ling Bai nodded repeatedly and asked a crucial question: "Where is the bloody nine-headed bat emperor's territory?"

Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow: "I can't leave Jialing Pass. You can find it yourself. I guess it may be the former site of the Killing City, which is the most suitable place for it."

"knew."

"Okay, let's leave Jialing Pass. I hope you can bring the people I want to see when we meet next time."

Bibi Dong waved her hand, and the door of the Pope's Palace suddenly opened, revealing six embarrassed-looking worshipers of the Wuhun Palace. Including the seriously injured Qianjun Jiangmo, each of the six priests stretched their heads on the door and listened to the corner.

"I...I didn't eavesdrop."

Golden Crocodile Douluo coughed lightly and straightened his clothes: "Come on, let us old guys see you off."

The six major worshipers surrounded Ling Bai and left. Along the way, they asked questions about whether the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect treated him well and whether there were any forces in the Douluo Continent targeting him. They named Tang Sect and Shrek Academy.

After hearing that everything was going well for Ling Bai, Golden Crocodile Douluo was still worried and escorted him to Jialing City. When they parted, he raised a fist as big as a vinegar bowl and told Ling Bai:

A few old guys can't leave here, but if Ling Bai encounters danger, he can find a way to lure him to Jialing City. They will let the visitors know what the remaining power of Wuhun Palace is!

The figures of the six great worshipers gradually faded away, and Ling Bai sighed slightly. After ten thousand years, the worshipers of Wuhun Palace still care about the Seraphim. This is all the wealth accumulated by the sages.

After a moment, he felt something struggling in his hand, and when he looked sideways, he happened to meet the Snow Emperor's knife-like eyes.

"How does it feel?"

The tone was cold, as if a cold wind from the far north was blowing.

"It feels warm to the touch, cool and tender, like the finest jade."

Emperor Xue was very annoyed, why did you really comment on it, and then he pulled away.

"It's really hard to find a chance to hold your hand for a while." Ling Bai was quite sorry. Ice Sky Snow Girl was born with ice skin and snowy skin, and Snow Emperor's skin was the best among women.

The Snow Emperor was speechless and choked, and after a long time he said quietly: "Have you held hands few times? And you have held hands for a long time, from the Pope's Palace to now."

"Then just a little longer, today we have solved the big trouble in your mind and mine. No matter what the ending of the Angel God's throne is, at least we have obtained the Rakshasa God's throne.

Have a drink to celebrate? "

Ling Bai stretched out his hand to invite Snow Emperor. Snow Emperor glared at him, but gently placed his palm on it, which meant that his wish was granted.

At night, dressed in white clothes, the snow is better than the snow, and three thousand green hairs are like waterfalls. The Snow Emperor's eyebrows are gleaming, and the smile on the corner of his lips is relieved, and he softly says:

"I am happy today, and I will make an exception to satisfy you.

In a month or two, when you break through to Soul Saint and hand over the soul ring to you, I can learn to maintain my health and play chess like Yi Lao.

You didn't lie to me in the Far North. You accepted the test from Luosha. Your road to becoming a god has become stable. The people of the Far North are entrusted to you in the future. I don't have to bear the pressure anymore..."

"You are also a soul beast of the Far North. Should I include you in the soul beasts entrusted to me?"

"Greedy."

Snow Queen rebuked lightly, but the arc of her red lips could not be suppressed. She looked up at the boundless starry sky with a distant gaze.

They walked very slowly, like ordinary people taking a walk. Ling Bai first found the battlefield with Qianjun Jiangmo and used the Angel Realm to clear the traces of Snow Queen and Death Prison Bone Dragon. Then he went into a decent restaurant, ordered some special food from Jialing City, and toasted with Snow Queen to celebrate the great victory in the road to becoming a god.

"Click--"

Ling Bai found something strange in the storage soul guide and took out a white jade bracelet that was broken in half.

"What's wrong? "

The Snow Queen cast her eyes over, the goblet between her green fingertips filled with mellow red liquid.

"It's okay, the twin soul guides are broken, someone from the Xingluo Empire sent me a signal."

...

Jialing Pass.

After the six great priests sent Ling Bai away, they all dispersed, but Golden Crocodile Douluo knocked on the door of the Pope's Palace alone.

The door opened, Bibi Dong saw Golden Crocodile Douluo, and asked directly: "Golden Crocodile, why are you looking for me alone?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo took out a ball of dancing flames, the flames were transparent gold like glass, releasing a pure sacred breath, and six-winged light and shadows appeared from time to time in the flames.

"He said that he would definitely do what he promised, I hope this can comfort you a little. "

Golden Crocodile Douluo carefully lifted the flame, and the flame seemed to sense something, turning into a small six-winged angel, and fell into Bibi Dong's palm obediently.

Bibi Dong sat quietly on the Pope's throne, and her eyes were stunned for a moment when she looked at the little angel. Ten thousand years ago, the six-winged angel was her midnight nightmare, but ten thousand years later, it was her eternal obsession.

A purple halo rippled from Bibi Dong's body, and the originally glorious Pope's Palace suddenly became gray, with a broken sky, and pits on the ground. A purple figure was nailed to the ground by a blood-red long sword. White bones lay quietly in the wild, most of them Broken.

"She is a smart and careful child..."

The figure pinned by the long sword slowly spoke. It was Bibi Dong. The figure high above the Pope's throne was all an illusion. This was her true state, a miserable loser under the Shura Sword.

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked around and saw densely packed imperial soldiers standing in front. They had long been dead, and their remaining obsessions were resurrected by the evil power of Rakshasa. They raised their heads, their expressions were so angry and unwilling.

Bibi Dong said lightly: "Golden Crocodile, you must have heard it from the corner. He wants to recast the angel throne, so you, the worshiper, and thousands of soldiers, all the Rakshasa resurrected people's fate is doomed."

Golden Crocodile Douluo opened his arms and laughed:

"To be a corner of the angel throne...

It is a great honor for us!"