Chapter 172 The decisive battle between Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong! !
However, Qian Daoliu, who was in the air, had a sullen face and did not answer Bibi Dong's question.
He thought to himself: "After all, it's a bit embarrassing that I haven't left a few gourd babies before I personally took action. And if Bibi Dong knew that he wanted to capture all the gourd babies, he would definitely go crazy. ”
But seeing that Bibi Dong could no longer control her emotions, she had no choice but to persuade her.
"What do you want to do? This is Wuhun City. I just want to control the escaped Calabash Boys. After all, these Calabash Boys are very good at causing trouble. Don't you want to?"
"You are the Pope of Wuhun Palace, and I am the chief priest of Wuhun Palace. The two leaders are fighting internally. Do you want our Wuhun Palace to fall apart as well?"
"So many People are watching, let’s go back and discuss countermeasures.”
This guy really wanted to kidnap a few Calabash Boys while he was away.
Bibi Dong was furious, and now she was settling old and new grudges.
Bibi Dong secretly thought in her heart:
Qian Daoliu, your son Qian Xunji ruined my life, you helped him commit evil, and now you want to rob my granddaughter and grandson, you really deserve to die!
"Qian Daoliu!!! What does these gourd kids have to do with you Qianjia? Why do you say it's not good for these gourd kids to follow me."
"I have become like this It’s all because of you Qianjia!”
In this case, let’s settle our old and new grudges together. "
Bibi Dong shouted loudly, Qian Daoliu knew he was wrong but still persuaded him.
"I don't want to talk about the past, let's just leave it as it is now...I still have something to do. "
He doesn't want to conflict with Bibi Dong, but how could Bibi Dong get his wish.
" Haha, if you just want to leave...then you are really overthinking. ”
Bibi Dong sneered.
This time she didn’t want to worry about anything. After gaining absolute power, she just wanted to vent her anger.
In an instant, a purple light shot up into the sky, piercing the sky like a sharp sword.
Wherever the light reaches, the space seems to be slightly distorted.
Then, Bibi Dong’s figure slowly emerged.
She stood proudly, her eyes were cold and majestic, and a terrifying aura instantly filled the air.
“Leave it to me!!”
Bibi Dong shouted, and a black light burst out from her body.
The light was like a black lightning, instantly lighting up the entire battlefield. In this light, a huge figure gradually appeared.
Those are Bibi Dong’s martial spirits—the Death Spider Emperor and the Soul-eating Spider Emperor.
Two huge spider spirits were suspended in the air, exuding a chilling aura.
The Death Spider Emperor is as black as ink, and his huge body is covered with sharp spikes and weird lines. Its eight eyes shine with red light, like the eyes of a demon from hell, which is daunting.
The Soul-eating Spider Emperor exudes a deep purple light, and its body is surrounded by a layer of mysterious mist, as if it can swallow everything.
Bibi Dong stood between the two martial spirits, like a goddess who controlled life and death.
Her eyes were full of confidence and majesty, as if the whole world was under her control.
And there were eighteen soul rings surrounding her, which shocked people.
Qian Daoliu showed a helpless expression again: "Oh, now, there is going to be a war... The Pope of Wuhun Palace and the High Priest of Wuhun Palace are at war. No matter what the result is, they will all be against Wuhun Palace. It’s a turmoil.”
Looking at Bibi Dong’s posture, it’s useless to persuade him, but naturally he can’t sit still and wait for death. When Qian Daoliu stood there, the golden Seraphim spirit was instantly released.
A shocking peak showdown is about to begin...
The wind roared, blowing sand and rocks flying, but it could not shake the firmness of the two strong men. posture.
Qian Daoliu was dressed in a golden robe, with white hair like snow, and his eyes revealed endless majesty and depth. The seraph spirit behind him shines brightly, and the sacred aura fills the air, as if he is the messenger of God, coming to the world to judge everything.
And Bibi Dong's black armor was flowing with mysterious light, which seemed to contain endless power.
Her eyes were cold and firm, her long purple hair fluttering in the wind, and she held the artifact Rakshasa Sickle tightly in her hand. The magic sickle exudes a terrifying aura, making people shudder.
Bibi Dong took the lead in launching the attack. With a slight wave of the Rakshasa Sickle in her hand, a black light instantly poured out.
Qian Daoliu showed no fear on his face. The Seraph Martial Spirit behind him suddenly shone brightly. Golden rays of light shot towards Bibi Dong like sharp arrows, blocking all the black rays of light.
Where the light collides, powerful energy fluctuations erupt, causing the surrounding mountains to shake.
"Qiandaoliu, you Qianjia owe me these!" Bibi Dong's voice was like a loud bell, echoing in Wuhun City.
"Bibi Dong, the Wuhun Palace has been handed over to you a long time ago. As the Pope, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
"Did you not make any mistakes back then?"
Qian Daoliu's voice was cold and decisive.
After saying that, Bibi Dong flashed and disappeared instantly.
Qian Daoliu's eyes narrowed, and he immediately deployed his mental power to look for traces of Bibi Dong.
At this moment, Bibi Dong suddenly appeared behind Qiandaoliu, and the Rakshasa Magic Scythe in his hand struck Qiandaoliu with endless power.
Qian Daoliu reacted quickly, and the Seraphim spirit behind him instantly unfolded, forming a golden shield.
The magic sickle collided with the shield, making a loud noise, and powerful energy fluctuations reduced the surrounding buildings to ruins.
Qian Daoliu turned around, his eyes full of anger: "Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for not being merciful!"
Qian Daoliu didn't expect Bibi Dong to do this. Dead hand, he was instantly furious.
He formed a seal with his hands and muttered something in his mouth. A huge golden light shot out from his hands and headed straight for Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong was not in a hurry, and the Rakshasa Magic Scythe in his hand started to dance. Black rays of light intertwined into a huge net, firmly blocking the golden ray of light.
“Qian Daoliu, your strength is nothing more than this.”
Bibi Dong sneered.
"Hmph, arrogant."
Qian Daoliu's expression was ugly. He didn't expect Bibi Dong to be so much stronger.
He roared angrily, and the seraph's spirit light behind him became bright again. He waved his hands, and countless rays of golden light shot toward Bibi Dong like a torrential rain.
Bibi Dong's eyes flashed, and the Rakshasa Magic Scythe in his hand danced even faster. Black light poured out like a tide, blocking the golden light one by one.
However, Qian Daoliu's attacks did not stop. He flashed and appeared in front of Bibi Dong in an instant. A golden long sword condensed in his hand and stabbed towards Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong quickly dodged sideways, and at the same time, the Rakshasa Sickle in his hand swept towards Qiandaoliu. Qian Daoliu had to withdraw his sword to resist the attack of the magic sickle.
The battle between the two became increasingly fierce, and half of the buildings in Wuhun City were destroyed by powerful energy fluctuations.
(End of this chapter)