Another purple-black flame rose, and a purple-black vortex emerged, forming the figure of an old man. This old man was extremely handsome, with his white hair combed back, looking meticulous.
"Uncle Sword!"
"Old Sword Man!"
"Charm!"
"Old Bones!"
Yes, this old man was naturally Optimus Prime of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, a close friend of Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo, and Sword Douluo Chenxin who was torn to pieces by Bibi Dong using the Soul-eating Spider Emperor. Bibi Dong summoned him back.
Summoning two undead titled Douluo at once was Bibi Dong's limit.
Compared to Sword Douluo, Bibi Dong actually wanted to summon Qian Xunji and Qian Daoliu to torture and humiliate him severely. However, Qian Daoliu was sent to reincarnation and Qian Xunji was resurrected, so even the undead Bibi Dong could not be summoned.
"You guys, just enjoy it. Rakshasa Cage."
A joking smile appeared on Bibi Dong's lips, and a huge purple-black vortex appeared at the feet of the group of people, a purple-black vortex The hundreds of people, including Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo, were all swallowed up and locked into a dark secret room with no light or darkness, but where everyone could clearly see everything around them.
Chains were lowered one after another, and the chains were wrapped around Ning Fengzhi's neck, forming a collar. Ning Fengzhi's arms and feet were hung up, forming a large V shape. This was the first time in Bibi Dong's memory that Ning Fengzhi tortured her and vented his perverted desires and habits.
Of course, this is just one of Ning Fengzhi’s insignificant habits during at least five years of working in a secret room. Ning Fengzhi had too much fun, and now Bibi Dong has learned all these hobbies and applied them back to himself.
“This is Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, the second sect in the world. As expected, he has thin skin and tender flesh.”
A man with a fat head and big ears, with a single hair on his head None, the man who was covered in fat, extremely ugly, and had scars was drooling and pinched Ning Fengzhi's chin.
Ning Fengzhi felt ashamed that a grown man like himself was hung in such a posture. Hearing the lewd laughter of a group of extremely ugly looking men behind him, he looked up and came forward. The scar-faced man in front of him The man, with a greedy look on his face, felt extremely sick and cold in his heart, "What do you want to do?"
"My Brother Dao Scar doesn't like to waste things the most. He often eats every grain of rice in the bowl."
"Yohahahahaha!"
A burst of hearty and greedy laughter It sounded like a wolf howling.
After talking about this, and being hung in such a shameful manner, how could Ning Fengzhi not know what these people mean? How much fun does the noble have, sometimes I want to experience it More fun, not only for women, but also for Long Yang.
“How dare you!”
"Hey, Sect Master Ning asked us if we dare?"
"What are we afraid of? With Lord Rakshasa God here, we dare to do anything!"
"Let's draw lots and line up. , come one by one!”
A group of people gathered together and began to draw lots, preparing to line up.
Ning Fengzhi was devastated, thinking that he, the majestic master of the Qibao Glazed Sect, was known as the wisest generation of sect masters in the history of the Qibao Glazed Sect, and had more wives than he could count on both hands. He did not expect that he would end up like this today. Ning Fengzhi wanted to yell angrily and curse Bibi Dong, but he couldn't say any of these words.
"Fengzhi!"
Bone Douluo was running wildly in this secret room and was besieged by a group of people. Among them was Sword Douluo. Sword Douluo's face was full of pain and he wanted to kill him with a palm. Kill yourself and stop yourself from doing anything to your best friend. But he couldn't control his body at all and rushed towards Bone Douluo.
Tied Douluo-level Bone Douluo was dealing with Soul Emperor-level Bibi Dong. Bibi Dong tried to escape but it was of no use. He sucked in the soul power and held it in his hand. As soon as his clothes were torn, Bibi Dong had no intention of resisting. He could only wail, curse, and roar.
Bibi Dong naturally treated Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo's secret room methods like tooth for tooth, eye for eye, but repaid them ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times. And the order is also Bone Douluo first and then Ning Fengzhi.
Bone Douluo was quickly thrown to the ground by a group of people, letting out a miserable wailing sound. Ning Fengzhi watched this scene sadly. After a while, Brother Scar and his party also finished drawing lots, and lined up one by one. He smiled lewdly at Ning Fengzhi.
After a while, the entire Rakshasa cage was filled with the screams of Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo. After an unknown amount of time, the two waves of people ended their movements, switched camps one after another, and started drawing lots again. Line up, and everyone from the other team pounces.
Poseidon Temple.
After dealing with Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo, Bibi Dong sat cross-legged, her spiritual thoughts spreading, as if she was searching for someone.
After a moment, Bibi Dong’s ten soul rings, two red, three black, one red, three black and one gold, lit up. The extremely evil Rakshasa divine power was released and gathered at a position in front. The flesh and blood slowly reunited to form A figure with a somewhat familiar face. Wearing a bright red dress like the high priest of Poseidon, her face was gentle and charming.
Her long, silky hair spreads behind her back. Resurrected as a human, still a woman. This person is naturally Bo Saixi, the former High Priest of Poseidon Island who was killed by Qian Renxue. However, after the resurrection, Bo Saisi's long hair on the back of his head turned purple.
After Bo Saixi was resurrected, he saw the indifferent figure in front of him and said: "Bibi Dong."
"Presumptuous!"
Bibi Dong slapped her in the air Flying away from Bo Saixi, Bo Saixi's body flew out like a cannonball and hit the Poseidon Temple heavily, making a loud noise.
“Can you call me by my name?”
Half of Bo Saixi's face was swollen, and blood flowed from his mouth like saliva along the side of the swollen cheek. But strangely, the blood that Bo Saixi shed was purple.
Bo Saixi's eyes were filled with anger, and she wanted to fight Bibi Dong to the death. Nine soul rings, eight black and one red, lit up under her feet. As soon as the martial soul was released, her face froze.
Bo Saixi’s martial spirit is not the Poseidon, but the Rakshasa God. The face of the Rakshasa God’s martial spirit is Bibi Dong!
In the Qibao Glazed Sect, Bibi Dong was beaten to death by Bo Saixi once. The beating made her run away with her head in her arms. Bibi Dong was willing to resurrect Bo Saixi, so how could that make her feel better. For an ardent believer who is loyal and a servant of God and spends everything she has to open the door to becoming a god, replacing her proud Poseidon Martial Spirit is the best torture for her.
Bibi Dong stretched out her hand, and Bo Saixi was lifted up by her neck like a little chicken.
"Bo Saixi, from today on, you are the slave of this god. Your life was resurrected by this god. Your martial spirit was given by this god. Everything about you is controlled by this god. Whatever this god asks you to do, you Just do whatever you want, if God wants you to die, you will die!”
(End of this chapter)