Douluo: The God of Death returns, shocking Ning Rongrong at the beginning

Martial Spirit Empire.

Wuhun City.

The Pope's Palace!
After several days of recovery, Bibi Dong's complexion has improved a lot, but the injuries in her body are still not enough to restore her to her peak appearance.

Bibi Dong sat on the chair, and the hot breath she exhaled was filled with purple soul power. If it weren't for her ability to absorb the energy brought by death, she might not be able to recover her soul power so easily now.

"Damn Chenchuan, damn Qibao Glazed Sect, I should have killed them directly from the beginning, otherwise how could the current situation have happened."

Bibi Dong looked at herself in the mirror and hated herself very much for not killing Chenchuan, otherwise how could she have become what she is now.

I really regret it.

Ju Douluo Yue Guan stepped forward, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, all the children you need are ready."

Bibi Dong put down the mirror in her hand and said calmly: "I not only need children now, I also need a large number of soul masters. Come and capture them for me. I will capture a thousand soul masters within three days."

Hearing these words, Ju Douluo Yue Guan couldn't help but frown. He didn't understand why His Majesty wanted so many soul masters and children. They had already captured three thousand boys and girls back then, and now they wanted to continue killing them, which made him a little bit agitated. Don't know if it's right or wrong.

Bibi Dong looked at the hesitant Ju Douluo, and even though she slapped him on the cheek, she scolded: "Why, you won't listen to my order?"

Ju Douluo immediately lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, His Majesty the Pope. I was distracted just now. I hope your Majesty will forgive me."

"Yueguan, you have to remember that you are alive because of me. If you dare to question me again, you should also understand the consequences."

Faced with Bibi Dong's threat, Ju Douluo Yueguan dared not speak out in anger, so he could only turn around silently and leave here.

Looking at Ju Douluo's leaving figure, Bibi Dong's murderous intention fluctuated even more. If it weren't for the fact that it was the right time to employ people, she would have killed this guy long ago.

Shortly after several elders left, the door of the hall suddenly closed tightly without warning. A strange black mist floated out from the darkness of the hall, and a strange laughter came from it.

Bibi Dong said calmly: "I don't care about the life or death of those people. As long as it allows me to improve my strength, then everything I have to do is natural."

"It doesn't matter, but don't kill Qian Renxue. That guy is not weak mentally and is appreciated by adults. You should also understand the seriousness of this matter."

"Qian Renxue has become a god, how could you possibly devour him?"

Bibi Dong stood up from the chair and spoke calmly.

The corner of Rakshasa God's mouth also curved, then he turned his head to look at the woman in front of him, and said: "Bibi Dong, as my successor, you should also understand that those who do great things do not stick to trivial matters, and everything can become your and my wedding dress. ,do you understand?"

Bibi Dong raised her head, looked at that formidable face, and understood what the Rakshasa God wanted to do. She wanted to use the undead from the two empires to improve her own strength.
Only in this way can we truly win without fighting.

After thinking over and over again, Bibi Dong nodded, knowing that if he could become a god, then the deaths of those people would be a worthy death.

History is often written by the victors, and the history books will also record their own great achievements and achievements in the world.

Looking at Bibi Dong's appearance, the Rakshasa God gently stroked her cheek, nodded and said: "You are beautiful and charming, and you are a rare beauty. If you can win, I will recommend you to your lord, I guess." The adults will definitely let you know that you are the strongest in this world."

"I will consider this matter, and I am seriously injured now. There is no way to defeat Chenchuan unless I can break through level 100."

Bibi Dong sighed. She is more anxious than anyone else to make a breakthrough.

But it is not that easy to break through the realm. Looking at the entire Douluo Continent, wanting to break through level 100 and become the next god is not something that can be said.

Unless the Rakshasa God can directly transmit his deity to Bibi Dong, just like Tang San, who was directly inherited by the Shura God, who can dare to say that he can directly break through level 100?

However, the Rakshasa God shook his head and replied with an indifferent expression: "There is no way to do this. If I do this, I will definitely be punished by heaven. Let alone me, even you will waste all your efforts, and even say that you will be punished by the law of heaven." Erase it on the spot.”

After hearing these words, Bibi Dong fell into deep thought, the way of heaven...

It’s the way of heaven again.

What exactly is this way of heaven?

Bibi Dong didn't understand, and she didn't want to understand at all. She just wanted to improve her strength as soon as possible and kill Chenchuan.

That's the most important thing.

However, at this moment, a golden light suddenly appeared in the Pope's Palace, and at the same time, a figure appeared out of thin air. The surging soul power fluctuations made the entire Wuhun City start to tremble crazily.

Bibi Dong looked shocked and stared at the golden beam of light in front of her. She didn't understand who it was that could make such a big noise.

However, the Rakshasa God immediately knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "I have met you, sir."

"grown ups?"

Bibi Dong was shocked.

Is this the Lord Rakshasa God is talking about?
What terrible energy.

The man in the light stood with his hands behind his hands, looked at Bibi Dong's delicate face and said, "She looks good, but it's a pity that she is not a virgin."

"I don't like people who are not virgins in this world. From now on, you can wash my feet."

Bibi Dong's willow eyebrows stood up, and just when she was about to get angry, she was directly pushed to the ground by Rakshasa God, who replied on Bibi Dong's behalf: "Thank you, sir."

The people within the light nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "I will give you some more time to kill Chenchuan at all costs, otherwise, you should also understand my temper."

"Also...Qian Renxue, right? Send her to my room as soon as possible. I, too, want to taste his woman."

After saying these words, the golden light shining in the Pope's Palace also disappeared, and the surging soul power fluctuations only existed here for a moment, and finally faded away.

The Rakshasa God wiped the sweat from his cheeks, glared at Bibi Dong and said, "Are you crazy? If you dared to say a word, we would all have died just now!"

Bibi Dong was quite dissatisfied. No matter how she said it, she was still the empress of the Spirit Empire, a person above ten thousand people, so asking her to wash her feet with water was obviously bullying, wasn't it?
However, the corners of the Rakshasa God's mouth twitched. No matter how many gods squeezed their heads, they couldn't get this kind of good job. If they could get it, it was because smoke was rising from their ancestral graves. Bibi Dong was not satisfied.

What a waste of resources.

……………………(End of this chapter)