At that moment, all of Zhao Xuan's attention was attracted by the man in black robe. If it weren't for the man in black robe selflessly absorbing the death energy and forgetting to hide himself, Zhao Xuan would probably have difficulty discovering him.
He was wandering in the battlefield, aloof and independent. Under his black robe was a handsome face, his fair complexion was like the first snow, and his scarlet eyes seemed to come from the same source as the blood of the ground beneath his feet.
This is a man who is much more handsome than a woman!
Bibi Dong noticed Zhao Xuan's strangeness, and also discovered the man's presence. There was no look of surprise on her face, but her beautiful brows furrowed slightly, and she asked aloud: "Didn't you say that before the divine body recovered,
Will you only let the apostles come to the battlefield?"
Even though they were thousands of meters apart, Bibi Dong's voice still fell into the man's ears. He moved lightly, walked in the air, and looked like a ghost. In a few moments, he appeared on the battlefield between Zhao Xuan and Bibi Dong.
"The passing breath of this delicious life is really hard for me to control."
There was a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, then he set his eyes on Zhao Xuan and said with a smile: "We meet again."
Zhao Xuan took a deep look at the man, with a look of caution in his eyes, and slowly uttered four words: "God of Death!"
"It's a great honor to be remembered by this new god like you."
The man looked like a highly cultivated gentleman, and he bowed slightly and saluted Zhao Xuan.
Zhao Xuan couldn't help but sneer when he saw this: "A god bows to me? Where was your pride back then?"
The God of Death was not annoyed either. He raised his head and looked at Zhao Xuan and said calmly: "Mortals are still not qualified to look at me, but you are different. You may be the first existence in history to make an exception. Naturally, you can
.”
"I know a lot these days." The God of Death chuckled.
A cold breath rose from not far away from Zhao Xuan. He turned around and saw that Bibi Dong's expression suddenly changed. Her pretty face suddenly became a little ferocious, and her eyes became red, full of violence.
The murderous intent filled the air, making the whole world feel solemn!
Zhao Xuan forcibly suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, and then looked at Bibi Dong in shock, what's wrong with this guy?
Bibi Dong looked ferocious, You Zi gritted her teeth and said: "Get out of here!"
The God of Death looked at Bibi Dong with great interest, while Zhao Xuan did not move, just quietly observing.
Bibi Dong seemed to have been struggling for a long time, and finally she calmed down, but at this time she seemed to be a different person, her face was as calm as a dead person, but even if she just looked at her, there was something
A creepy trembling feeling.
She glanced at Zhao Xuan, who trembled all over. His heart couldn't help but feel cold, and the murderous intention that had finally been quiet began to boil again.
Damn it, what happened to this guy?
"New God? He is not the successor of Thor?"
Bibi Dong spoke again, but her voice had become extremely hoarse.
Although they are enemies, Zhao Xuan has to admit that Bibi Dong is one of the most beautiful in the world in terms of appearance and voice. But at this moment, even though her face is still the same as before, she makes people feel disgusted, and her voice is even more harsh.
Incomparable.
"Of course not, even the Thunder God's thunder can't compare to him."
The two of them spoke without any scruples, turning a blind eye to Zhao Xuan who was standing beside them. Zhao Xuan did not make a move either. He listened to all this quietly. At this moment, the layer of mist that shrouded the Wuhun Palace seemed to be slowly dissipating.
Bibi Dong turned her head and took a deep look at Zhao Xuan. That look was unforgettable for Zhao Xuan and made her heart even tighter.
At that moment, he seemed to have come to an unknown battlefield. The battlefield was endless. Blood was flowing like a stream. Corpses were scattered all over the ground and piled up into mountains. The sky was covered with thick blood clouds. The blood clouds blocked the sunlight, making the surrounding area look very dark.
It's depression.
A figure whose face could not be seen clearly sat high on the throne in the center of the battlefield. He had a slim figure and cold eyes. He seemed to be a woman.
There were several huge figures crawling in front of her, including ferocious soul beasts and majestic beings covered in bloodstains. Their heads were lowered, their eyes were empty, and they had obviously passed away for a long time.
And on the woman's body, a giant purple-black sickle was dripping with blood...
Zhao Xuan quickly came to his senses. When he looked at Bibi Dong again, his eyes were different and he had an answer in his heart.
This guy is no longer Bibi Dong! She is... the God of Rakshasa!
Zhao Xuan stared at Bibi Dong's figure closely, feeling that his back was soaked with cold sweat. He never thought that he would face two evil gods at the same time today. The two stood together and gave him a terrifying shock.
pressure.
but……
"Bibi Dong said just now that the God of Death is repairing his divine body, which means that its strength has not yet been restored. At most, its strength is the ninety-ninth level of peerless realm. And Bibi Dong is still the same Bibi Dong at this moment, but now it may be Rakshasa.
Under the control of God, my strength has not increased, which means that I am not without the power to fight."
Zhao Xuan quickly analyzed the situation in front of him and suddenly calmed down. If he faced two peerless titled Douluo, although he would be defeated, he could still delay for some time.
"Bibi Dong" glanced at Zhao Xuan coldly, but soon her expression began to change. Her beautiful face was ferocious and twisted, but her tone was still calm: "It seems that my successor doesn't like my appearance.
He asked you to solve it, death."
After finishing speaking, Bibi Dong's face began to return to normal, and her beautiful temperament appeared again, but at this moment she looked extremely annoyed.
Zhao Xuan looked at the God of Death with a vigilant expression, but who would have thought that the God of Death still smiled and said to Zhao Xuan: "Don't look at me with such eyes, I am not her subordinate, and I won't."
I obeyed her orders, but I don’t think you want me to cause harm to both of you, right? In this case... how about goodbye? "
As soon as the voice fell, the God of Death waved his hand to Zhao Xuan, and then turned into a ball of dead black air in his stunned eyes and escaped into the ground, and then disappeared without a trace. No matter how hard Zhao Xuan searched, he could not find it.
His traces.
Bibi Dong on the other side may have been reminded by the God of Death, and was also wary of the God of Death or the God of Rakshasa hiding in the dark. Her face suddenly turned cold, and she glanced at Zhao Xuan with an unwilling expression, and suddenly
Jump away!
Zhao Xuanxu stood in the air, looking at the deserted wilderness and blinked, this... what the hell is this!