In the deep and dark space, billowing, dark red clouds linger overhead. They float so low that you can reach out and touch them. The heavy feeling is very depressing.
Thick red clouds covered the entire sky, and there were thunder snakes wandering among the clouds, and bright flashes of light burst out from time to time.
The land in the mysterious space looks very barren, with undulating terrain. The land is nakedly exposed to the air. There are no trees and grass full of vitality. There are only charred tree remains and scattered forest-white corpses.
, and the gurgling bloody stream.
And at a certain moment, the entire secret space suddenly trembled.
"ah!!!"
A scream that was enough to pierce the eardrums echoed in this dead space. The gravel on the ground began to tremble crazily, and the clouds in the sky also began to billow.
The entire space began to be filled with dark purple evil gas and dark red murderous aura rising from nowhere. These things that could only be detected through feeling in the past condensed into reality.
As if they had been inspired, they began to gather towards the middle of the mysterious space. Wisps of evil and murderous energy seemed to have intelligence, shuttled excitedly and actively, and finally fell on a human figure.
At this moment, the gorgeous robes lost their former glory and looked gray in this dark space, while her noble temperament and beautiful face also disappeared without a trace at this moment, becoming ferocious and crazy.
stand up.
No one would associate the man in front of him with Bibi Dong, the original Pope of Wuhun Palace.
His fair and delicate skin turned into a blue-gray color, looking like blue bricks that had been gloomy for many years, and his delicate and beautiful face was not only blue-grey, but also covered with dark purple magic lines.
The originally beautiful artistic conception was completely destroyed.
"Huh...huh..."
Bibi Dong was lowering her head and breathing heavily. She clenched her teeth and seemed to be suffering from great pain. Big beads of sweat were pouring down her forehead.
Dark purple evil energy and dark red murderous energy entered her body, and Bibi Dong's body began to outline one after another magic lines. The dense magic lines covered her entire body, and her aura also began to grow rapidly.
"Crack!"
There was a sudden sound of fabric tearing, and the papal robe behind Bibi Dong suddenly tore, and then eight spider scythes like giant scythes emerged from it, which looked very similar to Tang San's Eight Spider Spears.
"Very good, very good."
A faint voice sounded from somewhere in the deep space.
The eyelids moved slightly, and then slowly opened. Bibi Dong's eyes were gray-white, with a hint of crimson hidden in their depths, which seemed to be filled with a dead and heavy aura.
She glanced lightly at the sky, then looked back.
"Is this god-level power?"
Bibi Dong murmured to herself. At this moment, she could feel an abundant power from her body. This feeling was completely different from what she had before.
"Of course this is god-level power, but it is still far from a first-level god. The foundation is not something that can be obtained casually."
The faint voice continued to sound, answering Bibi Dong's doubts.
The confusion on Bibi Dong's face disappeared instantly and turned into a cold look. She looked into the deserted nothingness and asked, "What is your purpose?"
"Purpose? I just choose my heir. What purpose can it have..."
The voice continued to sound, and there was a hint of ridicule in the plain voice, which made Bibi Dong frown involuntarily.
Touching her chest with one hand, Bibi Dong said coldly: "I won't let you succeed."
"maybe……"
Bibi Dong stood up and looked at the lifeless space in front of her, with a hint of disgust in her eyes. Fortunately, this was the last time.
She stretched out her hand and swiped casually, and the space in front of her suddenly tore open a space crack equal to her height, and she stepped into the void filled with terrifying turbulence and strong space pressure without hesitation.
The next moment, she appeared at the entrance to the secret realm of Rakshasa hidden under Wuhun Mountain.
The strong evil aura from her body filled the air, making the entire residents of Wuhun City feel uncomfortable. They couldn't help but look at Wuhun Mountain in surprise, only to feel that the divine light emanating from the top of the mountain was much dimmed.
At the top of the Holy Mountain, Qian Daoliu's eyes suddenly condensed, then he shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect that she would be one step ahead, but Xue'er is also fast..."
Looking at the holy statue of the angel god, Qian Daoliu had a soft color in his eyes.
"Xue'er, I hope you can cheer up in the future."
Then, he slowly sat cross-legged in front of the angel icon, and continued to provide soul power and vitality support to maintain the secret realm of inheritance. If anyone could see a person's vitality, they would find that Qiandaoliu's life was already burning out at this moment.
Like a candle, it came to an end.
Bibi Dong also seemed to feel something, but there was no emotion on her face.
…
At Lingyun Pass, several figures in seclusion suddenly opened their eyes, with solemn expressions on their faces, and hurriedly left the seclusion to gather towards the City Lord's Mansion.
Not long after, several people met and sat down.
"Do you feel it?" Zhao Xuan asked in the first sentence after meeting.
"Um!"
Tang San, Hermione, and Ma Hongjun all nodded, with strange expressions on their faces.
"That should be Bibi Dong, right?"
Tang San's eyes flickered, and he felt a very familiar smell of killing from the evil aura that just erupted.
"There should be no one except her. It seems that she is one step ahead of us after all and has reached that state."
Zhao Xuan let out a long sigh. This news was not good news for them, but they were not powerless to resist now.
Zhao Xuan glanced at the people in front of him, and his face relaxed slightly. There were three successors to the gods. Bibi Dong, the new god, was not too difficult to deal with. The strength of these people may not have reached the realm of gods.
However, the power controlled by a few people has changed in the direction of God. If he is the main one and a few people are supplementary, it is not too difficult to deal with Bibi Dong.
"It's just that besides Bibi Dong, there are still a few things that need our attention, such as Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu who haven't appeared for a long time. One of them is also likely to inherit the throne of the God of Angels, and
In addition, the evil god may not be the only god of death..."
"What's the meaning?"
After several people looked at each other, Tang San asked.
Zhao Xuan considered for a moment, then looked directly at several people and said: "When my spiritual consciousness broke through the ninety-ninth level, I felt the gaze of several pairs of eyes, not only the breath of the Rakshasa God and the God of Death, but also
Something more obscure is lurking."
"How strong are they? Have they sensed it?"
Hermione asked with a flash of light in her pale golden eyes.
"They probably haven't recovered to the god level, otherwise they wouldn't still be lurking."
"Don't worry too much. Our progress is not slow. I am just telling everyone to be mentally prepared."
"It's a pity that there is so little time for us to grow..."