Douluo Continent: Blue Silver Becomes a God, Everlasting Forever!

Chapter 112 Bibi Dong VS Thousand Flowing Golden Crocodile, God King Overpowers Two First-Level Gods! (Please continue reading!)

But this is just the beginning.

Just as Qian Daoliu became a god, on the other side of the offering hall, a completely different, yet equally terrifying aura suddenly erupted.

That was an extreme domineering and arrogant force!

"Roar--!!!"

A roar that seemed to come from the ancient wilderness of a giant crocodile rang out.

A phantom of a giant golden crocodile, over a thousand meters long, appeared in the sky above Wuhun City. It was covered in thick golden scales and its eyes revealed an arrogant disdain for all living beings.

Second Offering: Golden Crocodile Douluo!

At this moment, the golden crocodile's white hair was dancing wildly, and his withered blood and energy were reversed and rejuvenated. His muscles bulged, and he was full of explosive power.

[Divine Rank: First-Tier Deity - God of Arrogance!]

Two first-level deities!
Born at the same time, in the same place, and within the same faction!
The other worshippers, including the third and fourth worshippers who were originally kneeling outside the hall, were now prostrate on the ground with tears in their eyes and trembling all over.

"May the Spirit Hall be blessed!"

May Heaven bless the Spirit Hall!

"The Great Offering becomes a god!"

Two offerings made to deities!
Our Spirit Hall is invincible in the world!

Qian Daoliu, holding the Angelic Holy Sword, hovered high in the sky, his golden eyes indifferently sweeping over the Martial Soul City below.

The gaze finally settled on the Papal Palace.

There was an extremely evil aura there.

Bibi Dong!
Qian Daoliu and Jin E exchanged a glance and looked towards the Papal Palace simultaneously.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, a dark, chilling wind instantly froze the boiling holy golden light and arrogant aura that filled the sky.

The sky, which was originally shrouded in golden light, was suddenly torn apart by an extremely dense, purplish-black evil aura.

Space distorted, and a stunningly beautiful figure appeared out of thin air, standing proudly atop the Papal Palace, above the two high priests!
Bibi Dong was dressed in a purplish-black armor formed from the power of the Rakshasa God, radiating a chillingly evil glow.

He held a huge, purplish-black scythe in his hand—

The ultimate artifact, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe!

Bibi Dong!
But at this moment, she was no longer the pope who needed to endure, but a true god-king!
"boom--!!!"

A divine king's pressure, more terrifying and vast than that of a first-level deity, seemed to transcend the laws of nature.

It poured down like a celestial river flowing backwards, crashing heavily onto Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"This...this is..."

Qian Daoliu's expression changed drastically, and the Angel Holy Sword in his hand trembled violently, emitting a hum that seemed unable to bear the weight.

Despite wielding a supreme artifact, and despite being a first-level God of Light.

But at that moment, he felt like a candle flame in a storm, which could be extinguished at any moment!
That's a qualitative difference!

It is an insurmountable chasm between the God-King and the First-Rank Gods!
Beside him, Golden Crocodile Douluo looked even more miserable.

His newly formed arrogant divine essence was suppressed and dimmed in the face of this ultimate evil divine power.

The thousand-meter-long golden crocodile phantom let out a mournful cry and instantly shattered.

The two gritted their teeth and held on with all their might, cold sweat pouring down their foreheads, and their knees making a sickening grinding sound.

It was as if he was about to kneel down in front of that purple figure at any moment.

Bibi Dong looked down at the two people who had once been feared by her and had repeatedly suppressed her, her purple eyes flashing with an eerie light.

Looking at Qian Daoliu and Jin E, who were struggling to hold on under his pressure and whose faces were pale.

The pent-up frustration that had been building up in Bibi Dong's heart for over a decade vanished in an instant!
Once upon a time, she was Qian Xunji's disciple, a tool in Qian Daoliu's eyes, and a puppet of the Spirit Hall's power.

She endured, she went mad, she survived countless near-death experiences in that dark and gloomy Rakshasa Secret Realm—what was it all for?
This is the day we've been waiting for!
We will trample the pride of the angels under our feet!

"From today on."

Bibi Dong's voice wasn't loud, but it resonated clearly deep within everyone's soul.

"The Spirit Hall shall revere Bibi Dong!"
Who agrees? Who disagrees? Silence fell.

No one dared to speak out, and no one even dared to look directly at her sharp edge.

Bibi Dong glanced at the trembling, awe-inspiring Soul Masters in Wuhun City.

Finally, the gaze fell once again on Qian Daoliu and Jin E.

The madness and murderous intent in Bibi Dong's eyes slowly subsided.

Reason has regained the upper hand.

Although she hated the Angels, she was also an ambitious politician.

The overall picture of Tianmu is already very clear.

The "Plant-Type Emperor" Lan Yu has countless gods under his command.

This time, he even received the Heavenly Reward 'Divine Realm Forging Order', allowing him to open up the Divine Realm.

They'll definitely be 'colluding' with Lan Yu in the Star Dou Great Forest.

Not to mention that the three Blue Silver Emperors will become God Kings, and they will have a group of first-level gods and God King subordinates under their command!
And the dual divine kings, Tang Chen who inherited the position of the Asura God, and the Ocean Supreme Poseidon.

The Spirit Hall wants to dominate this unprecedented chaotic world.

To seize the top spot among the "Ten Great Powers," she alone as a God-King is not enough!

Qian Daoliu and Jin E are, after all, two genuine first-level deities.

These are two sharp knives; it would be such a pity if they were broken.

Rather than killing them, it's better to...use them!
In addition, there is another element: Qian Daoliu is Qian Renxue's most beloved grandfather.

Although Bibi Dong disliked Qian Renxue because of Qian Xunji.

But what he hated was not Qian Renxue herself, but the angelic blood flowing in her veins, Qian Xunji.

With this thought in mind, the terrifying pressure of the Rakshasa that filled the sky receded like a tide.

Bibi Dong's expression softened slightly, a meaningful smile curving her lips as she spoke calmly to the two panting figures in mid-air:

"Since the Grand Elder and the Second Elder have both become gods, it is a great fortune for our Spirit Hall."

"The situation is currently turbulent, with powerful enemies surrounding us."

The struggle for control of these 'Ten Great Powers' and strategies for dealing with the plant-based emperor.

"I have some thoughts to share, and I would like to invite you both to the Papal Palace for a discussion."

After saying that, Bibi Dong didn't even look at the two people's reactions. Her purple figure twisted and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Only an irresistible echo remained in the air.

midair.

Qian Daoliu's fingers, gripping the Angelic Holy Sword, turned white from excessive force.

Qian Daoliu was panting heavily, and his once upright back now appeared somewhat hunched.

Jin E wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at Qian Daoliu, his eyes filled with horror and bitterness.

"Big brother...she...she actually..."

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, gazing at the deep entrance to the Papal Palace, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

There was resentment, there was dejection, but more than anything, there was a sense of helplessness after recognizing reality.

The glory of the angel god was ultimately overshadowed by the shadow of the rakshasa god.

"Let's go, second brother."

Qian Daoliu's voice seemed to age ten years in an instant as he slowly sheathed the Angelic Holy Sword, his tone desolate.

"Times have changed."

"The Spirit Hall is now truly Bibi Dong's domain."

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing the deep bitterness in each other's eyes, before transforming into two streaks of light and obediently flying towards the Papal Palace.

(End of this chapter)