The old man next to Qian Daoliu's left hand shouted loudly, his voice rolling like thunder, and the other five worshippers also glared at Bi Dong.

"Bibidong, are you crazy?"

Only thousands of streams were present to keep calm, but his eyes gradually turned from the initial plainness like water to the coldness of frost.

In the Temple of War Soul, the Pope commands the eight elders, and the seven worshipers are in charge of the Supreme Douluo Hall. Sixteen titles are the entire Douluo Continent, which is the well-deserved first force in the continent.

In Qian Daoliu's eyes, the Martial Soul Palace will be inherited by Qian Renxue, who went to the Tiandou Empire for a top-secret mission six years ago, when he was only ten years old, but now, Bibidong actually wants to hand it over to his apprentice?!

How could this not make Qian Daoliu and the other six worshippers who were in harmony with each other's spirits furious?

Since both sides had already torn their faces, Bibidong simply put away the smile on his face and said coldly: "Don't be impatient with the great worship. Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo have conveyed my will to the lower house. At the latest, tomorrow, everyone on Douluo Continent will know that the Pope of His Highness Wuhun is my disciple."

"That's how..."

Qian Daoliu sighed heavily, then stood up from the throne of the worship throne, and a golden holy sword shining with thousands of light suddenly appeared in his hand.

"It seems that your Pope's Road is coming to an end."

He is a person known for his decisiveness. He knew before that Bibi Dong was the murderer who killed Qian Xunji but never had avenge for his son. She was Qian Renxue's mother.

Qian Renxue lost her father when she was young, and Qian Daoliu didn't want to see her lose her mother again. Even if the relationship between mother and daughter is so coarse, Bibidong would leave some thoughts for Qian Renxue when she was alive.

Moreover, Qian Renxue is Bibidong's biological daughter no matter what. Qian Daoliu thought Bibidong would successfully hand over the Spirit Hall to Qian Renxue for the sake of common blood. Unexpectedly, Ling Bai appeared halfway, filling the gap in Bibidong's heart, and even causing turbulence in the future of the Spirit Hall. This was something he could not bear.

After discovering that the elder brother took action, the six worshipers naturally would not watch the show. The fierce light was revealed like bloodthirsty ferocious beasts, and the huge pressure as vast as the sea spread wildly.

In this desperate situation, Bibidong was not panicked at all, and even felt in the mood to joke: "Why, I want to kill me and then support my good daughter to the top?"

Qian Daoliu snorted coldly, "It won't be like killing you. After all, you are Xue'er's mother. You just want to abdicate and announce your retreat to the public for decades!"

"Oh."

A hint of contempt appeared on Bibi Dongtian's stunning face, shook his head and sighed:

"Qiandaoliu, you are so old and confused. If I don't have absolute certainty, how could I step into Douluo Palace alone and face you seven old guys?"

At this moment, she was too lazy to even call her worship, and directly said what she had always wanted to say in her heart.

He is an old man but not dead, and since Bibi Dong took office, I don’t know how much trouble the seven worshipers have caused her.

At first, the only eight elders who should have belonged to the Pope were Ju Douluo Yueguan. Ghost Douluo and Gui Mei followed Bibidong's orders, and the other six were the leader of the Douluo Palace.

Even now, Bibidong's strength and power have become stronger and stronger as time goes by, and he has subdued the elders one by one by one with his ability and means, but there are still two elders who choose to obey the Douluo Palace and follow Qian Renxue to the Tiandou Empire for missions.

"Can those six little guys beg around?"

Qian Daoliu frowned slightly. He was naturally talking about the six elders under Bibidong. At his age, it is not too much to call Jugui and others a little guy.

"The six titled Douluo with only a level 95 soul power at most want to start a war with our priests?"

At first, he angrily scolded Bibidong's old man, and the second worshiper of the Golden Crocodile Douluo mocked him.

"Don't say that, second brother, maybe the two polar static areas of Jugui have made a breakthrough."

Six worshipers Qianjun Douluo wrapped his hands around his chest, and a long stick carved with mysterious dragon patterns stood beside him, feeling eager to try.

"Or it is unknown that the Conquerra, the Conquerra of the Flame Eagle Martial Soul, became the titled Douluo."

Next to Qianjun Douluo, an old man with the same face as him stood with the same long stick.

Seven worshipers Douluo, who are brothers of the Demon Subduing Douluo, and they are both brothers of the ninety-sixth level soul power and martial soul plate dragon stick.

It can be clearly seen from every word that Bibi Dong's control of all the forces in their control, and they have even reached the point of being as close as possible. Even people like Mu Yao who are about to become the title Douluo are known.

"I'll kill you again, and then I'll kill that little beast of unknown origin."

The golden crocodile Douluo smiled grimly, and the brilliant golden prism scales slowly grew under his skin. A thick and powerful golden long tail appeared behind it, and the already tall figure became a little more swelling.

Martial soul possessed, Golden Crocodile King!

The second-ranked yellow soul ring among the nine soul rings of yellow, two purple, four black, and one red lit up, and the golden crocodile Douluo was wrapped in a layer of golden energy cover and attacked Bibidong.

The second soul skill, the mad crocodile attack!

"You said...who is the beast?"

Hearing the words of the Golden Crocodile Douluo, Bibidong seemed to be touched by the reverse scale, and the dark and evil purple black instantly covered the originally noble and cold purple eyes.

A huge evil demon sickle suddenly appeared in her hand. The demon sickle was purple-black all over, and the sickle blade was shining with cold light. It was painted with strange textures. Each texture seemed to contain a very evil power.

As the demon sickle descended, a strong and strong evil purple aura appeared, and a demonic laughter came out of the purple aura.

Bibi Dong's foot, her slim figure flashed several times in succession, facing the fierce Golden Crocodile Douluo. When she got this magic sickle, her speed and strength suddenly increased several times!

The magic sickle lifts up and falls!

"boom!"

A simple blow has a shocking effect. The Golden Crocodile Douluo, who has a cultivation level of 98, is not an enemy of one combination in front of Bibidong holding the magic sickle. The two are not even at the same level. With one blow, the Golden Crocodile Douluo flew backwards and was tightly embedded on the wall, unable to move.

What's even more terrifying is that a purple-black evil energy was constantly wandering around his body. The Golden Crocodile Douluo could feel that this evil energy was eroding his vitality every second, but he could do nothing about it.

Bibidong seemed to have no intention of letting him go. The magic sickle swung, and a huge purple-black fork-shaped light blade slashed out, rushing towards the weak Golden Crocodile Douluo with a sharp roar.

"boom!"

At the critical moment, a golden sacred giant sword blocked the Demon Scythe Light Blade, causing the Golden Crocodile Douluo to save his life.

Escaped from the brink of death, the golden crocodile Douluo breathed in big mouthfuls. His heart was already blocked in his throat, and his chest also contracted rapidly due to excessive tension. The process of exhaling and gasping was like a broken bellows pulling.

He looked at Bibidong in disbelief, and only had one thought in his mind: this madman, this madman, she actually... really wanted to kill me!

"Second brother!"

The five worshippers were furious when they reacted. No one had ever been able to attack the worshippers in Douluo Hall. Bibidong was the first one. How could they tolerate her being so presumptuous!

"Come back!"

An angry shout came.

"Brother!"

Only Qian Daoliu could stop them at this moment. He looked at the evil demon sickle in Bibidong's hand with fear and said word by word:
Chapter completed!