"You know it because of the spokesperson of the Angel God."

Bibidong said in surprise, and the purple-black Rakshasa demon sickle in his hand slowed down slightly.

The soul power of the Golden Crocodile Douluo shook, pulling himself out of the wall, and his eyes were still filled with shock and anger. From now on, he probably wouldn't dare to rely on his strength and be arrogant in front of Bibidong.

Qian Daoliu's face changed continuously. Bibi Dong had already broken through the level 98 soul power, and now he has mastered the Rakshasa Demon Scythe again. Don't forget that she is the only twin martial soul on Douluo Continent, and her combat power is far greater than that of the average level 98 titled Douluo.

If the two really fight for life and death, even he is probably not Bibidong's opponent. The final outcome is likely to be Qian Daoliu who died in battle and Bibidong is seriously injured, but the six titled Douluo who ambushed outside will not give the seven worshippers the chance to encircle Bibidong together...

In a word, Bibidong, who inherited the Rakshasa God, broke away from the control of the Douluo Palace and truly became the supreme Pope of the Wuhun Palace!

"Bibidong, the Rakshasa God is the most evil and dark, dirty and dirty rule in the world. While inheriting his power, you will also be eroded by Rakshasa evil thoughts. As time goes by, you will change your temperament greatly, become dirty and ugly, become useless, and become neither human nor ghost. Is it worth becoming a saint for your disciple?"

Qian Daoliu shouted angrily, saying that he was telling the truth. As the spokesperson of the Angel God, his understanding of Rakshasa God far exceeded Bibidong's imagination.

"I have no way out, Qiandaoliu, you don't have to be hypocritical there!"

Bibidong's mouth outlined a strange smile. She seemed to have changed a little when she used the Rakshasa Demon Scythe. She just relied on her own high strength to suppress the evil thoughts in her heart.

"Did you know what Qian Xunji did to me back then? Later, he forced me to give birth to Qian Renxue. You are also one of the accomplices! After becoming the pope of the Spirit Hall, you old people have made many trips to me openly and secretly! My life has long been destroyed by your angel clan, and you actually want Qian Renxue to inherit the Spirit Hall, a joke!"

"The Martial Soul Palace can only belong to Xiaobai and me!"

Bibi Dong Demon Scythe wave, and a purple-black wave of evil soul power suddenly hit all the priests, making the weaker Qianjun, demon subduing and the heavily injured Golden Crocodile Douluo look a little ugly. He has to use his soul power to lay a layer of defense cover around his body, and struggle to resist the terrifying erosion of the power of Rakshasa.

"Bibidong, tell me, what do you want?"

Qian Daoliu asked coldly, he was the strongest, and the power of Rakshasa could not go further in front of his angel holy sword. But he understood that this was just Bibidong's temptation, and she did not use the full strength of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.

"Accept Xiaobai to become the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall."

"Can."

"Brother!" The six worshippers said in a lost voice, looking at Qiandaoliu with a gloomy face.

"very good."

Ignoring the exclamation of the six worshippers, Bibidong continued: "Start today, you can go into seclusion. In the days to come, the Wuhun Palace will no longer need Douluo Palace."

After thinking for a while, Qian Daoliu nodded and agreed: "No problem, but you must agree to me not to interfere with Xueer's plan. The Tiandou Empire will be completely left to her and She Long to make it."

"Half the interests of the Spirit Hall of the Heavenly Dou Empire in the future belong to the Pope Hall." Bibidong said lightly.

Qian Daoliu frowned. Under his deliberate suppression, since Bibidong came to power, it would be good that the Pope Hall of Interests of the two empires could be divided into one tenth, and in recent years it has only gradually increased to one fifth. Unexpectedly, Bibidong suddenly wanted to open his mouth halfway.

"In fifteen years."

Qian Daoliu's eyes flashed and finally gave a number.

"Can."

As smart as Bibi Dong, she naturally knew that even though she had the upper hand at this moment, Qian Daoliu did not do her best and still hid a lot of things. After being the spokesperson of the Angel God for so many years, she did not believe that the other party did not have some methods to use the Angel God's power, but the price he paid might be heavy, so she chose to give in, so she also agreed to Qian Daoliu's exchange conditions.

Seeing that the trip had achieved its goal, Bibidong had no interest in staying in Douluo Palace for even a second. He put away the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, and the purple-black light in his eyes quickly faded away. He pushed open the door and prepared to leave.

"Goodbye, worshippers."

A second before Bibidong stepped out of Douluo Palace, a deep voice suddenly sounded:

"Bibidong, you will definitely poison the people in the future!"

"Then..."

Bibidong still turned his back to the seven worshippers, and his indifferent voice did not fluctuate at all.

"how?"

"boom!"

The gate of Douluo Palace is closed heavily, and no one knows when it will be opened next time.

"Brother, do you really let her control the Spirit Hall so easily! You also have to give up the interests of the Heavenly Dou Empire to the Pope Hall!"

Qianjun Douluo asked unwillingly, that the things he could not accept that he could control his whole life fell into the hands of a person he had never taken seriously.

"Yes, brother, with the strength of our brothers, we don't have a chance to fight to death!"

The three worshippers had a vicious light flashing in their eyes, and their tone was stern and cold.

Looking at the murderous old brothers, Qian Daoliu suddenly sighed: "Once the Douluo Palace and the Pope Palace start to fight, the Wuhun Palace will surely fall apart, and now it can still be maintained as one. Fifteen years have been enough for Xueer to successfully steal the country and fight the sky. From then on, we will have the power of a country as our backing, and it will not be too late to fight with Bibidong again."

"Brother said it right."

The six worshippers thought about it carefully and found that this was indeed the case, and said in agreement.

"By the way, should we give her apprentice secretly..."

The Golden Crocodile Douluo suddenly made a suggestion, and he couldn't swallow the breath and wanted to take some revenge.

Qian Daoliu snorted coldly and angrily said, "Who do you think Bibidong is the first to take revenge on him? It's not our Douluo Palace!"

"With her apprentice here, Bibidong has a flaw. It will be of great use to keep him in the future. You are really stupid in practicing your brain. Please take advantage of this time to reflect on me!"

"Yes, brother..."

The Golden Crocodile Douluo quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake, but a certain idea turned into a seed and took root in his heart. When will towering trees grow?

...

The next day, the bustling gate of the Wuhun City Lord.
Chapter completed!