Chapter 127 Angels and Rakshasa

At the Jialing Pass front, as the Wuhun Empire suffered a defeat, the Three Priests ordered a retreat of one hundred miles, trying to avoid a direct conflict with the Tiandou Empire, and instead quietly waiting for something.

Now, Bibi Dong is in seclusion to recuperate, and the Second Priest has been killed in battle. The Third Priest has become the temporary leader of the Wuhun Empire camp, in charge of all affairs.

In the battle of Jialing Pass, although the Spirit Hall lost several strong men, including the ninety-eighth level Golden Crocodile Douluo, there were still more than a dozen Titled Douluo-level strong men, and it can still be said to be strong in both men and horses.

However, morale was inevitably low after the defeat, and the blow that Chen Feng used to kill Golden Crocodile Douluo reached the fusion ring of god-level power, which made all the strong men feel terrified.

It is an irresistible force!

Right now, the Spirit Hall may only have hope of a comeback if Young Master Qian Renxue returns with accomplishment, or if Queen Bibi Dong becomes a true god-level powerhouse.

Time passes little by little.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

The three worshippers couldn’t help feeling a little annoyed. How long do they have to wait?
You know, the daily consumption of such a large-scale army is an astronomical figure. The generals and elders below have proposed withdrawal more than once.

Just when the three priests were at a loss, they heard a commotion outside and a loud noise from the central army.

“What’s going on? Why’s the noise so loud?” the third attendant shouted in the commander’s tent.

The two brothers Qianjun Jiangmo ran in excitedly, “The young master is here!”

“What!? Young Master, did she… did she succeed?” The Third Priest’s eyes lit up, and he ran out in a hurry without waiting for Qianjun Jiangmo Douluo to answer.

At this moment, a golden sun was approaching in the sky above the Wuhun Empire’s army.

A sacred breath blew towards me, and when I looked closely, I saw a golden human figure with six huge wings flapping behind it. Golden flames were erupting all over its body, and it was shining with divine light.

Even the sun seems to have lost its luster compared to it.

It’s Qian Renxue!
Qian Renxue at this time has become extremely powerful, like the ground cast by golden flames. Every time her six wings flap, a distorted golden color will flash around.

“Welcome, the angel of heaven has come.”

Several great worshippers knelt at the same time, uttering pious words.

As worshippers of the Spirit Hall, they usually follow Qian Daoliu and live in seclusion in the worship hall. How could they not know the six-winged angel?

That is the God of Angels!

The Third Priest was in tears. It was certainly worth celebrating that Qian Renxue had become a god, but he could naturally guess the fate of the Great Priest Qian Daoliu. It was just a pity that he and the Second Priest Golden Crocodile Douluo would never see the invincible figure of the Angel God roaming the battlefield again.

“Long live the Spirit Empire!”

“Long live the God of Angels!”

In the Wuhun Empire camp, uniform shouts continued, spreading over dozens of miles.

At the same time, in an underground cave somewhere near the Jialing Pass battlefield.

Bibi Dong sat cross-legged in the middle, with a layer of purple light wrapped around her body, like a cocoon.

Strands of white air were constantly absorbed through the soil and sank into the center of the eyebrows.

As the white aura was absorbed, the mark of the Rakshasa God on Bibi Dong’s forehead became brighter.

“To become a Rakshasa God, a large amount of death energy is needed. Apart from the City of Slaughter, the battlefield has the most death energy…”

Bibi Dong’s eyes slowly closed, and the purple on her body became more intense. Finally, the light curtain materialized and completely enveloped her. A few days later, the earth trembled.

A purple light shot up into the sky!

At the same time, a strange vision appeared. Purple-black clouds suddenly appeared in the air. A huge pressure poured down to the ground. A ray of divine breath emanated. Even a Titled Douluo-level powerhouse couldn’t help but tremble.

Rakshasa God, come!

Bibi Dong held the Rakshasa sickle in her hand, and she looked like a queen from the dark world. She was only one person, but behind her there seemed to be a huge wave of blood rising, and countless white bones pouring out, as if it was an army from the underworld. It was not a real scene, but it still made many people’s hair stand on end.

In charge of evil and killing, Rakshasa!

The moment Bibi Dong became a god, the first thing she did was not to return to the Spirit Hall camp, but to suppress her aura to the top of Jialing Pass as a demonstration.

The powerful men of the Tiandou Empire, who had sensed the unusual situation, had already reached Jialing Pass. With the combined efforts of everyone, they were able to barely resist that force.

“Angel God, Rakshasa God, the Spirit Hall actually produced two god-level masters!”

A pessimistic atmosphere suddenly made many powerful men of the Tiandou Empire look sad. The reason they were not desperate was that Chen Feng was about to become the Shura God, so it was not that there was no chance for him to give it another try.

However, everyone was unsure. After reaching the god level, would Chen Feng still be able to fight two enemies at the same time as before?

Under the pressure of purple dark clouds, Bibi Dong was wrapped in armor, her eyes staring coldly at Jialing Pass.

A stream of divine thoughts kept scanning, not even sparing the area a thousand meters underground.

To her, the so-called Titled Douluo today is a joke, and she can crush him to death at any time if she wants to.

There is only one Chen Feng!
He accepted the inheritance of the Shura God, which is definitely a huge hidden danger. According to Bibi Dong’s judgment, Chen Feng should be hiding not far from Jialing Pass. Considering that the war is about to break out, he can’t go too far.

The dark purple light continued to fluctuate, like wisps of mist, penetrating the Jialing Pass and making all the Titled Douluo surrounded by the purple mist.

The so-called million-strong army was simply unable to resist that divine thought. If Bibi Dong had not been busy observing, she would have been able to kill those so-called soul master armies in an instant with just a thought.

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, another ray of light as bright as the sun shone over.

The six-winged angel Qian Renxue flew over from the Spirit Hall camp and stood side by side with Bibi Dong.

For the sake of the Spirit Hall’s grand cause and in compliance with Qian Daoliu’s will, Qian Renxue chose to temporarily form an alliance with Bibi Dong even though she had no good feelings towards him.

Right now, the most important thing is to solve the big enemy.

Looking at Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong’s evil eyes softened a little.

There was a hint of doting and pride in her eyes. Her daughter had also become a god! The god of angels!

A hint of indifference flashed across Qian Renxue’s face, and she said calmly, “Let’s look for Chen Feng’s trace first. As long as the enemy is not dead, we will not be at peace even if we finally unify the world.”

Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, and then a bit of evil appeared in her eyes again.

Rakshasa God and Angel God simultaneously launched their divine thoughts to explore.

On this day, the sky above Jialing Pass was half dark purple and half golden.

When his divine sense swept over, everyone from the Titled Douluo to the ants were trembling in fear and dared not move.

(End of this chapter)