Douluo: I, Emperor Xia, also want to become a god and live forever

Chapter 9 Suppressing Bibi Dong

Wang Lin still looked at the lost Bibi Dong calmly.

He stretched out his right hand and gently placed it in front of him. The arm part of the emperor's armor quietly emerged, directly grasping the soul power attack from Bibi Dong, and then pinched it to spread the soul power attack.

"His Majesty the Pope's posture is much prettier than before!"

"His Majesty the Pope was one of the only beauties on the continent. How could he fall in love with a loser like Yu Xiaogang?"

Wang Lin was once again wrapped in the emperor's armor except for his head. He flashed and appeared in front of Bibi Dong. He gently pinched her chin with his right hand and looked at her beautiful cheeks teasingly.

As soon as his words came out, not only the soul masters who came to watch the game, but also Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo quietly pricked up their ears, fearing that they would miss this big melon.

On the other hand, Bibi Dong's face turned even colder. She didn't expect that Wang Lin actually knew about this matter and told her about it.

She glanced at Qian Daoliu, then stared at Wang Lin with cold eyes again, without responding to Wang Lin's question.

Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, red.

Nine soul rings emerged from Bibi Dong's body.

At the same time, she used the papal scepter in her right hand to knock Wang Lin away from her, but the scepter was tightly held by Wang Lin's other hand and could not move.

"Sixth soul skill, blood-sucking spider thorn!"

But Bibi Dong's sixth soul ring lit up, and a sharp spider spear emerged from her left hand, stabbing towards Wang Lin, trying to penetrate Wang Lin's armor directly.

Wang Lin didn't resist. He hadn't upgraded yet and didn't have an Aurora Shield on his chest, so he let go of Bibi Dong and bounced back, avoiding Bibi Dong's blow.

"His Majesty the Pope, I will not be polite to you."

"Energy bomb!"

Wang Lin opened his palm and faced Bibi Dong. A white ball of light gathered in his palm. For some reason, Wang Lin felt that the energy bomb was several times stronger than when he used it in Blue Star.

Bibi Dong also felt the threat from the energy bomb. Although she couldn't sense her breath, her intuition still existed.

Bibi Dong didn't dare to be careless, and the two black soul rings lit up at the same time.

"The fourth soul skill is Thorn Spider Armor, and the fifth soul skill is Thousand Edges and Thousands of Shields."

Her body was covered with purple carapace shadows, and a purple soul shield appeared in front of her.

Wang Lin didn't intend to accumulate power and directly shot the energy bomb towards Bibi Dong.

With his current position, he was afraid that if he accumulated strength, he might directly kill Bibi Dong. After all, he was wearing the emperor's armor and could compete with the Shura God.

Sure enough, the soul shield in front of Bibi Dong and the purple carapace on her body did not hold up, and were directly pierced by Wang Lin's energy bomb, and finally exploded on Bibi Dong's body.

Although there wasn't much energy left, it still blasted Bibi Dong back a few meters.

Even after Bibi Dong steadied his body, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, Bibi Dong personally experienced the feelings of Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo just now. After all, Wang Lin's attack just now did not have any soul power fluctuations, and Bibi Dong was not sure about Wang Lin's true strength at all.

"His Majesty the Pope, just do your own thing. As for what I have done, Your Majesty the Pope is not qualified to comment."

Wang Lin cast a playful glance at Bibi Dong in the distance. He felt that the embarrassed Bibi Dong had a different flavor.

But after taking one look, he looked away.

There will be plenty of time in the future. Wang Lin showed a meaningful smile, then ignored her and turned around to walk towards Xiao Wu.

"Wang Lin, what are you going to do!"

Tang San immediately came to Xiao Wu from beside Yu Xiaogang and looked at Wang Lin with a wary expression. Taking Bibi Dong's lesson into consideration, Tang San did not dare to take action directly.

"Get out of here, or you'll stay here forever."

Wang Lin's eyes narrowed. He was a little tired of these people trying to stop him again and again, especially since the strength of these people didn't make him take it seriously at all. "Third brother."

Xiao Wu, who was usually lively and cheerful, was now standing behind Tang San, tightly holding Tang San's clothes, not daring to raise his head to look at Wang Lin.

"Don't worry, Xiao Wu, as long as I'm here, no one can take you away from me!"

Tang San reached out and patted Xiao Wu's hand on the corner of his clothes. He could also see Xiao Wu's nervousness.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked away by Wang Lin, lying in the distance with a depressed expression, and the corner of his clothes was torn off by Xiao Wu in a daze.

Xiao Wu stayed where she was.

"Third Brother!"

Xiao Wu came back to her senses, saw Tang San's miserable state, and wanted to step forward to check on Tang San's condition, but Wang Lin held her shoulders firmly, unable to move.

"If you want him to live, then follow me. If you want him to die, go see her now."

Although Wang Lin was smiling, his voice sounded more sinister and cold to Xiao Wu's ears than the devil in hell.

Sure enough, after hearing Wang Lin's words, Xiao Wu's footsteps stopped.

"Uncle Sword!"

Ning Fengzhi, who was not far away, had a hint of unbearability in his eyes, and then looked at the white-haired middle-aged swordfighter Luo Chenxin beside him.

Chen Xin didn't say anything, he just held Ning Fengzhi and shook his head to signal him not to act rashly.

"Uncle Jian, is it possible?"

Ning Fengzhi instantly knew what Chen Xin meant, but still couldn't bear it.

The relationship between their Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and Tang San was good. Not only did Tang San sell a lot of hidden weapons to them, Ning Fengzhi's daughter Ning Rongrong was also Tang San's good friend.

"Fengzhi, that young man's strength is at least above the god level."

Chen Xin still shook his head. Originally, he didn't understand why Qian Daoliu was so respectful to a young man after he appeared on the stage. He didn't understand it until Wang Lin took action against Bibi Dong.

Because Chen Xin felt that even if he went up to face Bibi Dong, the only result would be defeat, and Wang Lin was actually able to forcefully suppress Bibi Dong.

So needless to say, Wang Lin's strength is simply not something he can compete with.

Hearing this, what Ning Fengzhi wanted to say suddenly got stuck in his mouth and he couldn't say it out.

You must know that what others know about Douluo Continent is that the three peerless Douluo have very few even divine trials, let alone existences above the god level.

"I can sacrifice to you, but can you let Third Brother go?"

After a moment, Xiao Wu paused and turned around slowly. Her eyes had turned red, her face was covered with tears and she was dull and pale.

"Don't worry, I, Wang Lin, am not the kind of person who breaks his word."

Wang Lin rubbed her bunny ears, and then gently scratched the tears from her face.

In fact, Wang Lin doesn't necessarily need Xiao Wu to sacrifice, and he may not be able to awaken his martial spirit.

What's more, for such a cute rabbit, although the spicy rabbit head is not bad, he is not cruel enough to make her sacrifice.

"Stand behind me."

Signing to Xiao Wu to stand behind him, Wang Lin slowly walked towards Tang San.

ps: Xiaofeng wishes everyone a happy National Day!

(End of this chapter)