Chapter 122 Return of the Gods
On the main seat, Bibi Dong closed her eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and relieved her anger.

These offerings are usually honest and honest.

Enjoying the enshrined position, glory, wealth and power of the Wuhun Temple, Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo will die.

They bared their fangs, intending to seize the Pope of Wuhun Palace.

If they succeed, not only the Wuhun Palace will change, but the whole world will also change.

They are tyrannical and must be the hawks among the hawks.

Faced with certain pressure from the outside world, they will definitely choose to use force to break it.

And once you choose to use force, you will involve many forces.

At that time, a full-scale war will break out on the entire continent.

Without certainty, Bibi Dong did not allow Wuhundian to stand on the opposite side of everyone.

therefore……

Bibi Dong said forcefully: "The development of Wuhundian has entered a critical period, and the business is busy, and we can get out of the critical period in three days."

"After three days, I will give up the Pope."

This statement obviously does not satisfy the devotees.

What they want is to take away the power of the Pope now.

Not three days later!
The middle-aged man in golden armor sneered, "Three days?"

"It's just a plan to delay the attack!"

"If the pope has any important matters, he can discuss with the new pope."

"It doesn't take three days to solve the trouble."

Bibi Dong shook her head slowly: "No, there are some things that can't be made sense in a short while."

The golden armor priest sneered: "Hmph, it's a plan to slow down the army, I see who else you can rely on!"

"With several of our priests here, are you afraid that you will hand over the Pope?"

Bibi Dong said very calmly: "Since you are not afraid of any plan to delay the attack, why bother to covet the pope's power for three days in exchange for a bad reputation?"

If Bibi Dong voluntarily abdicated, the priests would still have a good reputation.

If the priests forcefully persecute him, his reputation will naturally be...

When the priest heard Bibi Dong say that, he also laughed.

"Okay! Then three days later!"

"Three days later, the Pope will give up the position of Pope, everyone heard?"

"If it's fake, don't blame us..."

Having said that, the priests stood together one after another, as if they were fighting against each other.

Seeing this scene, Bibi Dong felt like laughing.

This group of people is nothing more than greed for greater power.

They are not united in one mind, but have long had exchanges of interests.

Even after inheriting the Pope, the interests between them have already been clearly distributed.

That's why they could unite together to force Bibi Dong to abdicate.

Now, as long as the elders, Chen Xiaoyu, and Qian Renxue return, Bibi Dong will not be afraid of this group of priests.

Enshrined, there are only seven in total, two died, and five remain.

Five 96-level enshrined, it seems that it is not difficult to defeat.

If it was Qian Daoliu who was infinitely close to level 99, or Golden Crocodile Douluo with a 10 year spirit ring, Bibi Dong might still be a little apprehensive.

But this group of worshipers...

To be honest, in Bibi Dong's eyes, compared to Qiandaoliu Golden Crocodile Douluo, they are nothing more than cats and dogs.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely tense.

Several priests joined forces to force Bibi Dong to abdicate.

Suddenly, a heavy sense of oppression descended from the sky.

Everyone was shocked and hurried to the outside of the hall.

I saw a purple cube that was slowly descending.

"This is……"

The priests were terrified, and felt that the whole person was not well.

Just because the oppressive feeling coming from inside the purple cube is too terrifying.

When they faced Golden Crocodile Douluo and Qian Daoliu, they didn't have this kind of heart-wrenching feeling.

"Everyone wants to be the pope, why does it take three days?"

The purple cube descended and dissipated slowly, revealing several figures.

Chen Xiaoyu said with a cold face: "I think it's just today."

Bibi Dong, who was coming out from the entrance of the hall, saw Chen Xiaoyu and Qian Renxue, and heaved a sigh of relief.

For some reason, she always felt that Chen Xiaoyu could do things that she couldn't.

When the priests saw that it was Chen Xiaoyu, they all looked surprised.

God Douluo...

This Holy Son is not ordinary, the name of the God Douluo is well-known throughout the entire continent.

But what did he mean by what he said?
Could it be that he wants to compete with the three priests for the position of pope?

Seeing Chen Xiaoyu say such words, one of the priests asked, "What does the Holy Son mean by these words?"

"Although the Holy Son is the Pope's first successor, the Pope has already said that he will give up the position of Pope in three days and give it up to the third."

Chen Xiaoyu snorted coldly, moved his body, and asked, "Really? Who is the third priest?"

In fact, the holy son and the worship, although the holy son is more important, the status of the holy son is half higher than that of the holy son.

Chen Xiaoyu's tone of voice could already be regarded as deliberate provocation.

However, due to the name of the God Douluo and Chen Xiaoyu's oppressive feeling that cannot be ignored...

The priests moved out of the way one after another, revealing the three offerings.

At this time, the third priest was also a little guilty, but he still stood with his hands behind his back, looked down at Chen Xiaoyu, and said calmly, "It's me!"

Chen Xiaoyu, who was on the opposite side, looked up and down the so-called three priests, and said with a sneer, "It's just a fish, how can He De sit on the Pope's throne?"

As he said that, Chen Xiaoyu's eyes narrowed, and a burst of purple spiritual power gushed out from the golden core in his dantian.

Boom~
Purple spiritual power appeared all over Chen Xiaoyu, and there was a faint flash of thunder.

The source of Chen Xiaoyu's spiritual power is Jie Yun's spiritual power.

Therefore, it comes with a terrifying thunder attribute.

There was a roar, and a purple thunderbolt struck towards the three priests.

The speed was unbelievably fast, and almost everyone didn't even realize it, and the whole body of the three priests had already been turned into fly ash.

Before he died, he couldn't even make a scream!

This scene was a huge blow to everyone.

The remaining four priests took a step back one after another, looking at Chen Xiaoyu in horror.

Chen Xiaoyu looked around, and asked in a flat tone: "Who else is interested in the Pope?"

"You might as well stand up, I will send them all away today."

The priests swallowed their saliva, and the originally excited mood finally calmed down.

Finally, a priest couldn't help but blamed Chen Xiaoyu: "Holy Son! The foundation of the Wuhun Temple lies in worship. If you kill the priest rashly, you are not worthy of being a Holy Son!"

"The so-called Holy Son, you naturally have to think about the Spirit Hall, why did you suddenly attack the enshrinement?"

Chen Xiaoyu cast a glance at the priest who spoke, and without a word, a purple thunderbolt struck him.

boom! ! !
This enshrinement had obviously been prepared long ago.

Under Chen Xiaoyu's casual blow, he didn't die directly.

The priest still did not forget his identity, and murmured: "I am a priest, you can't kill me at will..."

Chen Xiaoyu glanced at him unexpectedly, and then another purple lightning strike struck him.

(End of this chapter)

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