Douluo God Level Auxiliary System

Chapter 108 Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong's Choice

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Recently, the update has been interrupted suddenly for a few days, sorry everyone!I am busy with work and the driver's license test is suddenly scheduled, so... the author Xiaomeng said that Yalishan is big...

In addition, this book is thorough, the author Xiaomeng will finish the main line as soon as possible in the next few chapters, and then prepare to finish.

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The following is the body:
half a month later.

The capital of killing, the killing field of hell.

"Puchi—" With a soft sound, a middle-aged man with a thin body and a fierce face fell to the ground instantly.

In the venue, apart from the young man wearing a silver mask and a cloak, there were only nine dead, bloody corpses left.

The bloody smell started from the center of the field and slowly diffused.The people in the spectator seats outside the stadium all showed expressions of greed and enjoyment.

This is the symphony of crime and blood, and the source of all evils rejected by morality and the rule of law.

But it is also the best refuge for Yu Xiaogang.

It was another contest that was almost a unilateral massacre.Under the mask, Yu Xiaogang put his sword in his arms, turned around and quickly left the killing field.

As he left, on the viewing seats, several figures followed him and disappeared from the seats.

But soon, after a few bursts of shouts and shrill shouts faintly came from outside the killing field, there was no more sound.

In a secluded residence somewhere in the inner city, Yu Xiaogang was sitting cross-legged alone.

Here, there is no need to feel guilty about killing these people. After all, the people who come to a place like the killing capital are all treacherous and evil.

However, it seems that after the sword in his hand arrived here, it became more and more difficult to control, so he had to go back to his room as soon as possible, and use Wan Qianhua to suppress and refine those who were repeatedly affected by the sword spirit in his body. hostility.

Xianghuan, the sword spirit, always sends him an endless desire to kill, as if he wants him to slaughter all living beings in the world.

Fortunately, his mental method is cultivated with the most upright and strong righteousness, which is in harmony with each other and checks and balances each other, so that his mind is not affected.

It has been more than half a month since he came to this killing capital, which is even worse than the legends, and he has finally gotten used to the living habits and environment here.

Moreover, because of the life-breaking sword in his hand, he is living here like a fish in water.

He is the only one who can enter the killing field to participate in the competition every day.In just a short time, the people here have already regarded it as a monster-like existence.

Because his sword has a sword spirit, it does not need to be driven by soul power, and it is still unmatched.

So far, he has never encountered a speed faster than this sword, nor has he encountered a defense that can withstand his sword without breaking.

Feeling the hostility in his body being gradually suppressed and dissipated, Yu Xiaogang exhaled lightly.

At this rate, he should be able to go out soon.

But at this moment, while meditating with his eyes closed, he hadn't noticed that the broken sword was slowly absorbing the sinister energy that had been excluded from his body and had condensed into a black mist.

Killing the palace of the king.

On the throne, a slender blood-red figure stood in front of him, his voice hoarse like a vulture,
"How is the investigation?"

In the empty hall, another extremely cold female voice suddenly sounded,

"Respected King, the person under investigation is the one that the Spirit Hall is hunting down with all its strength and intends to strangle him."

Hearing this, the figure on the high platform let out a sinister laugh,

"Oh? So, he just came here to take refuge?"

"My lord, this person is powerful, and he goes to the killing field of hell every day to fight. I'm afraid he doesn't intend to just take refuge here."

"Hmph, he still wants to go to Hell Road and kill the God Realm. That king will kill him!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure fell to the ground quietly, followed by a cold and ethereal voice,

"You can't afford his life."

Hearing this, the blood-colored figure suddenly turned around, a thick and disgusting bloody smell covered his figure, a pair of copper bell-like eyes, the pupils glowed red, and the eyes were cloudy, staring closely at the visitor.

After a while, the Slaughter King hoarse his voice and said unwillingly,

"Lord Killing God, why do you say that?"

The person on the opposite side was wrapped in a black robe, but still couldn't conceal the extremely seductive and exquisite curves, and covered his face with black gauze, but revealed those intoxicating lavender eyes.Under the black turban, a few strands of purple hair hang down on the forehead, softening the eyes that are full of coldness and murderousness at the moment.

Under the veil, the red lips moved slightly.

"He's mine,"

After saying that, the figure floated in the air, releasing its own soul power without hindrance.

She turned around and said,
"It's time, let's go."

He galloped towards a certain direction without looking back.

Watching the figure go away in an instant, the blood-colored man showed a lot of unwillingness and envy in his eyes, and immediately set off and chased after him.

On the outskirts of the Slaughter City, on a barren mountain in the Far West.

Two figures, one red and one black, suddenly appeared in the sky above this place, and slowly landed.

The blood-colored figure silently followed behind her.

After a long while, she raised her hand and gently took off her veil, revealing that stunning and peerless face.

However, there was a slight sadness on her face now.

This is Bibi Dong, the second time here.

She knew in her heart that coming back here again meant that she would pass the final test of Rakshasa God, get his inheritance, and become a god.

But, just like the Wuhun who loathes her own, and the Wuhun Palace that gave her everything but destroyed her life, she also loathes this god position extremely.

She still remembered that when Rakshasa God's divine sense chose her, she was also puzzled.And the answer that Rakshasa told her with his divine sense made her feel shuddering.In the end, she gave up on obtaining this inheritance at the last step.

At that time, God Rakshasa had told her in a tone like a hell devil, because in her heart, there was an extremely evil seed that had taken root.

Once fully grown, she will be the perfect embodiment of evil and terror.

Therefore, she is also the most suitable inheritor of Rakshasa God...

"The seeds of evil..."

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong smiled miserably,
"Qian Daoliu, you actually forced me to choose between Wuhundian and Yu Xiaogang's life, and asked me to bring his body back with my own hands..."

"You don't know at all. As early as 20 years ago, when Chihiro Ji asked me to choose, my answer was already obvious."

"Today, my original intention will not change in any way... It's just that this pope will never be a lamb at the slaughter! Qian Daoliu, why do I have to make a choice? Wait until I inherit the gods. You will no longer be able to override me, the so-called passivity and choice will fall on you..."

While muttering, Bibi Dong's expression became extremely determined.

She walked slowly towards the altar on the top of the barren hill.In the eyes, a crystal tear slipped silently.

"Xiao Gang... If you want me to wait for you, then I will try my best to live strong. I will block some of the hardships ahead for you, and I will also pave the way for you to return. At this moment, I only hope With you, don't forget the return date..."

(End of this chapter)