Douluo: I was overheard by Bibi Dong

Chapter 23 How Can Her Martial Soul Have Eight Wings?

【Strange, how did this old guy, Golden Crocodile Douluo, appear so long in advance?If he could have appeared earlier in the original book, I am afraid there would be no such thing as Tang Hao making a big fuss in the Wuhun Palace! 】

Su Cheng knew very well that this Golden Crocodile Douluo was a powerful figure who would only appear in the late stage.

【An existence like him, if he had realized Tang San and the others earlier, then the Spirit Hall would not have such a miserable end! 】

[It seems that it has really changed! 】

Now that the plot is up, Su Cheng has to accept the reality.

"Golden Crocodile Douluo will have such a big influence on the whole? Tang Hao, will Tang San be my strongest enemy in the future..."

Bibi Dong had heard Tang San's voice from Su Cheng's heart at least a dozen times, this also had to make her start to pay attention to this enemy who hadn't appeared yet.

"Your Majesty, I think you'd better think clearly before answering my question, otherwise don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Golden crocodile worshiper, please don't give me such an unwarranted label! When did I tell you to listen to me." Bibi Dong was really speechless.

One could tell at a glance that Golden Crocodile Douluo must be thinking about how to put on small shoes for Bibi Dong.

"This old guy is very bad when he comes out of the palace!"

"Hmph! If Your Majesty really doesn't have what I just said, why are you still refusing to let go of my miserable nephew?"

This was the first time that Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke to Bibi Dong in such a humble manner.

"What are you? What if I'm not willing to let him go?" Bibi Dong's jade hand, which was already firmly holding Jin Lin's neck, suddenly increased a lot of strength at this moment.

"Ahem!" This undoubtedly made Jin Lin in her hand uncomfortable and couldn't help coughing a few times.

"Grandpa, save me quickly..." Jin Lin, whose fate was being strangled by Bibi Dong, cried out to Golden Crocodile Douluo with great difficulty.

At this moment, his grandfather has become the only person present who can save him and get him out of this sea of ​​misery.

"Your Majesty the Pope, how dare you..." Golden Crocodile Douluo realized in an instant that Bibi Dong had murderous intentions towards Jin Lin.

"Old guy, I'm afraid it's not up to you to take care of who I want to kill, right? Your precious nephew is not arrogant, why are you so scared now?" Bibi Dong gently covered her small mouth with another jade hand, Hee hee smiled.

"If you're so timid, don't just come out and pretend to be a circle! Look at what happened now, who's to blame for it."

"Who says it's not!" Someone was also mocking, while looking at the golden forest in the Pope's hand.

"Shouldn't the popes of all ages have to give face to the elders? How come the Pope dares to play with the elders so unscrupulously now."

"Besides, the offering in front of you is not an ordinary offering! He is the only one in our Spirit Hall who can sit on an equal footing with old Pope Qian Daoliu."

"Then who knows, anyway, the Pope is definitely not something you and I can guess."

Just by talking to these people, you can know that Wuhundian does not lack a few smart people.

"Your Majesty the Pope, don't force me!"

While speaking, Golden Crocodile Douluo's Golden Crocodile King Martial Soul suddenly appeared behind him, and a coercion belonging to the strong instantly suppressed everyone present.

At this time, the nine spirit rings on Wuhun also appeared around his body.

Golden Crocodile Douluo is one of the very few soul masters in the Douluo Continent who has a 10-year soul ring without the increase of the divine test, which also reflects his strength.

"Is this the enshrinement of the offering hall? Is it unreasonable to do it?" Bibi Dong smiled contemptuously, and the strength in her hands increased again.

Now she only needs to pinch it lightly again, and this kid Jin Lin is about to die completely.

"Your Majesty, then don't blame the old minister for being sorry for you." Golden Crocodile Douluo saw that his nephew was about to lose his hold, so he took the initiative to attack.

A strong force condensed in the palm of his hand, continuously bombarding Bibi Dong's body from the front.

Under such continuous and strong attacks, I am afraid that only the strong Douluo can hold on, and everyone below Douluo is an ant.

"Su Cheng, get out of here first!"

When this crisis came, the first thing that Bibi Dong thought of was the child Su Cheng who had only been with her for a day or so.

"Um... who is the protagonist?"

Su Cheng suddenly realized that if he was still following Bibi Dong now, not only would he not be able to make his mark, but he would also cause Bibi Dong to continue to be unlucky.

"It seems that I have to get closer to her. It feels so good to lie flat...Is this what it's like to hug a rich woman?"

In another world, there are still people who can protect themselves so desperately, no matter how strong the enemy is, they don’t have to do it themselves, and the most important thing to protect themselves is the best sister, this is simply a worldly enjoyment!

Sure enough, this way of thinking in Sioux City can always surprise us.

Under the bombardment of Golden Crocodile Douluo's powerful force, Bibi Dong could only cast an eight-winged angel to protect her.

"The second offering is so strong!!"

"Uh... what you said, isn't the Pope not strong?"

When the bystanders saw that Golden Crocodile Douluo was about to attack, they hurriedly withdrew a hundred meters away and continued to watch the battle.

After the power of the offering disappeared, a golden light instantly pierced through the billowing smoke and shone in the clouds.

"Did they take it?" Golden Crocodile Douluo was a little stunned.

In the thick smoke, he didn't feel that Bibi Dong and Su Cheng were injured, but instead felt that his nephew Jin Lin was dying, as if he was about to die in the next moment.

"What the hell happened in there?"

Just when Golden Crocodile Douluo was extremely strange, the billowing smoke in front of his eyes instantly disappeared under the shining golden light.

"what the hell!"

"This is……"

"Why does the angel Wuhun under the Pope's crown have eight wings?"

The thick smoke dissipated, and Bibi Dong's golden eight-winged angel spirit also completely appeared in front of the eyes of the world, shocking everyone present to the point of dumbfounded.

"What's the situation? Shouldn't Bibi Dong's spirit be a seraph?"

"How could the seraph spirit have eight wings???"

Golden Crocodile Douluo felt that he was about to lose his mind, this was clearly beyond his understanding.

He has followed Wuhundian for nearly 100 years, and he has also witnessed the owner of many angel Wuhuns during this period.

But they had never experienced Bibi Dong's current situation.Even the former Chihiro Ji did not have Bayi to say so.

Wuhun's six wings changed to eight wings, this is simply an unimaginable thing, probably even Qian Daoliu, the great priest of Wuhun Hall today, doesn't know about it.

(End of this chapter)