Zhutian: I use the breathing method to traverse the fantasy sewer

Chapter 141 Raksha Mysterious Realm

"Cher..."

Seeing this figure, Bibi Dong couldn't help but murmur.

"Mother."

And that figure also called out a title that Bibi Dong had never thought of.

"Xue'er... I'm sorry for you..." Bibi Dong shed tears.

Angel Linchen gently hugged the sobbing Bibi Dong.

At this moment, Bibi Dong felt as if countless years had passed, and those decades of life were repeated over and over again.

……

In reality, not much time has passed.

Shen Yan saw Bibi Dong's series of changes.

"The signal jammer has been used and will be destroyed soon."

A line of text appeared above the system's light curtain.

"Use completed? So this is the end, right?" Shen Yan thought.

At this time, Bibi Dong was sitting on the papal throne and crying. Long Xiaoyao was there, but Shen Yan was a little embarrassed sitting here.

After a while, seeing Bibi Dong looking like she was about to wake up, Shen Yan coughed quickly.

Long Xiaoyao immediately understood.

"The Pope, the Pope?"

"Huh?" Bibi Dong opened her eyes blankly and looked at the familiar papal hall. She still didn't come back to her senses for a while.

"What does the Pope think of our proposal?"

"Huh? Ahem, I'll think about it." Bibi Dong looked at Long Xiaoyao, but what he was thinking about was everything he had just experienced.

The feeling was so real, like having really experienced it.

But in fact, according to Bibi Dong's current physical sensation, less than a while has passed, which is consistent with the time Long Xiaoyao said.

As for what Long Xiaoyao said, Bibi Dong didn't care much now, in her mind before, she had already mentioned the reason for her trip to Hongchen Palace.

"You've come a long way from the Hongchen Palace, why don't you take a rest at my Wuhun Palace?"

Because she was eager to verify some things, Bibi Dong just wanted to end the matter here quickly.

"It's okay, since the Pope has something to do, it's good for us to hang out in Wuhun City. I hope the Pope can give us all a satisfactory answer."

"Come here, take the distinguished guests of the Red Dust Palace to the side hall to rest." Bibi Dong shouted, and immediately outside the Pope's Palace, several palace-protecting knights came in and led Shen Yan and Long Xiaoyao away.

Bibi Dong was left alone in the Pope's Palace, meditating quietly.

"What are those..."

Bibi Dong frowned and couldn't help but think of Yu Xiaogang in her "dream".

Sausage mouth, three to seven part hair, wretched little eyes.

Is that really the real Yu Xiaogang?
As long as she wants to check, Bibidong can find out Yu Xiaogang's location at any time, but Bibidong doesn't want to pay attention to Yu Xiaogang at this time.

I saw her hands making a strange gesture, and waves of soul power surged.

A purple-black sickle-shaped mark suddenly appeared on Bibi Dong's forehead.

"It can't be opened...why can't it be opened?"

Bibi Dong opened her eyes, and the purple-black sickle mark suddenly disappeared.

"The Rakshasa Secret Realm...disappeared? Or...I no longer have the ability to open it."

"Rakshasa God... Is this good or bad... Is this abnormal state of mine caused by the Red Dust Palace?"

The time of coming to the Red Dust Palace and the time of her "dream" are too coincidental, even if there seems to be no relationship between the two, Bibi Dong still cannot help being connected.But as shown on the surface, Bibi Dong couldn't think of any similar relationship between the two. If there was any connection, it would be somewhat related to Wuhundian.

At the opening ceremony of the Red Dust Palace back then, Ju Douluo did not discover Long Xiaoyao's true strength, but before face to face, Bibi Dong felt Long Xiaoyao's true strength.

Level 99 Peerless Douluo.

In this Douluo Continent, maybe there are others who can reach level 98 besides Golden Crocodile Douluo, but there are only three peerless Douluo at level 99 besides himself.

That was the original Qian Daoliu, Tang Chen, and Bo Saixi.

Apart from this, there is no peerless Douluo-level titled Douluo in the entire Douluo Continent.

How did Long Xiaoyao appear?

And Bibi Dong can also feel that Long Xiaoyao's martial spirit is also a very powerful one. At the very least, it must be at the level of Golden Crocodile. At a higher level, it may even be lower than the god-level martial spirit inherited by Qianjia. One line.

It is absolutely impossible for such a strong person to remain unknown, and Bibi Dong has never heard of such a hidden force in the Hongchen Palace that suddenly appeared.

Compared with the things he "dreams", the things in the Red World Palace do not seem so simple.

"Troublesome days..." Bibi Dong murmured, and couldn't help but think of Qian Renxue who was far away in Tiandou City.

"I haven't seen...her in years."

"Am I really wrong?"

In the end, all the questions and speculations turned into a sigh, which echoed for a long time in the closed papal hall.

At the top of Wuhun Holy Mountain, in Douluo Hall.

"Have they arrived?"

"Yes, great offering."

"The Pope... said something?"

"His Majesty the Pope didn't say anything. He just ordered the knights protecting the palace to take the two guests from the Red Dust Palace to the side hall to rest."

"Okay, you go down."

"Yes."

Qian Daoliu, a great priest in a gray robe, looked up at the huge golden statue. "Under the temple, there is such a place where filth and evil are hidden. Could it be that... Ji'er was like this back then..."

……

In an unknown place, in the secret realm of Rakshasa.

A black shadow took shape, and an inarticulate voice slowly echoed in the secret realm.

"Damn it, why can't I contact that chess piece all of a sudden?"

"I've laid it all out for so many years, how could it be possible that everything was lost in one fell swoop? There must be a way..."

"Otherwise, if we use that piece of trash... No, the piece of trash is just trash. It won't have any effect. At most, it can only contain the chess piece Bibi Dong. We still have to think about it carefully..."

The black shadow slowly dissipated, leaving only a huge purple-black sickle stuck in the ground.

Endless evil thoughts and malice filled this secret realm, and the purple-black sky and blood-red full moon made it even more strange.

"Hehehehe... No matter what happens, the chess pieces are just chess pieces after all. When I get rid of this shield, she will become more suitable for the implementation of the plan."

……

Side hall.

Shen Yan sat quietly on the chair, closed his eyes, and relaxed completely.

"The secret realm of Rakshasa should be in the Pope's Palace, and the Pope's throne is the closest place to the secret realm."

Chen Yan secretly peeled off the cocoon in his heart, Qianxun quickly secreted Bibi Dong, and the secret room was in the Pope's Palace. The Rakshasa Secret Realm was closest to the Pope's throne, so the secret room should be under the Pope's throne.

In the Wuhun Temple, why is there a secret realm of the Rakshasa God?
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(End of this chapter)