Legend of the Dragon King: I have been licking dogs for thousands of years, and now I am leaving.

Chapter 120 Bibi Dong’s Remains

The deep purple light gradually replaced the gray world, and an evil resentment became stronger and stronger. The power gradually covered the whole body from Harosa's right arm, and was wrapped in the deep purple light. At this moment, he really looked like the god of death from hell. .

A purple figure behind him showed a peerless appearance, holding four giant scythes, and an evil and turbid aura filled the air.

"Since I have received a miracle, how can you resist?!"

Harosa's voice was not as deep as before, but rather loud, but there was deep malice in it, as if the sound of hell was echoing.

Lin Jiu's eyes narrowed, and he could clearly feel the power. It was clearly the power of the Rakshasa God, and his right arm was not a soul bone or a fragment of a divine armor. It was strange that Lin Jiu didn't understand that for a while. What is it.

But this did not affect Lin Jiu's desire to kill Harosa. At this moment, he really deserved to die. The golden dragon gun in his hand was full of power again, and the low moan of the dragon god rang out from his body. He wanted to step forward and kill him completely. Halosa, before the golden dragon spear in his hand was unsheathed, his arm was pulled by a delicate jade hand.

"Xue'er, you..." Lin Jiu looked at Qian Renxue with some distress, but the other party's eyes at this moment were extremely strong.

Qian Renxue said solemnly: "Leave it to me."

Lin Jiu was silent for a while, and finally sighed helplessly, agreed and stepped back.

Qian Renxue gradually walked forward, her eyes shining with light, and bursts of angelic divine power surged through her body.

Harosa said gloomily: "Angel, what's the use of this time in front of God?"

The dark purple light on his body surged upwards, gradually surrounding his body, leaving only a dark purple energy giant with four huge energy arms holding a Rakshasa Divine Scythe.

The dark purple power gradually spread and eroded towards Qian Renxue, but when it reached her, it could no longer move forward.

As Qian Renxue walked forward, the golden light on her body shone brighter and brighter. Six golden wings spread out behind her, and the angel's mark on her forehead shone brightly. With the holy sword in hand, the powerful angelic power was unreserved. Release, all evil erosion ceases to exist.

"A mere ant, even if he encounters a god, he still dares to speak nonsense!"

Under the light of the angel, Halosa's weak Rakshasa power was immediately suppressed and unable to be released, and all of it curled up into his right arm.

Harosa was illuminated by this holy light and could not move at all. He knelt on the ground and looked at Qian Renxue who walked in front of him in disbelief.

Following the orders of the Holy Spirit Cult, he practiced and recovered in the deep mountains and old forests. He accidentally discovered this treasure. He also thought that he was getting help from God. Although it only contained a very rare part of divine power, this power fit him very well. Not only did he His injuries recovered and his strength returned to its peak. And relying on this treasure, his strength completely surpassed the Ultimate Douluo. Therefore, when he discovered Lin Jiu, Qian Renxue and Sima Jinchi, he felt confident. appear before them.

But not only was Lin Jiu's strength unfathomable, Qian Renxue easily destroyed the power of God he relied on with an angelic power that he could not believe at all.

Qian Renxue's eyes were very indifferent, as if she couldn't see her emotions clearly. She just held the holy sword high, and the divine angelic power shone with a shocking light.

The light shines on Halosa. At this moment, he cannot say a word, but his body is constantly shaking. Black air flows out from his body. With each flow out, the ferocity on his face becomes more serious. Extreme pain flowed through his limbs.

And there seemed to be a mirror inside the gray airflow, which contained the creatures that died at Harosa's hands, including ordinary people, soul masters, soul beasts, and so on, it was impossible to count. Under the illumination of the angel's holy light, the black air currents gradually turned into white air currents and dissipated towards the sky, which also meant the dissolution of the resentments.

After a long time, no more black air flow came out of Halosa, and Qian Renxue also stopped shining the holy light.

Without Qian Renxue's restraint, Harosa fell to the ground uncontrollably. Although he was still breathing, he was languid. His originally handsome and gloomy face was now like a withered flower. As long as the breeze blows, , will wither.

Qian Renxue did not hesitate, and the holy sword in her hand was thrust straight into his broken body. The black armor shattered in response, and endless light power was injected into it. Harosa's body also swelled at this moment.

A few cracks appeared on his body at first, and then gradually developed into countless cracks. Golden light shone through the cracks. Finally, the light shone, and his body turned into a gray airflow and disappeared between heaven and earth.

This time, Pluto Douluo Harosa, who has been galloping on the mainland for hundreds of years, has truly fallen. There is no possibility of resurrection. He has received a real trial and the sanction he deserves.

Only the dark purple right arm armor was left on the spot. Qian Renxue looked at it and was lost in thought for a long time.

Finally, she held up the dark purple armor with trembling hands.

Lin Jiu came behind Qian Renxue and looked at the thing. Then he looked at Qian Renxue with some worry. He didn't know what this thing was until now.

Just as Lin Jiu had guessed at the beginning, this thing was neither a fragment of a divine armor nor a soul bone, but clearly the body of a god.

In other words, this is the stump of the Rakshasa God. Even if it is just a stump, it is still the stump of the god. The power contained in it is still extremely powerful, and it has been made into armor by someone who is willing. Even after 20,000 years, It still retains a lot of power belonging to the Rakshasa God.

And this Rakshasa God, it goes without saying, is Bibi Dong, the former Pope of Wuhun Temple, the first queen of Wuhun Empire, a generation of genius, and twin Wuhun.

However, it is so sad that for such a character, no matter how brilliant he was, his bones were refined into various magical weapons after his death.

Lin Jiu's throat rolled, and he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Qian Renxue just held the right gauntlet tightly, without saying a word, just silent, her eyes full of dullness.

After watching for a while, Qian Renxue suddenly stood up, and the dazzling angelic power bloomed with dazzling light. Under this light, the right arm armor turned into ashes without any resistance, facing the breeze, slowly drift.

"Xue'er, why bother." Lin Jiu couldn't help but say, those were her mother's bones after all.

Qian Renxue just smiled freely and looked at the clouds on the horizon, with determination in her eyes that Lin Jiu couldn't see through.

"The past is like smoke, dispersed by the wind."

　This is just the beginning of Xue'er's branch plot. The preparations have been made. It's almost the main plot. It's time to return to the main plot.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)