Douluo: The Road to Invincibility Begins with Bibi Dong

Chapter 5 I am a dog-licking system, not a hacking system
In the original novel, even though Qian Renxue became an angel god in the end, she was still beaten by a small-time punk.

Such a weak martial spirit is only enough to match a time traveler.

The host of the system is a bit lacking.

Bibi Dong is fine, just stay away from her when you can't beat her in the early stages.

It won’t be too late to take revenge on her when I become stronger than her in the future.

At that time, she can once again experience the fear of being dominated.

Of course, Li Ling was indeed quite greedy for her body.

But it's the one in the later stage.

This one isn't quite good now, it lacks the charm of a mature wife.

[Are you afraid of Bibi Dong? ]

The system's contemptuous voice sounded.

[Don't I know what you are thinking? I gave you this martial soul for a reason.]

[Didn't you notice that the light on this angel's martial spirit is different from the light on the angel's martial spirit in this world that you know of?]

No matter what you say, it's still an angel spirit, and it only has six wings.

"What's the use of different lights? As far as I know, the more wings an angel has, the better... Wait."

Li Ling seemed to pause suddenly, as if he had thought of something.

"Seraphim, ice blue?"

"Can this also be called emerald color?"

【What do you think? 】

Emerald seraph?

In some Western fantasy novels, who is the angel closest to God?

"Archangel Michael?"

"Even Michael is just the angel closest to God."

"You're not even a god, so your strength is still not good enough."

Li Ling was in low spirits and had no interest in anything.

After touching the stubble on his chin, he continued to lick the goddess.

See if you can lick out a few more martial spirits.

He left these stubbles on purpose to increase his lethality to the goddess.

[This is a fantasy sewer, a world where even ordinary angels can call themselves gods. ]

[When you, the archangel, grow up to be a god, you will be able to kill all the gods in the world. ]

The system's tone revealed contempt and disdain for the God of this world.

After hearing this, Li Ling finally became somewhat interested.

"I actually prefer the black iron rod you lent me."

The black iron rod cannot kill people, but it can make the person hit by it fall into a deep sleep 100%.

Those who fall into a deep sleep will enter a dream woven for them by the user of the black iron rod.

In the dream, the holder of the black iron rod is equivalent to the director and screenwriter.

The person who is hit by the iron rod is equivalent to the protagonist in the dream.

The protagonist in the dream will dream about the plot provided for him by the director and screenwriter.

The memories of the dream will be preserved completely, making it difficult for the person who is hit to tell whether the experience in the dream is real or illusory.

Not long ago, he weaved a dream for Qianxunji in which Qianxunji had sex with Bibi Dong, and then was kicked off the bed by Bibi Dong and lost consciousness.

After all, Li Ling was not a professional director or screenwriter, and the dream was very crudely woven.

For example, it is inexplicable why Qianxunji's clothes are so neatly arranged.

Why would a Titled Douluo with a god-level martial spirit lose consciousness so easily?

But the dream is real enough.

Regardless of the strength of the black iron rod, it is very playable.

[As long as you perform well enough in the future, you will have everything. ]

[For example, turn all of your black spirit rings into red ones.]

"Soul ring?"

Li Ling then remembered that he seemed to be a Titled Douluo at level 90. The soul power in his body flowed, and soul rings appeared under his feet one after another.

Nine black soul rings.

"99999 years? Fuck you."

Li Ling's face darkened instantly, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

You've already given me your soul ring, but you still do this. It's disgusting.

Or you can give them all 1 years, and they will all be black rings for years.

Or you can just give them all 10 years, all of them are -year red rings.

If you give a difference of 1 year to years, wouldn't that be the death of the person with obsessive-compulsive disorder?

"Master Tong, I am very happy that you can give me so many spirit rings."

"But I don't like the age of these spirit rings you gave me."

"You make me feel very uncomfortable."

"Can't we just go all red in one go?"

"They are all just one year away from becoming popular again, what's wrong with you?"

A 99999-year soul ring and a 10-year soul ring may not be much different in terms of soul power.

It’s just that your color is so red that you can’t even be called an obsessive-compulsive disorder patient.

Even a normal person would feel somewhat uncomfortable.

[What do you think? Do you think the colors of these spirit rings are dazzling? ]

【Then work hard to complete the system tasks. I wish you can reach full red soon. 】

Fuck you, Li Ling rubbed his chin hard.

After hearing what the system said, I suddenly felt that these black soul rings became even more dazzling.

"Let me tell you in advance, you won't be infinitely 0.999, right?"

"You won't increase it by month, day, or hour."

[Don't worry, I'm a dog-licking system, not a hacking system. ]

"Okay, I believe you then."

Li Ling put away his martial soul and soul ring, suppressed his aura, and flew towards the brilliantly lit martial soul city.
As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place.

The game is about darkness under the lamp.

Time flies, the years are like a shuttle.

Years passed by in a flash.

Inside the Spirit Hall, the atmosphere in the Worship Hall was particularly tense today.

The two groups were facing each other on the east and west sides, with tensions rising.

A group of people in the east was led by a purple-haired noblewoman, followed by several Titled Douluo-level powerhouses.

This noble lady has an extremely stunning face, a slender waist and a voluptuous body. She has an indescribable temperament and exudes an aura that makes people want to kneel down at her feet.

A long gauze dress perfectly outlines her plump and curvy figure.

She held a scepter in her hand, had a cool look on her face, and exuded a noble, mature and charming charm.

Every gesture and movement reveals the charm that can captivate everyone.

A group of people in the west was led by a blond old man, followed by several Titled Douluo masters.

Although the old man is very old, he still looks vigorous, with a gleam in his eyes and a gaze as sharp as lightning.

Wherever I looked, the air around me seemed to become stagnant.

Next to him stood a black-haired girl who looked about five or six years old.

The girl has red lips and white teeth, her eyes are as clear and moving as gems, and her skin is whiter than snow and as smooth as a baby's.

Between her eyebrows and eyes, there is a hint of the purple-haired noblewoman.

The blond old man looked at the purple-haired beautiful woman with a somewhat indifferent look, and also revealed a hint of vigilance.

"Bibi Dong, what are you doing here?"

Bibi Dong glanced at the black-haired girl with her beautiful eyes, and a hint of disgust and resentment flashed across her eyes.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her charming and seductive red lips were curved in an inexplicable arc.

"There is a child in the Spirit Hall who is about to awaken his spirit. As the Pope of the Spirit Hall, I should come and take a look."

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