Chapter 99. Qian Daoliu VS Bibi Dong After saying this, Qian Daoliu turned to look at Bibi Dong in the sky, his aura suddenly exploding. Behind him, the martial soul of a six-winged angel slowly emerged.
"Bibi Dong, I felt guilty towards you before, so I let you go, turning a blind eye to everything you did."
"Even when you secretly cultivated your own power, I intended to turn a blind eye. Do you know that Golden Crocodile Douluo and Spirit Kite Douluo tried to stop you more than once?"
Qian Daoliu looked at Bibi Dong with heartache.
"It was I who stopped them, allowing you to act freely."
"Hmph, so what? What do you want to say?"
Bibi Dong looked at Qian Daoliu disdainfully.
Qian Daoliu looked at Bibi Dong, whose mind was already controlled by the Rakshasa Divine Thought, knowing that no matter what he said, he couldn't awaken Bibi Dong's conscience as a human being.
The immense aura of a peerless Douluo instantly emanated from him.
"I want to say..."
Golden light spread between Qian Daoliu's brows and eyes.
It seemed as if he was swimming in a golden ocean.
"I will correct my own mistakes."
"Boom!"
Endless golden soul power dyed half the sky golden.
"You?"
Bibi Dong felt she was only one step away from becoming a god.
"Then I'll kill you first, then kill Qin Feng!"
Bibi Dong roared to the sky, her evil aura erupting once more.
Her body instantly became enormous, emanating a dense black mist that condensed into a gigantic Rakshasa phantom.
Her eyes turned blood red, filled with evil and murderous intent.
Sensing Bibi Dong's terrifying power, Qian Daoliu dared not underestimate her.
After all, he only possessed an Angelic Martial Soul, not the heir to the Angelic Godhood.
"Seventh Soul Skill, Angelic True Form!"
Qian Daoliu's body transformed into a golden ray of light, soaring into the air.
A pair of pure white wings appeared behind him, and he held a golden spear imbued with angelic aura, radiating a divine aura.
"Bibi Dong, give up. The Rakshasa God is merely exploiting your resentment," Qian Daoliu sighed.
"Qian Daoliu, don't talk like that. Without the Rakshasa God's power, how can I contend against the angelic heritage passed down through your Qian family for so many years!" Bibi Dong said through gritted teeth.
Looking at Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu could only shake his head.
Then, almost simultaneously, the two launched their attacks.
Under the collision of immense soul power, Bibi Dong wielded her Rakshasa Demon Scythe, releasing streaks of purplish-black scythe-shaped light blades that slashed towards Qian Daoliu.
Seeing these evil-infused light blades, Qian Daoliu swung his golden spear, releasing streaks of golden light.
The purplish-black light blades collided with the divine golden light.
In an instant, countless explosions erupted in the air.
"Boom boom boom..."
The purplish-black and golden light collided continuously, generating powerful shockwaves.
The surrounding space began to distort.
Bibi Dong's Rakshasa divine power carried an evil aura, each purplish-black blade of light exuding a terrifying presence.
However, Qian Daoliu's angelic soul power possessed a purifying effect, capable of dissolving Bibi Dong's evil aura one by one.
Each clash of their soul powers produced a loud and ear-piercing hissing sound. Qin Feng and Gu Yuena both couldn't help but take two steps back.
"However, I must say, angelic soul power is quite effective against this Rakshasa soul power."
"Damn it!" Bibi Dong roared and launched another attack. She wielded her hands, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe drawing an arc in the air before slashing fiercely at Qian Daoliu.
"Rakshasa Tear Slash!"
This slash carried unparalleled power, as if it would tear the entire space apart.
Qian Daoliu dared not be careless. He took a deep breath, and the angelic phantom behind him shone brightly as he thrust his spear forward.
The tip of the spear gleamed with brilliant golden light, colliding fiercely with Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Demon Scythe.
"Bang!"
A loud bang reverberated as the two powerful forces collided, creating waves of massive soul power fluctuations that spread outwards.
These powerful fluctuations carried immense force, forcing both Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu to retreat.
"Such powerful strength!" Qian Daoliu was secretly astonished.
He hadn't expected Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Divine Sense state to unleash such power; she truly lived up to her title as a god's successor.
"However, this isn't enough!" Qian Daoliu's eyes narrowed, and he swung his spear again, his mind made up.
Since he had made so many mistakes over the years to create the Bibi Dong she was now, he would correct those mistakes even if it meant death.
Bibi Dong had to be saved by him!
"Ninth Soul Skill—Angel's Glory!"
As Qian Daoliu's voice rang out, an angelic phantom reappeared behind him.
This was the angelic phantom in his Martial Soul True Body state, containing extremely terrifying angelic power.
Then, beams of golden light shot out from the angelic phantom, converging on the spear in Qian Daoliu's hand.
The light on the spear grew brighter and brighter, finally transforming into a golden pillar of light tens of meters in diameter, which hurtled towards Bibi Dong.
"Not good!" Bibi Dong's expression changed drastically. Not only her, but even the Rakshasa Divine Sense, silently observing everything behind her, sensed the terrifying soul power contained within that golden pillar of light.
Bibi Dong immediately formed hand seals, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe spinning once in the air before slamming it into the ground.
Terrifying evil energy exploded outwards like a sudden burst, forcefully pushing aside the angel's golden light.
Bibi Dong spread her arms wide, forming a stark
"Evil Rakshasa Transformation!"
As Bibi Dong's voice fell, her body rapidly expanded, transforming into a gigantic Bibi Dong tens of meters tall.
"Roar!"
Her skin was covered in purplish-black armor, studded with ferocious bone spikes, and her eyes flashed with blood-red light.
She opened her mouth, spewing out a ball of purplish-black laser light, meeting Qian Daoliu's angelic glory head-on.
"Boom!"
Two beams of light, one purplish-black and the other golden, each carrying terrifying power, collided in mid-air, creating a deafening explosion. The
surrounding air was distorted, forming a massive storm of soul power, both golden and purplish-black.
Although Bibi Dong's power bestowed by the Rakshasa God was formidable, it proved insufficient against Qian Daoliu's Angelic Glory.
The powerful whirlwind forced her back repeatedly, and the purplish-black mist around her gradually dissipated.
Qian Daoliu knew this was his chance to press his advantage.
The golden spear in his hand vanished, and his eighth soul ring lit up.
"Eighth Soul Skill—Angel's Sword!"
"Buzz!"
Behind Qian Daoliu, three giant golden swords slowly materialized, emitting a buzzing sound.
(End of Chapter)
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