Douluo: Begin As Bibi Dong’s Righteous Son

As Bi Zihan began to practice, the spiritual energy of the world around him was gradually pouring into his body, and the speed of the influx of spiritual energy was still increasing. In just a moment, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth around his body was about to condense into liquid.

With every breath, a large amount of heaven and earth aura entered his body, and the pores on his body were constantly absorbing the heaven and earth aura.

A large amount of heaven and earth aura entered his spiritual sea, splitting his spiritual sea into two from the middle, and forming a road in the middle.

On the left side of the road, is the place of the fallen angel, and on the right side of the road, is the place of the sword of the gods and the angel, and the book of gods is floating quietly in the middle of the road.

Just when the road was completely formed, the book of gods in the middle quickly flipped. The fallen angel sitting on the left opened his eyes in unison, a black light radiated from his body, and the figure of the angel also appeared on the sword of the gods on the right.

The invisible shackles shattered instantly, and black and golden rays of light emanated from their bodies, reaching the sky. The figures of fallen angels and angels also rushed out of the sea of ​​consciousness following the rays of light.

The evil-eyed holy king, who was crawling at the door, looked at the situation in front of him, his eyes were blank, and he didn't know what was going on. He glanced at the cross gun that was chained to him, and he just raised the idea of ​​​​escaping, and was directly pressed back by him.

"Boss, you're right. To be a cat, you must have the consciousness of being a cat. It's not easy for me to live a million years, so let's be honest and watch the gate." crawled at the door motionless.

Outside, the sky was suddenly shrouded in darkness, causing the entire continent to fall into darkness where one could not see five fingers, and even the light emitted by the sun was absorbed by the darkness.

Above the darkness, at the junction of the continent and the realm of the gods, the figures of fallen angels and angels stood quietly among them, and around them were thunders ready to strike. But they didn't seem to see the thunder around them, and they didn't care about it at all.

Thunder leaned down and slashed towards their bodies, but neither the fallen angel nor the angel paid any attention, and let the thunder strike him. The fallen angel and the angel reached out and grabbed into the void at the same time, representing the law of darkness and light. They were caught in their hands, and then the body gradually disappeared and returned to the sea of ​​​​spirits.

On the left side of the sea of ​​​​spirits, the fallen angel released the dark law in his hand. In an instant, the left side of the entire spiritual sea was occupied by the rich darkness. And the angel is on the right, releasing the law of light, and the right side of the entire spiritual sea is illuminated by light like day.

Black is pure darkness, gold is pure light, two diametrically opposed laws, separated by the middle road, like two diametrically opposite small worlds.

At the end of the road, a black and gold seat appeared, with a mysterious pattern engraved on the seat. And sitting on the seat is the twelve-winged fallen angel spirit. On the left hand side of the fallen angel spirit is the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, and the right hand floats the sword of the gods.

The Book of Gods is in the air, emitting a faint light, balancing the darkness on the left and the light on the right, so that the two laws are not more or less, just the same.

A large amount of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth renders the middle ground the same color as white jade, and the remaining spiritual energy is gathered together, turning the spiritual energy in the entire spiritual sea into a faint white mist.

Under the action of the white fog, the darkness on the left seems to have turned into an Asura hell, which looks a bit gloomy, while the light on the right is like a fairyland, with clouds and mists lingering.

The spiritual energy in the carriage stopped gathering, and Bi Zihan also opened his eyes. After exhaling lightly, he continued to close his eyes to gather sword intent.

In front of him, Slaughter Sword Intent kept shaking, as if he had reached some kind of resonance with Bi Zihan. But the seraph pattern on his arm exudes invisible energy, trying to suppress the killing sword intent.

At this moment, the blood in Bi Zihan's body suddenly throbbed, and an invisible energy appeared, blocking the energy emitted by the Seraph's pattern, and quickly offset the energy.

A woman wearing a long black dress with a pretty face and black hair like a waterfall suddenly appeared beside Bi Zihan.

The woman looked at Bi Zihan carefully with her own eyes, and there was tenderness, love, and a smile in her eyes. But when he saw the pattern of the seraph on his hand, he frowned and the expression on his face was a little unhappy.

"Angel God, you are really good enough. You are blatantly stealing people under my nose." The woman looked at the pattern and couldn't help thinking secretly in her heart.

Every time the seraph pattern emits invisible energy, the woman stretches out her hand and shoots out an energy that offsets the energy emanating from the seraph pattern.

Bi Zihan felt the throbbing of the blood in his body, opened his eyes and looked around, but the moment he opened his eyes, the woman's figure had disappeared, as if it had never appeared again.

"Strange, what is the situation? How can the blood in my body throb for no reason. It seems that only the Rakshasa God can make the blood in my body throb. Could it be that the Rakshasa has come?" Zihan's eyes glanced, but he quickly retracted his gaze and continued to gather the killing sword intent.

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In the realm of the gods, the angel **** was walking on a path that exuded an evil aura, looking at the Rakshasa Temple in front of him, his face was very ugly.

When he came to the Rakshasa Temple, the Angel God did not hesitate, kicked open the temple door with his legs, and walked straight in.

When she walked into the Rakshasa Temple, the door of the Rakshasa Temple suddenly closed, and the Rakshasa God, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, also opened his eyes and looked at the Angel God who walked in.

Angel God and Rakshasa God looked at each other, and between them, there was an invisible smell of gunpowder rising.

The figure of the Rakshasa God disappeared on the bed, almost forming a real evil spirit. When he appeared in the palace, the black divine power condensed in her hand and struck straight at the angel god.

On the body of the Angel God, a golden light appeared, the power of incomparably pure purification, appearing in the light, quickly purifying the surrounding evil energy. Facing the attack of the Rakshasa, the golden divine power and the power of purification appeared in her hands, directly facing the attack of the Rakshasa.

One after another, devastating attacks appeared in their hands. None of them wanted to be merciful. Every time they made a shot, it could be said that they had done their best.