Douluo: Conquer The Goddess From A Small Grass

The picture changed suddenly.

This time, what appeared in front of Fang Xu was the study of the Pope Great Hall.

Chihiro Ji's hand tightened Bibi Dong's neck, and Bibi Dong's face. But full of grief and unwillingness.

"Teacher, what are you going to do, teacher?"

"Help me, help me..." Bibi Dong struggled desperately. But she couldn't break free from Chihiro Ji's hands.

To Fang Xu's anger, the clothes on Bibi Dong's body were being reduced one by one in Chihiro Ji's hands, revealing skin that looked like mutton fat and white jade.

Looking at Bibi Dong like a helpless child, constantly calling for help...

Blood kept falling from Fang Xu's clenched fist, but, in the midst of illusion, Fang Xu could only watch Bibi Dong...

This is illusion, this is from Bibi Dong’s memory,

Fang Xu is very clear that this memory is the past that Bibi Dong is least willing to recall.

Now, he finally knew that Yimeng Huangliang was not only targeting himself, and any objects affected by the spirit ability, their memories would become the source of illusion.

And in the midst of illusion, if he walks out by himself, he will be integrated with illusion, and he will no longer be able to get rid of the entanglement of illusion.

Just ten meters away in front of him, Fang Xu's body was convulsed violently under the attention of several Title Douluo.

The God Emperor Grass hovered around Fang Xu's body, protecting his whole body, making him in an absolutely safe place.

Qian Daoliu frowned slightly, looking at the God Emperor Grass beside Fang Xu, not daring to act rashly.

As a peerless Douluo of the same ninety-level ninth-level, Qian Daoliu could clearly feel the soul power of the opponent's body to the extreme.

He also knows very well that there is only one chance to deal with Fang Xu. If one fails, Fang Xu will break free from the illusion.

By then, what will be placed in front of everyone is a hard fight, even if Fang Xu can be left behind, the price Qian Daoliu has to pay is extremely heavy.

On the other hand, the nightmare beast’s skills seemed to have been urged to the extreme. Bibi Dong kept shaking, big beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, tears constantly gushing out of his closed eyes, and his lips became even more intense. Extremely pale,

It seems that Bibi Dong is experiencing an unknown great pain...

His Majesty, there will be such a painful past experience, everyone is very curious...

However, the illusion produced by this spirit ability is not something that everyone can see.

If they can, they really want to see, what is the illusion that the most noble Pope is experiencing at this time?

Seeing Bibi Dong's powerless struggle, feeling the despair and hatred in the other's eyes...

No, no, Fang Xu wanted to shout, wanted to get up, but he couldn't say anything.

Seeing, Chihiro Ji's sinful hand has reached...

"Bibi Dong, the man in this world who likes you is not just Yu Xiaogang," Chihiro Ji's voice was as unpleasant as Ye Xiao at this moment.

"You belong to the Martial Soul Palace, you belong to my forbidden,"

"I will never let a worthless kid tarnish your reputation. Only me, only I can be your man."

Qianxunji's disgusting gasp, Bibi Dong's desperate eyes, knowing that all these are hallucinations, at this moment, Fang Xu still couldn't help it.

In illusion, Chihiro Ji is ready to do the last step...

Fang Xu finally made a decision and took a step forward.

Seeing a figure suddenly appeared in the illusion, Bibi Dong seemed to have found a life-saving straw and shouted desperately...

Fang Xu shook his whole body, the red light bloomed instantly, the god emperor grass turned into a sharp sword, and he swung a sword. Chihiro Ji's body immediately turned into light and shadow, and it broke into pieces directly.

"Fang Xu, thank you, you saved me." Bibi Dong hurriedly picked up the clothes, covered most of his body, and thanked Fang Xu.

Seeing that Chihiro Ji turned into light and shadow, but the study of the Pope’s Palace remained unchanged, Fang Xu sighed and murmured, “Sure enough, it’s really not that simple to get rid of illusion.”

Fang Xu's voice just fell, behind him, a pair of arms gently wrapped up.

"Fang Xu, do you think I look good?" A coquettish voice slowly sounded from behind.

Accompanied by a strong gasp, a strange fragrance continuously rushed into Fang Xu's nose.

"Didn't you say that if I were willing, you would do anything for me?"

"Now, you can do to me whatever you want!"

Bibi Dong's voice is full of temptation, even a gentleman, at this moment, hearing that voice, can't help but burst into blood.

And Fang Xu, heh, is not a gentleman at all...

The clothes hiding in front of him were thrown aside by Bibi Dong casually, and the white and snowy skin was full of holy smell,

Holiness and depravity are like half sea water and half flame, constantly tempting Fang Xu.

"Huh," everyone looked at Fang Xu and Bibi Dong in surprise. At this moment, their faces turned red for some reason.

If you talk about Fang Xu, others may not be surprised, but Bibi Dong, that is the supreme pope,

How could such an expression appear on her face, what exactly appeared in the illusion? What are they going through?

The red light disappeared, and the divine emperor grass hovering beside Fang Xu received the unknown summons, and suddenly received it.

Fang Xu's figure is unreservedly exposed to everyone,

With a good opportunity, Qian Daoliu's eyes condensed, and his profound spirit power instantly condensed between his palms. Under the operation of his mind, the spirit power of the ninety ninth-level peerless Douluo rushed directly towards Fang Xu like a stormy sea.

After waiting all night, he was waiting for this moment of opportunity. Fang Xu, who was in the illusion, didn't seem to care about Qian Daoliu's attack at all.

If this palm is hit, Fang Xu will undoubtedly die.

However, just when the energy was about to touch Fang Xu's body, Fang Xu's blood-red eyes suddenly changed.

In an instant, the blood in his eyes suddenly closed,

An electric glow flashed in Fang Xu's eyes, and all the illusion disappeared before Fang Xu almost instantly.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Death Will..."

The spirit ring's light bloomed, and with a bang, Fang Xu's heart surged, and the six pairs of wings behind him opened instantly.

"Fengshen is extinct."

Accompanied by Fang Xu’s stern shout, suddenly large and small tornadoes filled his surroundings, with countless sharp-edged air currents intertwined in the whirlwind.

The whirlwind was gathering in the middle from all directions, and if caught in the middle by the whirlwind, the iron man would be crushed to pieces.

"Rewind," Qian Daoliu's face changed drastically, and with a single tap, he quickly moved away from the position of the whirlwind attack.

His Cultivation Base is the highest, and he can easily escape the attack range of Fengshen Extinction.

However, ten meters away from Fang Xu, the three titled Douluo with Martial Soul fusion skills could not do the same as Qian Daoliu.

The nightmare beast was forcibly broken open by the sharp blade produced by the whirlwind, and almost every inch of the body of the three Title Douluo was injured by the wind blade.

But now, there is no blood flowing out of them, because all the wounds on his body are frozen...

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