CHAPTER 287: CHAPTER 287: THE POPE WHO CONTINUES TO UP THE ANTE

Old man, you’re playing for real!

Bibi Dong, who had been emotionally overwhelmed, suddenly calmed down in the face of this world-destroying blow.

Her face suddenly changed, a cold light flashing in her eyes. She cursed endlessly in her heart, at the same time revealing her Martial Soul True Body state.

Her two legs instantly disappeared. From her abdomen downwards, it transformed into a huge, round, spherical body. From the spherical body grew eight thick, long legs, with green hair growing on them, carrying a sticky liquid.

Her upper body was as if covered in a layer of purple-black armor. Her face was covered by a piece of carapace. Below her two eyes, there were also four small eyes that had grown out. She was like a giant poisonous spider.

At this moment, Bibi Dong was ugly and nauseating. This was also the reason why she never revealed it in front of others.

The Death Domain and the Slaughter God Domain unfolded at the same time.

Her two arms transformed into two huge scythes, which were the left and right arm bones transformed from a hundred-thousand-year Death Spider Emperor.

Under this blow that was enough to make her smell the threat of death, she did not hesitate in the slightest to take out all her trump cards.

"Ah!"

Everything was completed in an instant. With a sharp cry from Bibi Dong, she proactively met the Angelic Holy Sword falling from the sky.

At the instant the scythes and the golden holy flame collided, Bibi Dong’s face suddenly changed. This vast and boundless power, only by truly facing it could one experience its might.

Her face was twisted. She unleashed all her soul power. Compared to it, it was but a speck of firefly light. It only resisted for an instant, then was immediately and violently smashed down.

With a loud bang.

Under the attack of the brilliant golden Angelic Holy Sword, Bibi Dong’s body actually burst into countless fragments, scattering and flying in the air.

The Titled Douluos on Bibi Dong’s side, such as Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, felt as if the sky had fallen, and they could barely even stand firm.

The Pope is dead? This thought, like a weed, grew in everyone’s heart.

Qian Daoliu’s chest also heaved slightly. To control the Angelic Holy Sword and deliver this blow had also been a great consumption for him.

"Today’s matter ends here," Qian Daoliu said coldly.

Everyone was silent. The person has already been smashed into four or five pieces by you, old man. Who are you talking to?

But they soon’s pupils lit up. What kind of person was Qian Daoliu? Since he had said so, it surely meant that the other party was not dead.

Shen An was also slightly startled. The other party wasn’t dead even like this? Did she also have cheats?

Purple demonic patterns re-condensed in the night sky. The shattered body of the Death Spider Emperor slowly converged, returning to its shape before it was shattered.

It was just that Bibi Dong could not even maintain her Martial Soul True Body. With a "wah," she spat out a mouthful of golden blood. Her body trembled violently. Shen An, with quick eyes and hands, went up to support her.

When a person is at their most vulnerable, to give them a little support can undoubtedly gain more trust.

Bibi Dong sat on the ground with Shen An’s support, her hands making a strange posture.

"Let’s go. And you, Yan Chixia. One day’s time to repair the Douluo Hall. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences," Qian Daoliu turned and left. The other few great Tributes followed.

Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo and the others looked at Shen An with worry. Repair it in one day? Are you kidding? It seemed the Great Priest had no intention of letting Yan Chixia off at all.

They had always highly estimated the Great Priest, but they had never thought that the Great Priest was invincible.

After all, the two Tributes, Qianjun and Jiangmo, who were at level ninety-six, had said all day that if the two brothers joined forces, even the Great Priest would not find it easy to defeat them.

Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo considered their Two-Level Static Domain to be no less than Qianjun and Jiangmo’s joint forces.

But now, seeing Qian Daoliu make a move, they only now realized: the two Douluo, Qianjun and Jiangmo, were really f*cking good at bragging.

"Yan Chixia, if you can’t live, can you tell me the whereabouts of the Odd Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum? I swear, I will take good care of your two little dogs, just like how I treat my flowers and plants."

Yue Guan walked forward with a worried face and said.

Shen An... he expressed that he did not want to bother with Yue Guan.

What’s more, Qian Daoliu’s words were fierce, but he had not detected a single trace of killing intent from him. On the contrary, it was more of a wicked taste.

Shen An even guessed that Qian Daoliu might have seen through something.

As for the construction of the Douluo Hall, of course it was left to Tom and Jerry. With these two words, it was guaranteed to be completed.

Bibi Dong was still on the spot suppressing her injuries. Some neutral Titled Douluos had already quietly left.

They did not want to be misunderstood by the Great Priest.

After about half a shichen, Bibi Dong suddenly opened her eyes, looking at the Spirit Elder Hall with resentment.

What a good Qian Daoliu. If not for my ninth soul skill being the Undying Body, I would have been considered to have fallen into your hands.

Qian Daoliu was simply too strong. The might of one sword could be compared to a demigod. Even if she had an undying body, she had still paid a great price.

The divine power containing holiness and flame was her natural nemesis. It had even more so invaded her body along with that one sword strike, continuously destroying her body.

She would need to spend a very long time to resolve it herself. This would undoubtedly disrupt all her future plans.

The moment she thought of this, Bibi Dong couldn’t help but get angry.

She had actually been so emotional as to suffer such a serious injury for a small Yan Chixia. Now, for a short period of time, the Rakshasa God’s trial could not be carried out.

"Your Majesty the Pope, I, Yan Chixia, will surely remember your kindness in my heart. In the future, I will spare no effort for Spirit Hall!"

Shen An said with tears in his eyes. He even pulled over Tom and Jerry to have ’them’ express their gratitude to the Pope.

The result was that the two couldn’t cry. Shen An quietly twisted their heads, and then gave their eyes two punches.

Wah!

The two little ones immediately cried very sadly. Shen An nodded with satisfaction. That’s the right flavor.

However, it was a pity. Bibi Dong, who was in an extremely bad mood, at this time was unwilling to even say a single perfunctory word. On the contrary, she snorted coldly and then, under the protection of the other Titled Douluos, returned to the Pope’s Hall.

After all, in her view, to repair the Douluo Hall in one day was no different from a fantasy. What’s more, Yan Chixia had even made a guarantee, which was simply giving others something to hold against him.

Although she was recuperating from her injuries, she could hear very clearly. In her view, what Qian Daoliu had said when he left was a death notice.

Since Yan Chixia was already destined not to live, then why should she still be hypocritical towards him?

After taking that god-like sword strike last night, Bibi Dong now had no desire to oppose Qian Daoliu at all. She was afraid. Afraid that this old fellow would really fight her to the death.

Shen An looked at Bibi Dong’s departing figure and shook his head. Too immature. Doesn’t even know how to win people’s hearts.

But it didn’t matter. He would pretend to throw himself at her.

"Alright, let’s just leave this matter as it is for now. I’m going back to sleep first."

Tom and Jerry’s eyes lit up. They could go home and have a good sleep.

Shen An turned around and pointed at the two little ones. "You two destroyed someone else’s palace. You’re not allowed to go back until you’ve repaired it."

Tom and Jerry raised their hands sheepishly, with a look of being very obedient.

Shen An was at a loss for whether to laugh or cry. These two little ones, their main thing was to admit their mistakes when they made them. It was just unknown if they had taken it to heart.

Tom even stretched out his small mouth to kiss Shen An’s finger, an obsequious expression on his face.

Shen An... this cat’s attitude of admitting its mistake was really good.

"Alright, let’s start work. I’ll accompany you here."

Tom handed over a safety helmet, put one on himself and Jerry, took out a large pile of construction tools, and started work!

The sound of pinging and ponging, dinging and donging continuously sounded on this small hill.

As Shen An watched, he couldn’t help but get a little sleepy. Tom, who was building the Douluo Hall, saw this and first signaled for Jerry to stop work.

Then, he took out a small bed, laid out the mattress and pillow, and directly helped Shen An onto it, incidentally also putting on earmuffs for him.

Subsequently, he turned around and continued to throw himself into the great cause of construction. After all, the Douluo Hall was so big. It would have to be repaired for at least half a day.

The moon set and the sun rose. It was dawn.

A ray of sunlight shone on Shen An’s face. Shen An couldn’t help but feel it was a little dazzling. He opened his eyes in a daze, and a palace with an exterior as white as jade impressively appeared before his eyes.

Shen An looked left and right. The house is built. Where did my cat and mouse go?

At the same time, he also noticed that he was lying in bed, still covered with a blanket. A warm current couldn’t help but flow through his heart. This cat was still quite good at caring for people.

"A miracle! It’s simply a miracle!" Yue Guan’s demonic voice sounded, looking at the scene before him in shock.

He walked into the Douluo Hall, gently touched it with his hand, and golden ripples instantly appeared on the wall.

At this moment, a monstrous wave was stirred up in Yue Guan’s heart. He looked at Shen An in shock. Even the protection of the Douluo Hall can be recreated. How on earth was this done?

Last night, one after another of Titled Douluos had appeared here again. Looking at the simple and grand Douluo Hall before them, one by one, they were speechless.

Qian Daoliu also appeared. He looked at Shen An, who was lying on the bed, and his mouth couldn’t help but twitch. Well now, he’s even set up a bed. He had a very comfortable time yesterday.

Shen An also secretly got out of bed. With so many people watching, for him to be lying in bed, it always felt strange for some reason.

"Let’s go. Let’s go in and see," Qian Daoliu said. The crowd agreed.

In principle, besides the great sacrifice and the enfeoffment of a newly promoted Titled Douluo, no one was allowed to enter. But now that it was destroyed and rebuilt, there was naturally no principle or not.

The moment Qian Daoliu walked in, he found it was so familiar. It was truly f*cking the original flavor.

Besides the plaques of the successive Titled Douluos which had been put away by him and were not hung up, as well as the holy sword in front of the Angel statue, the rest was not a single bit different.

It was just that at the foot of the Angel statue, there were also two cat and mouse with dog heads, sleeping soundly.

Qian Daoliu looked at the changed appearance of Shen An, his heart filled with emotion. This boy would always be surprising.

He then nodded gently. "Very good. In that case, this matter is cleared. Let’s not speak of the matter of the Douluo Hall being destroyed to the outside."

"As you command!" all the Titled Douluos said in unison.

Seeing this, Shen An hurriedly chimed in.

"Me too!"

Everyone...

It seemed a strange thing had mixed in.

This news also reached the ears of Bibi Dong, who was recuperating in her secret chamber.

In the dark secret room, Bibi Dong’s expression was uncertain. The Douluo Hall is really repaired? Yan Chixia survived?

The thought that she had paid such a great price for Yan Chixia made Bibi Dong’s heart ache.

At the same time, she was thinking, was her attitude towards Yan Chixia when she left last night not very good? Would he bear a grudge?

Sometimes people were like this. The more they paid, the more reluctant they were to let go.

She had not had much contact with Yan Chixia, Shen An’s incarnation, but the price she had paid was indeed not small.

After contemplating for a long time, Bibi Dong decided to continue to up the ante in order to completely subdue Shen An. Otherwise, she would have suffered too great a loss!