Qian Daoliu knew that there was no reasoning with Bibi Dong now.
He let out a long sigh and reached out, grasping at the empty space beside him.
At once, the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul behind Qian Daoliu drew the Angel God Sword.
A golden light sword identical to it also appeared in Qian Daoliu's hand.
Bibi Dong's lips curled into a wide grin. With a cold laugh, she drew two purple scythes and transformed into a purple meteor as she flew toward Qian Daoliu.
This was Rakshasa Power.
Wave after wave of evil Rakshasa aura dyed Bibi Dong's Soul Power purple-black.
The purifying effect of Qian Daoliu's Angel Soul Power was utterly useless against Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Soul Power.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Shing! Shing! Shing!
For a moment, Qian Daoliu, wielding his golden light sword one-handed, was completely suppressed by Bibi Dong.
The sky, once filled entirely with golden light, was now more than half occupied by a purple glow carrying Rakshasa aura.
Outside Spirit Hall, the several enshrined elders and Douluos watched anxiously, their hearts pounding.
"The Pope is actually this strong!"
Ju Douluo Moon Guan looked at his longtime partner, Gui Douluo Gui Mei. "Have you ever seen the Pope go all out before?"
Gui Mei shook his head as well, shock filling his eyes.
They could be said to be the two Douluos who had followed Bibi Dong the longest, yet even they had never seen her wielding purple scythes and chasing someone down to hack at them like this.
The person she was forcing onto the defensive was Qian Daoliu, invincible in the skies!
"I never expected that when the Pope gets ruthless, even the Great Enshrined can't beat her." Gui Mei's sinister voice was unpleasant to the ear.
"Hmph, impossible." Golden Crocodile Douluo glanced