Chapter 671

After hearing the Ghost Douluo's explanation, Wang Feng noticed that there were many soldiers under the huge Rakshasa God statue.

There were also many soldiers guarding it. There were people like the Ghost Douluo from the Moro Clan, who were awe-inspiring and extraordinary.

They looked like vassals guarding the Rakshasa God.

There were also other ferocious, ferocious, or terrifying ghosts and strange beasts.

Seeing this, Wang Feng roughly understood why Bibidon brought him here.

"Popetiff?"

The Ghost Douluo looked at Wang Feng in a daze and reminded him, "His Majesty Bibidon values you so much. Don't worry, with your talent and bloodline, you will at least pass the Evil Ghost Test five or above. You might even pass the Moro Test seven …"

"Why can't it be the True God Test nine?" Wang Feng asked.

The Ghost Douluo was stunned for a moment before replying, "Because the gods will only choose one successor. Secondly, the True God Test nine has high requirements for soul masters. There are no more than three people on the continent like His Majesty Bibidon, and only His Majesty Bibidon meets the requirements of the Rakshasa True God. "

Indeed, in terms of talent, there were very few people on the continent who could compare to Bibidon.

The main thing was that there were very few people who had experienced what she had.

She had experienced darkness, and her spirit and soul had undergone drastic changes. There was true evil in her heart, but she was not completely devoured by this evil.

That was why she was chosen by the Rakshasa God.

Wang Feng frowned slightly. He turned his palm and condensed a drop of blood into the mouth of the huge beast.

Seeing this, the Ghost Douluo and Bibidon's eyes focused.

This was the second time Wang Feng condensed blood. The first time was for Oscar to try out his soul skill.

When this blood appeared, that strange fragrance appeared again.

Almost in the next moment, a hint of greed and desire appeared in the Ghost Douluo's eyes.

Bibidon could clearly feel it too. A special desire appeared in his heart, as if he wanted to swallow that drop of blood.

She couldn't help but feel shocked.

This Popetiff Wang Wu's body seemed to be very unique!

The blood in his body actually had such a strong attraction to her and the Moro Clan. It was as if swallowing this drop of blood would greatly increase one's cultivation.

Bibidon calmly looked at the white-clothed Popetiff.

This Pope had already given her far, far too many surprises and pleasant surprises.

Therefore, Bibidon was still able to watch calmly.

In comparison, the greed and desire in the Ghost Douluo's eyes were completely undisguised.

There was even a thought in his mind: If he swallowed that drop of blood, his injuries would be completely healed!

He could still become stronger, but not by much?

It was an instinctive desire.

However, the Ghost Douluo was also a powerful being from the Moloch Tribe, so he naturally couldn't do something like that. Furthermore, this was the Rakshasa Temple, so he didn't dare to do anything, and could only watch intently.

The drop of blood fell into the mouth of the giant beast.

The vassals of the various races around the Rakshasa True God statue began to glow intensely.

First, it was the Ominous Ghost at the bottom, then the Devil at the top, then the Malevolent Ghost at the top, and finally the True Lord Mara.

The Ghost Douluo was stunned. When the statue lit up, it meant that a different test had been activated. In other words, it meant that he had been chosen.

Almost instantly, the statue of the True Lord Mara was activated.

However, it didn't seem to be over.

The largest Rakshasa True God statue also lit up!

It was very fast, as if there was no hesitation!

Seeing this, the Ghost Douluo was stunned. Bibidon behind him was also stunned.

"The Nine Tests of the True God?" The Ghost Douluo swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

How was this possible?

Did this mean that the Rakshasa God had chosen him? But it was impossible for a god to choose two inheritors!

The Ghost Douluo had never seen this before. He had lived for almost a hundred years, and it wasn't that he had never met a genius who had passed the Nine Tests of the True God, but usually, after they died during the test, the next inheritor would appear and be chosen by the Rakshasa God.

They wouldn't appear at the same time.

Could it be that the god had changed his own rules? The Ghost Douluo couldn't help but think.

Bibidon was also shocked because she had officially obtained the Nine Tests of the True God, so she naturally knew how harsh the conditions were.

Talent aside, what puzzled Bibidon the most was that Wang Wu didn't have any evil in his heart and couldn't sense any emotions.

This was completely inconsistent with the selection of the Rakshasa God. How could a person without evil inherit the Rakshasa True God who worshipped evil power?

This was the most puzzling point for Bibidon.

However, Bibidon also thought of two possibilities. First, Wang Wu was lying. He was extremely evil and everything was a disguise. However, this was obviously impossible. When she entered the Rakshasa Illusion, Wang Wu absorbed the evil aura on her body and knew part of her heart.

At the same time, Bibidon also felt the pure aura in his soul.

Bibidon didn't tell Wang Wu about this. In the domain, Wang Wu could see her evil side.

However, she could also feel the aura of his soul. It was really very pure. It was just that she couldn't see Wang Wu's memories.

Second, Wang Wu's talent was too strong, causing the Rakshasa God to involuntarily choose him.

Thinking of this, Bibidon suddenly thought of that drop of blood.

That drop of blood brought her great temptation and desire. This was obviously a symbol of the other party's special physique … Bibidon thought of a thought that even shocked herself. Could it be that the God coveted Wang Wu's physique?

Was that why he was chosen as the successor?

For a moment, the two of them were filled with thoughts.

At this moment, the light at the heart of the Rakshasa statue also glowed. However, the strange thing was that after the light reached its peak, it quickly dimmed.

Only a pitch-black light shot out from the heart and imprinted between Wang Feng's eyebrows, forming the shape of a sickle.

But it was very faint.

After that, the light completely disappeared and returned to calmness, as if nothing had happened.

The hall fell into an incomparable silence for a moment.

"The Nine Tests of the Rakshasa …"

The Ghost Douluo walked over, her eyes still filled with disbelief. "Lord Popetiff, what you obtained … is … the Nine Tests of the True God."

Her tone was extremely respectful.

However, the Ghost Douluo now felt that it was very strange.

Now there were actually two successors of the Nine Tests of the True God? Who would inherit the Godhood in the end?

Bibidon was silent. She vaguely felt that it might not be so complicated.

"It's really too unbelievable …"

The Ghost Douluo's voice was trembling.

However, Wang Feng shook his head and said, "No, what I obtained was not the Nine Tests of the True God, but the Second Test of the True God …"

Hearing this, the Ghost Douluo and Bibidon were stunned again.

"This is … the Second Test of the True God?"

Even with the Ghost Douluo's experience, she had never encountered such a situation.

Bibidon was also stunned. What the hell was the Second Test of the True God? Since the Rakshasa God had acknowledged it, there would naturally be nine tests.

How could it only be the Second Test?

(End of chapter)