Chapter 412: Fierce Battle, Ning Rongrong and Qian Renxue
The blood red color is almost overflowing.
Compare it with the eighth soul ring of the Seraph Martial Spirit on Qian Renxue.
That seems very obvious.
Tang Chen had a vague sense of familiarity.
"It is indeed the Queen of White." Tang Chen's deep black eyes flashed with a fierce light, and the horror on his face could not be dissipated for a long time.
Why did Ning Rongrong's appearance change when he entered the Killing City? Even he, the Ultimate Douluo, couldn't tell.
But around the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, the evil spirit and aura gradually dissipated.
Having been with the blood-red nine-headed bat Dynasty Xi for so many years, the feeling is more familiar than that of his deceased wife.
Even if the blood-red nine-headed bat king turned into ashes, Tang Chen could still recognize it.
In the VIP room of Team Blazing Wind, Brigitte, who had always looked calm, seemed to have lost her usual calmness. Her eyes were full of incredulity, and she murmured subconsciously:
"What an evil spirit ring."
As a life attribute, the Emerald Swan noticed the terrifying resentment of the red soul ring the moment Ning Rongrong showed it.
The age of this soul ring is probably more than 500,000, far exceeding Qian Renxue's eighth soul ring of 199,000 years.
"This soul ring..." No one is more sensitive to the soul ring's aura than Qian Renxue at close range.
As a seraph martial spirit that purifies evil spirits, Ning Rongrong sensed infinite malice in the eighth spirit ring displayed by Ning Rongrong.
"Ning Rongrong, where did your eighth soul ring come from?"
It was rare that Qian Renxue did not continue the attack.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Ning Rongrong did not answer, "This is a soul ring that is more condensed than your hundred thousand year soul ring."
Qian Renxue frowned and did not answer Ning Rongrong.
This weird soul ring has absolutely nothing to do with the Star Dou Forest.
During this time in the Star Dou Forest, I had never heard of a hundred thousand-year-old soul beast dying, let alone a soul ring with such an age.
What Bibi Dong mentioned came to Qian Renxue's mind.
"Ning Rongrong is suspected of having entered the killing city."
Could it be...
Qian Renxue's eyebrows relaxed and her tone was serious: "Is it related to the Killing City?"
"Who knows! I don't need to explain to you." Ning Rongrong smiled.
The evil spirit surrounding the soul ring dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just over ten seconds, the endless resentment disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.
The hundred-thousand-year-old soul ring slapped on the soul ring, in addition to being brighter in color, no longer had the depressing evil feeling before.
"hiss--"
Although Ren Xue didn't understand how Ning Rongrong did it, she also knew that it was game time.
And, she felt it very clearly.
Ning Rongrong became stronger, different from before, giving people a ethereal feeling.
"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me no matter what." Qian Renxue took a deep breath, "As long as I defeat you."
"Let's start the second round!"
"Don't avoid it like before, I have seen through the illusion of your five senses."
"Yeah, that's really awesome!" Ning Rongrong smiled and didn't care.
In Qian Renxue's hand, the angelic holy sword once again exuded a scorching aura and a holy luster. With the blessing of the angelic divine attire, it looked like a god.
Qian Renxue directly locked Ning Rongrong's position with her mind.
The terrifying pressure was compressed on the blade of the Angel's Holy Sword, and the scorching air waves expanded outward layer by layer.
The whole sky was dyed red.
"The Eighth Soul Skill—Angel Judgment"
The light suddenly released, as hot as the brilliance of the sun, covering the entire Jujian Mountain, and also covering the position that Ning Rongrong could see.
Ling Ran's attack would cause even an ordinary Contra to be seriously injured or even killed if he was at the target.
Fiery light covers the dim area, and a black spot suddenly appears.
"Leo Bomb—Space Shock"
The black spot expanded at an incredible speed. Within a few seconds, it turned into a huge crack and began to swallow up the surrounding energy.
Qian Renxue was shocked, flapped her six pairs of wings and retreated tens of meters.
Time passed by minute by minute.
The divine energy of angelic judgment disappears at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In mid-air, there was only a trace of a crack stretching hundreds of meters, like the sky being torn open.
Ning Rongrong stood quietly not far behind the gap, with blue-white pupils in her eyes, and the hands of the clock above slowly rotating.
"Is that a martial spirit?"
Qian Renxue was puzzled. Ning Rongrong's eyes didn't look like martial arts spirits.
Just like Gu Yuena, she has no martial spirit.
The silver dragon gun she used was a weapon she forged herself. It was only compatible with her own soul power, making it look more like a soul guidance device, or in itself a god-level soul guidance device.
The blue pointer in Ning Rongrong's right eye stopped, and the rift in space began to close and disappear.
Qian Renxue took a deep breath and launched another attack.
She activated the soul bone sheath with all her strength, and the angel holy sword in her hand made a slight whisper.
At the same time, an ancient and abandoned broken sword was inserted into the position of the giant sword. Under the influence of Qian Renxue's soul power, it also reached a special resonance.
Jujian Mountain is also known as Sword Tomb.
The holders of the angel spirit in the past were all good swordsmen, and all the broken swords were buried here.
Belief……
What Qian Renxue mobilized was the power of faith.
However, the power of faith she can inspire now is very little.
Qian Renxue turned into a golden light and rushed directly towards Ning Rongrong.
The power of faith? "The resonance between the Holy Angel Sword and the Giant Sword Mountain made Ning Rongrong look surprised.
The Holy Angel Sword inherited only one move, which was when the Yangquan, the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire, suppressed the Fire Spring.
Baptized by the skeleton of the Fire Dragon King, that power was absorbed by the Holy Angel Sword.
And that move was Wan Yang Ling Tian.
"Hu——"
The Nine Treasure Glazed Tower in Ning Rongrong's hand floated up.
The position of the right hand appeared, condensing a weapon that was exactly the same as the real Holy Angel Sword in Qian Renxue's hand.
Compared to Qian Renxue, Ning Rongrong really absorbed the power of the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire.
A scorching pressure came towards her, and Qian Renxue was already close in front of her.
Only a voice sounded:
"Divine Skill— —Wan Yang Ling Tian”
The fire dragon in the sword blade roared out, accompanied by the holy sacred soul power, engulfing Ning Rongrong and the surrounding space.
However, the hundred-meter-high vortex of flames suddenly trembled violently and was quickly compressed.
Blinking in Qian Renxue's unbelievable eyes. The flames quickly melted.
At this time, Ning Rongrong was holding a weapon that was almost the same style as the Angel Holy Sword.
The dancing flames on the blade and the extremely high temperature around
Qian Renxue's expression suddenly changed, and she quickly opened her defense and retreated to keep a distance.
"Angel Guardian" A circle of halo surrounded the surroundings for defense.
"Qian Renxue, the so-called skills and techniques, when they reach a certain level, even if they are other people's skills, can be used! "
Qian Renxue's brows were tightly knitted.
The pseudo-angel holy sword in Ning Rongrong's hand turned into an extreme fire dragon, opening its bloody mouth and attacking.
Ning Rongrong's voice was heard in the air.
"Sword Skill - Wan Yang Ling Tian"
The moment the voice fell, the bloody mouth of the fire dragon swallowed Qian Renxue and the six-winged angel behind her.
The terrifying energy of the endless mountain fire spread wantonly, and one side of the arena and the farther area were burning and twisting.
After swallowing Qian Renxue, the hundreds-meter-long fire dragon flew thousands of meters away,
Then,
It burst out with a "boom", and a hundreds-meter-long flame vortex appeared in the sky.
A huge flame vortex formed, and the whole Wuhun City was illuminated red.
Layers of heat waves hit the air and rolled down.
The titled Douluo of the Wuhun Hall came on stage one after another to block the outflowing energy to avoid harming the residents of Wuhun City.
