Chapter 591 Destiny, Immortal Grass, Rank
"Soul."
"What is a soul?"
The Blue Silver Clan was confused.
They asked many questions involuntarily, but Han Tao did not answer their doubts.
"Now is not the right time!"
"The ancient netherworld marked its own time and space through the textures engraved in time and space. It is hunting their past."
"Every minute and every second of the present is important."
Han Tao had no time to waste.
Zhu Zhuqing, Oscar, and the recently resurrected "Wu" were trembling under this huge fear, their faces were pale.
"What should I do?"
Qian Renxue asked helplessly, "Han Tao, is there any way to deal with it?"
Tall and slender body, golden wings on the back slowly spread out, sharp feathers across the top, middle and bottom.
In the proud and indifferent eyes, there are some complicated emotions.
"Come here, let's stand together!"
The Nine Treasures Glazed Tower waved up, and above the sky, it was embedded in the Nine Heart Begonia and the Blue Silver Emperor's martial spirit fusion, and once again stepped towards the "Digital Dimension Tower".
Digital Dimension Tower, observation, deduction, control.
"Ning Rongrong? Do you have any ideas?"
Bibi Dong rubbed her eyebrows,
She did not obey immediately, and hesitated for a moment, and raised her heels slightly awkwardly.
"Now, please believe me!"
Ning Rongrong said with a firm look, "The ancient netherworld has traveled back to the past. In the past time and space, we have never controlled the power to counter it, so we can only rely on luck."
-Bang!
-Bang!
-Bang!
Just as Ning Rongrong spoke, multiple soul rings on her martial spirit exploded one after another.
The "power" of the first soul ring, the "god of speed" of the second soul ring, the inheritance sequence of the "Nine-color Goddess" of the third soul ring, and the soul of the "Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm" of the ninth soul ring
The four high-quality soul rings blocked the sword of time once under the "multi-dimensional space-time mosaic" system.
Blocked once, but could not block the second time.
"It has found me!"
Ning Rongrong was terrified. She looked around hurriedly, but could not see the enemy.
"I need to rely on your luck, I need your power, to find a chance to win for my past!"
Qian Renxue nodded, soared across the sky, and landed beside her like a soft pointed-tailed swallow.
Bibi Dong, Oscar, and Zhu Zhuqing stood in turn,
"Destiny, colorful!"
Han Tao watched them, the master of thousands of stars, once again triggered the luck of the young man in the Xingluo Secret Realm, and merged into a brilliant and flawless colorful.
"What's the point? What's the point!!"
"Humans are always so absurd, ridiculous, and naive. You actually want to defeat time with fate."
"This is impossible. I have tried it before. Failure is the inevitable outcome. Hahaha."
The eyes swept over the crowd, and the shadow of the plane consciousness disappeared in the clouds. Only the wanton laughter spread across the world.
"Really?"
Han Tao's eyes were dim.
In the past time and space, the ancient netherworld stood proudly above the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, looking down from a high position.
"Human, I found your flaw!"
The sword edge representing the years gathered on the fingers of the ancient netherworld, and it slashed towards Ning Rongrong again.
"Stop!"
"Don't even think about hurting my daughter!"
The huge soul power came towards him, and the ancient netherworld looked at the person who came. This was a woman, a titled Douluo.
Level 93 combat soul master.
"——Hmph!"
"Ants, do you want to shake the sky?"
The sword flashed, and the Title Douluo woman fell.
Ning Rongrong was stunned, "Mom."
Just like Han Tao, who witnessed the death of her original parents, Ning Rongrong also witnessed her mother's death under the sword of time in the ancient netherworld.
Her eyes burned red in an instant, and anger and hatred were woven in an instant, "I want revenge, I want to kill it!"
"Her death, I don't care!"
The ancient netherworld said casually, "You want revenge? But it's meaningless, because you can't see your tomorrow and past!"
"Your life will be frozen forever at this moment!"
The power of time, entangled on its sword, rippling with a gray and illusory invisible texture.
Looking at this sword is like looking at a dusty history, which makes people feel heavy and suffocated.
"Han Tao, I can't kill you, but you can't save them!"
The ancient netherworld said proudly.
In the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, a 79th-level Soul Saint is hidden under the grand building. He saw his wife's death and heard "Han Tao" from the ancient netherworld.
"Be patient."
Ning Fengzhi sobbed and forced himself to suppress his anger.
"I don't have the strength to defeat it. I'm just an auxiliary soul master. What can I do?"
He sobbed, smiled miserably, and hid himself.
In the near future, he often took out "Happiness and Anger Cannot Be Shown on the Color" to help himself restrain hatred and anger, and wait for the opportunity of revenge at a certain moment.
"Really?"
The Eye of Time can't hear the sound.
It seems that it can see everything clearly, and reshape the words of the ancient netherworld through the vibration of space and wind.
"I seem to have missed a point, the ancient netherworld!"
The ancient netherworld also couldn't hear Han Tao's narration.
It couldn't even see Han Tao, but under such circumstances, the two had a conversation under different timelines.
"The Digital Dimension Tower is a martial spirit fused by the Blue Silver Emperor. It inherits the fundamental characteristics of the Blue Silver Grass, and this gives the Nine Treasures Glazed Tower a chance to reshape its soul ring!"
The plane consciousness sneered, "It's useless!"
"Even if she reshapes the soul ring and restructures the multi-dimensional space-time mosaic, it can only block the sword one more time!"
"——Heh"
Han Tao smiled softly.
"The Blue Silver Emperor, as the sublimation of the orthodox bloodline, occupies the rank of the tribe."
"The rank of the Blue Silver Emperor can control the entire Blue Silver tribe, the rank of the Emperor can control the "grass" soul beasts, and the Blue Silver Godhead gives me the authority to control plant soul beasts!"
"So far, my Blue Silver Grass is no longer restrained by Qiluo Tulip, and my Blue Silver Emperor will restrain all fairy grasses."
The plane will frowned, it did not understand the meaning of Han Tao's remarks.
"It's useless, you can't stop it!"
"Han Tao, no matter how strong you are, you can't interfere with the years before you were born."
Han Tao continued to shake his head, "Ning Rongrong controls two kinds of power. The former is the luck of the seven colors."
As he said, he swept over Qian Renxue, Oscar, Bibi Dong, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, "And the latter."
Ning Rongrong suddenly raised her head, "It's the fairy grass, the 12 fairy grasses I once swallowed. The majestic destiny will guide the fairy grass to continue to evolve, and they will be recast into my new soul rings!"
"Yes, fairy grass!"
"Under the guidance of the godhead and destiny, these fairy grasses will evolve from the extreme to the unparalleled divine products in the world!"
--Suddenly
--The soul ring on Ning Rongrong's martial soul was re-carved.
The fourth soul ring was woven from the power of the fairy grass of Qiluo tulip.
The fifth soul ring was condensed from the medicinal properties of the eight-petal fairy orchid.
The sixth soul ring was sublimated from the extreme of the longing for autumn water dew.
The seventh soul ring.
"These immortal herbs will break through the divine grade under the guidance of fate, and will also be amplified to a million years by my blue silver origin."
"They are the same system, and the multi-dimensional chimera they construct will become an insurmountable barrier for the ancient netherworld!"
-The sword of time!
The ancient netherworld is not a kind person.
It wielded the sword without any cruelty, stabbing the newborn girl in front of it, as if it was a dispensable matter.
In an instant, the sword full of the power of time was repelled outside by the combination of the "Nine Divine Immortal Herbs" soul ring.
"How is this possible?"
The ancient netherworld frowned, "How can the skills I created become a force to stop me? This is impossible, there is no reason at all"
