Legend of the Angel of Douluo

In the distance, Ning Rongrong ran over quickly, with a look of horror on his face.

Only now did she understand why Su Ming told her to stay away.

The sword storm formed by Su Ming's third soul skill suddenly erupted, destroying everything around it.

Moreover, even the waves of air that spread made Ning Rongrong feel a sense of oppression that his life was hanging by a thread.

"Such a terrifying soul skill, even the soul master who releases it will be affected, right?"

Ning Rongrong was extremely scared. If Su Ming was seriously injured or even lost her life because of him, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.

When Ning Rongrong approached the place where Su Ming and Haotian Sect were fighting, she saw red dots scattered on the ground.

This is not blood, but the fleshy foam of the three Haotian Sect members whose bodies were shattered by the blade storm!

"vomit……"

Ning Rongrong looked at the red color on the ground and finally couldn't bear it anymore and vomited it out.

"Su Ming, you must be fine!"

Enduring this extreme discomfort and fear, Ning Rongrong still walked to the center of the battle.

There is a big hole there.

Ning Rongrong cautiously came to the edge of the pit, not daring to look down, and just shouted loudly:

"Su Ming! Su Ming..."

"Su Ming! Where are you! Are you still alive!"

"..."

Ning Rongrong shouted for a while, then found that there was no movement from below. Her steps relaxed and she fell directly to the ground. Her eyes were misty and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"Uuuuuuuuuah, it's all because of me..."

"Why do I always get into trouble? Why didn't dad and the others discipline me properly before!"

Ning Rongrong sobbed and blamed herself very much. Then she thought of some of the things she had done over the years and became increasingly sad.

She felt that Su Ming's death was ultimately caused by herself.

If you didn’t run away from home, if you weren’t curious to hunt for treasures, if…

Ning Rongrong made up her mind that if Su Ming was still alive, she would change her temper and become a more sunny and gentle girl!

"Uh...Rongrong, please step aside a little and don't block me!"

Suddenly, Ning Rongrong heard a somewhat familiar voice coming from the front.

"Su Ming! Su Ming, you are still alive!"

Ning Rongrong instantly recovered from her previous decadent state, stepped forward and stuck her head out.

She saw Su Ming stretch out a hand and grab the edge of the pit. His hair was disheveled, his body was covered in blood, and only his eyes were shining.

"Oh!" Ning Rongrong responded several times, making room for Su Ming to climb out.

Su Ming grabbed the edge with both hands, pushed hard, rolled over, and then lay flat on the ground. He looked at the sky and said to himself:

"Phew, we finally solved the three soul sects of Haotian Sect."

"My third soul skill, the power of turning three thousand swords into one sword is really powerful. My current body is still unable to bear it!"

"This only used half of my strength, and it made me feel like I was going to be torn apart."

"Are you okay? Why are you covered in blood?"

Ning Rongrong walked over, looked at Su Ming's miserable appearance, and asked with concern.

"Ha ha……"

Su Ming smiled and did not answer her words. He just wanted to have a good rest, so he closed his eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're not going to die now that you're back to normal, are you?"

Ning Rongrong was still a little happy at first, but now seeing Su Ming's weak look, her voice began to sob again.

"Can you please talk to me and have some reaction?" Ning Rongrong walked to Su Ming and lightly kicked his arm.

Su Ming was speechless. He just wanted to have a good rest.

Why is this little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect so annoying?

Su Ming raised his hand and grabbed Ning Rongrong's calf, pulling it along.

Ning Rongrong exclaimed and found herself falling on a somewhat hot chest.

"Little sister of the Qibao Glazed Sect, I was injured and just wanted to have a good rest. If you keep making trouble like this, I might really die!"

Ning Rongrong raised his head slightly and saw Su Ming's somewhat pale face and the still wet blood on the corner of his mouth. For some reason, his face turned red and he didn't resist Su Ming's somewhat rude behavior. He just murmured:

"That's great, that's great! Fortunately, you're okay..."

As soon as Ning Rongrong finished speaking, she felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and then she slowly closed her eyes.

She relied on her level 11 level to assist Su Ming, the soul master, in fighting for so long. In fact, her soul power had already been squeezed to the limit.

At the same time, these several twists and turns also consumed her mentally, and her spirit was as if she was walking on a tightrope.

She just relied on one obsession, an obsession to see Su Ming's safety, to persist until now.

When Ning Rongrong discovered that Su Ming was still alive, this obsession was satisfied and she passed out.

Su Ming touched her head, and after holding her little hand and finding that she was fine, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After lying down for a few hours and recovering slightly from his injuries, Su Ming got up and released the Seraph Martial Spirit.

After he awakened the Wings of Light, he mastered the power of purification.

This power of purification can purify all power for the enemy and turn it into nothingness, but for oneself, it has a very good healing effect, perhaps second only to Jiuxin Haitang.

While Su Ming was meditating, the white wings on one side of the seraph spirit behind it emitted holy golden light in the sun, shining on Su Ming's body and quickly healing his injuries.

The dark wings on the other side showed no movement.

After a while, Su Ming's injury was almost healed.

To be precise, he was not seriously injured. Except for a few mouthfuls of blood at the beginning, the rest of the blood on his body came from three people from the Haotian Sect.

The third soul skill, Transforming Three Thousands with One Sword, placed great demands on Su Ming's body. When he used the third soul skill, his muscles and ligaments were only slightly strained.

Under the power of purification, this small injury was almost healed in a short time.

Now, Su Ming just doesn't have enough soul power.

However, Su Ming found that his Seraph Martial Spirit seemed unable to be taken back at this time!

This was a strange thing that he had never encountered before, and at the same time, he had never heard of it.

The soul master can't take back his martial soul?Funny, right?

But now, this fact is in front of him.

"receive!"

"Pay me!"

Su Ming tried several times, but to no avail.

Su Ming never expected Ning Rongrong to be here, nor did he expect that he would accidentally save Ning Rongrong and kill three disciples of the Haotian Sect.

He came here in the first place because of the abnormality of the Seraphim's martial soul.

However, all this time, he didn't know what strange things happened to his Seraphim spirit.

Now, after I get here, I can't even get my martial soul back, so what the hell?

Just when Su Ming was worried about this matter, he discovered that the Seraphim had changed.

The white wings on one side were still glowing with a faint golden light.

On the other side, the originally quiet black wings also unfolded at this time, emitting a deep purple light.

White wings emitting golden light and black wings emitting purple light stand on both sides of the angel's back, both sacred and magical.

In the distance, a fragment the size of a soybean slowly floated over.

It has countless facets inside and is a bit dilapidated on the outside, but it still cannot hide its beauty.

It exuded purple light and slowly floated to Su Ming's left hand. Then with a bang, it turned into countless debris, melted and seeped into his hand.

"Giggle!"

Su Ming felt as if his left hand was frozen by thousands of years of ice. He gritted his teeth and made a painful sound.

Fortunately, this feeling came and went quickly. After a while, Su Ming felt that his left hand returned to its original state.

"Is this okay? Nothing happened?"

"It's strange."

Su Ming shook his head helplessly, completely confused as to what was happening.

"Huh? My martial spirit has changed?"

Su Ming raised his head and looked at the phantom of the Seraph Martial Spirit that he was still releasing outside.

Its wings expanded a lot, half as big as before. At the same time, a crescent moon made of purple lines appeared on the inside of the dark wings.

"receive!"

When Su Ming once again tried to take the Seraphim spirit back into his body, he found that he had succeeded.

The beautiful fragments of purple, the purple crescent moon on the wings of the Seraphim's spirit...

Su Ming couldn't figure out the direct connection between the two, but he knew that the two sides must be related.

After absorbing the purple fragments, a purple crescent moon appeared on Su Ming's seraph wings.

There is an obvious cause and effect between the two.

"Hey, I don't know if it's better or faster. I'll ask Qian Daoliu after I return to Wuhun City one day."

Su Ming discovered the change in his Seraphim spirit, and instantly thought of a person.

When it comes to who knows the most about Seraphim in the world, Qian Daoliu is definitely the well-deserved authority.

"However, this purple fragment should be of great benefit to the Seraph Martial Spirit, right? Otherwise, how could it have such a big reaction?"

Su Ming thought about the purple fragment, and then released the Seraph Martial Spirit again. He found that he did not gain any other power from it, and could still only use the power of purification.

After tinkering a few times, Su Ming chose to give up.

Even if he didn't know what impact this purple fragment had on the Seraph Martial Spirit, he still made a lot of money.

Su Ming looked at Ning Rongrong, who was still sleeping on the ground, and smiled unconsciously.

The reason why he left Wuhun Hall this time was to go to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect for exchange and study, and at the same time find a way to obtain their distraction control training method, so as to solve the hidden danger of the uncontrolled Wheel of Judgment.

Originally, he had some headaches, how to close the relationship with the Qibao Glazed Sect and get the distraction control method from Ning Fengzhi.

If Xiao Wu hadn't sent the complete set of blueprints for the Silent Sleeve Arrow to Su Ming in time, Su Ming would probably still have a headache.

But this moment is different.

Su Ming not only had something like the Silent Sleeve Arrow that could help the auxiliary soul master protect himself, but he also saved Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

In Ning Rongrong's eyes, he was so handsome and even suffered serious injuries trying to save him. He was like a prince charming who fell from the sky.

Under such kindness, Su Ming felt that as long as he revealed a little information, Ning Fengzhi would obediently hand over the distraction control method.

If Ning Fengzhi dares to play tricks, Ning Rongrong will definitely get angry with him.

Once Ning Rongrong loses her temper, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, who treat her like a treasure, will definitely attack Ning Fengzhi.

"I've made a lot of money, I've made a lot of money now!" Su Ming became more and more happy as he thought about it.

I am the direct disciple of the Pope of Wuhun Palace, and my status is quite extraordinary. Now I owe the Qibao Glazed Sect such a favor...

From now on, no matter what business you are doing, it will be much easier to make money from the Qibao Glazed Sect.

The most important thing is that the relationship between Qibao Glazed Pagoda and Wuhun Palace will be further developed due to some of its own reasons.

Nowadays, among the three sects in the soul master world, Haotian Sect has been hidden from the world, and most soul masters only know its name but not its shadow.

Among the remaining two sects, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect vaguely supports the Tiandou Empire, while the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Family remains neutral.

If the Qibao Glazed Sect starts to give up on the Tiandou Empire and chooses to become an ally of Wuhun Palace, then it will be much easier to acquire the Tiandou Empire in the future.

After all, the Tiandou Empire's royal family was not intimidated by powerful men of Titled Douluo's level.

They were able to maintain a stalemate with the Xingluo Empire for such a long time, on the one hand, because Wuhun Palace frightened the two empires, and on the other hand, it was also because the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect supported the Tiandou Empire behind the scenes.

When he thought of the possibility of conquering the Tiandou Empire, a figure immediately appeared in Su Ming's mind.

"Originally, I was a little surprised as to why Qian Renxue came to say goodbye to me."

"Now that I think about it, what kind of retreat was that? He was obviously disguising his identity and sneaking into the Tiandou Empire's royal family and pretending to be Xue Qinghe. This was something that was planned long ago!"

Su Ming thought of the somewhat reluctant look in Qian Renxue's eyes when she said goodbye a few years ago, and sighed slightly in her heart, realizing that she seemed to miss him a little.

Is this longing because he became her godbrother?Or is it some kind of bond between the seraph spirits?

Su Ming was a little confused.

"However, Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, is a disciple of Xue Qinghe. When I go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to study, there should be a high chance that I will meet Qian Renxue, right?"

Su Ming knelt down and looked at Ning Rongrong's gradually rosy little face, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch it.

Ning Rongrong's skin was so tender and white that when Su Ming pinched it gently, it felt like water would flow out of it.

However, Su Ming's actions did not cause any reaction from Ning Rongrong.

She was still asleep due to excessive fright and exhaustion of her soul power to the limit.

Su Ming scratched her nose again and found that she still had no reaction.

"Oh, staying here and guarding you all the time is not an option."

Su Ming looked at Ning Rongrong who was sleeping soundly and rolled his eyes.

"Come on, let me carry you to the Qibao Glazed Sect. I hope there won't be any misunderstanding later."

Su Ming put one hand around Ning Rongrong's waist and the other under her calf, hugging her up from the waist.

Ning Rongrong didn't know whether it was a sweet dream or a natural reaction, so she used Su Ming as a pillow or something like that and hugged his neck.

"Hey, fortunately, Ning Rongrong is not heavy, and my chest is warm, broad and strong enough."

Su Ming looked down and found that Ning Rongrong was sleeping more soundly in his arms.