Douluo: The God of Death returns, shocking Ning Rongrong at the beginning

Douluo Continent.

Qibao Glazed Sect.

Thunderclouds suddenly rolled into the originally blue sky, and several bronze sky thunders cut through the silent sky like dragons and snakes, making bursts of explosive sounds.

The rain came pouring down.

"Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, I am finally back."

The cold voice sounded leisurely like the arrival of death.

The young man wearing a black robe and a bamboo hat stared indifferently at the tall ancient tower in the distance. He immediately jumped down from the city wall, and the falling raindrops turned into a ball of steam around him.

The young man's name is Chenchuan, a descendant of the Seven Killing Sword lineage, and the grandson of the current swordsman Luo Chenxin.

Thirteen years ago, when Chenchuan awakened his martial soul, he awakened the innate full soul power that is rare today, but he accidentally disappeared on the way to obtain the soul ring.

After the current Sword Dou Luo Chenxin learned about this, he immediately led half of the disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect to the depths of the Star Dou Forest to search, but in the end it was all in vain.

Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, joined forces with members of the Tiandou Empire's royal family to search the Star Dou Forest again, but there was no news.

Only a piece of Chenchuan's clothes was found in the feces of the soul beast.

From then on, everyone thought he was dead.

Even Kendo Chenxin lost his last hope.

However, what they didn't know was that Chenchuan did not die, but was taken to the Killing City by a strong Contra warrior. For thirteen years, Chenchuan's life could be said to be dire straits.

Not only do you have to endure the pursuit of the group of desperadoes every day, but you also have to participate in the competition in the Killing City.

Later, because of Chenchuan's outstanding performance, the King of Slaughter made him a disciple, not only helping him improve his strength, but also helping him hunt high-level soul beasts when he needed soul rings.

Until he breaks through the realm of Titled Douluo after going through all the hardships, can he successfully obtain the Killing God Realm and leave that damn place.

In the past thirteen years, things have changed a lot, things have changed and people have changed.

How many thirteen years can there be in life? !

"How dare you, who of you dare to break into the Qibao Glazed Sect without permission? Are you looking for death?!"

When the Qibao Glazed Sect disciples in uniform robes saw someone breaking into the city, they immediately rushed up and pointed their spears at the person in front of them.

Clear raindrops fell on the sharp spear, giving off a cold glow.

Similarly, the rain also indirectly blocked their sight. They didn't know who the person in front of them was. They only knew that this person's aura was extremely terrifying.

Chenchuan's voice was calm and majestic as he said: "My name is Chenchuan, and I want to meet Ning Fengzhi, the master of Qibao Glazed Sect."

"You want to see the sect master?"

The disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect looked at each other and immediately taunted: "Boy, you can't find a suitable excuse for lying. You said your name was Chenchuan. It really made me laugh to death. Today, we are the only elders of the Qibao Glazed Sect with the surname Chen. The dusty heart of the sword."

"And everyone in the world knows that there is only one person with the surname Chen. If you want to have this kind of relationship, I think you have come to the wrong place."

One of the disciples said sarcastically: "If you are wise, leave here quickly. Otherwise, you should understand the price of offending the three sects."

Chenchuan frowned. If he were in the killing city, the bodies of these people in front of him would have been separated long ago.

But this is my home no matter what, so killing them will naturally do no good.

"What's going on, noisy?"

At this moment, a crisp sound sounded not far away.

Chenchuan raised his head and looked around, only to see a beautiful girl holding an oil-paper umbrella, stepping on the water on the bluestone road, walking over quickly.

The girl is wearing a simple white dress that gives people a very clean feeling. She has neat ear-length hair, supple skin like a lychee, a delicate face, a height of about 1.65 meters, a very well-proportioned figure, and a noble temperament.

She looks like a highly educated aristocratic girl, like a warm spring breeze, and her soft smile infects everyone around her.

When the disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect saw the visitor, their expressions were a little distorted at first, but because of their status, they all raised their hands and saluted: "Greetings, Miss."

This girl is none other than Ning Rongrong, the daughter of Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, known as the Little Witch.

She is also the little princess that Sword Dao Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong love most.

Ning Rongrong nodded and asked, "What happened?"

"Miss, someone broke into the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect without permission, and claimed to be a member of Elder Chen Xin's tribe."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but raise her proud head, and looked up and down at the black-robed man in front of her with her jewel-like eyes. Especially when she saw the rain falling around the man's body and disappearing, she realized that the person who came was quite powerful.

As the little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning Rongrong can be said to be a genius. She has been a clever ghost since she was a child, so she can naturally see the strong realm of the person in front of her.

"You said your surname is Chen. Grandpa Jian and I have been together for so long, and I have never heard that he has any heirs. If you don't want to offend the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, you should leave here quickly."

Although Ning Rongrong could not guess the other party's cultivation level, this was her home. The two grandfathers were in a room not far away. If the other party dared to attack, she only needed to shout and the two grandfathers would come. Kill him.

However, seeing that the other party was unmoved, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Since you don't want to leave, don't blame me for being rude."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Rongrong quietly waved his right hand, and a silent sleeve arrow filled with poison suddenly shot out.

Chenchuan's eyes were cold, his right index finger moved slightly, and a wave of cold air broke the speeding sleeve arrow at the waist.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Chenchuan murmured to himself: "Is this the little devil Ning Rongrong?"

As a time traveler, he naturally knows Ning Rongrong's character, and the previous one should be the Tang Sect's hidden weapon, the Silent Hidden Sword.

At this time, Chenchuan didn't intend to continue talking nonsense, and immediately stepped heavily on the ground with his right foot.

There was a rumble and an explosion.

The surging soul power spread out in all directions like a turbulent wave. Wherever it passed, the rainwater ten meters around him stopped, as if it was frozen in place.

At the same time, circles of soul rings symbolizing status and strength quietly lit up.

Yellow, yellow, purple and purple...

"It turned out to be a small soul sect. I thought it was a powerful person coming from some side. It scared me to death."

When Ning Rongrong saw the latter's four soul rings rising, her anxious heart was relieved, and she gently patted her undeveloped chest with her little hands.

There are not only one thousand soul masters in our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, but also eight hundred soul masters of this level.

But the next scene made this young lady feel deeply shocked.

Immediately afterwards, one soul ring after another emerged from under his feet.

Heihei...

"Ten thousand-year soul ring, the powerful soul emperor?!" The Qibao Glazed Sect disciple swallowed dry words, and the spear he was holding trembled at this moment. Besides fear, there was shock in his eyes.

Ning Rongrong frowned slightly and said calmly: "Your Excellency is only a first-level soul emperor. If you are only like this..."

But before Ning Rongrong finished speaking, another soul ring quietly lit up.

black…

Another black one!

"Seven soul rings, the realm of soul saints!"