Douluo Auto Chess: Starting from Samsung Blue Silver Grass

Chapter 229 Reminder

Qibao Glazed Sect.

"Uncle Ning."

There was no need to inform, Zhou Bo flew straight to the sect hall.

"Rongrong didn't come back?"

"Xiao Bo is here. Rongrong went to a party with you and hasn't come back yet. Didn't you follow him?"

Ning Rongrong has a protector behind her, so Ning Fengzhi is not worried about her safety, he is simply curious.

Zhou Bo couldn't help but feel guilty when he thought of Zhu Zhuqing, and quickly changed the subject: "Uncle Ning, when do you think Wuhun Palace will launch a war?"

Mentioning this, Ning Fengzhi showed helplessness on his smiling face and shook his head, "Xiao Bo, you can still guess the Pope's thoughts. The two empires have been prepared for a long time. Don't let me know if you know the inside story. It’s too late.”

The topic was raised so suddenly that Ning Fengzhi immediately made some guesses.

"Since Uncle Ning said so, I will speak out."

This is the purpose of Zhou Bo's return.

"The advantage of Wuhun Palace is the large number of high-end combat forces, which can crush the two empires. Even any of the three upper sects are no match for them. Only by uniting can we barely reach a balance with Wuhun Palace."

"If Wuhun Palace concentrates its power and destroys one sect first, the balance will be broken immediately, and then it will destroy one of the three upper sects with the power of thunder. This is not difficult. People are selfish and cannot give up. Fall out of the mountain gate and defend other sects."

"If two of the three sects are eliminated, there will be no need to fight the war. Wuhun Palace will win for sure."

This is the ending under normal circumstances, excluding the interference of gods.

Ning Fengzhi was horrified. He had never thought of this possibility.

It's not that he didn't expect it, but that the three sects had been passed down for thousands of years, and his customary arrogance blinded him. At this time, he was awakened by Zhou Bo's words, and he immediately believed that Wuhun Palace would definitely do this.

However, he was worthy of being the leader of a sect. Ning Fengzhi quickly calmed down and asked, "Xiao Bo, since you have seen through Wuhun Palace's plan, you must have seen their first target."

this……

Zhou Bo was really not sure. Originally, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect was the weakest, but he pretended to be a Haotian Sect soul master and beat up Yue Guan Ghost once. With Bibi Dong’s temperament, he might kill the Haotian Sect first. Get the knife.

After all, once the war begins, the Enshrinement Hall of Wuhun Palace will also provide support. By destroying the eight titled Douluo of Haotian Sect, victory can be secured almost immediately.

He didn't want to interfere with Ning Fengzhi's judgment and said bluntly: "I can't figure it out. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is the weakest among the upper three sects, but it has the most middle-level soul masters."

"Haotian Sect has eight Titled Douluo. Not long ago, I heard that a Hammer-wielding Titled Douluo beat Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo violently, but he failed to succeed and his potential was exhausted. It is possible for both sects to Become the Wuhun Palace’s number one target.”

As for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it seems to be in the middle in terms of strength, but it has the largest number of auxiliary soul masters in the mainland. The auxiliary soul masters can greatly improve the strength on the battlefield. No matter which sect is destroyed first, The Qibao Glazed Sect must be the second target of the Spirit Hall.

Ning Fengzhi can also think of this. He is not afraid of the Wuhun Palace. Fear does not mean fear. The Qibao Glazed Sect is determined to fight the enemy to the death at any time.

Wuhun Palace's plan is both a conspiracy and a conspiracy. Once this plan is exposed and each sect takes precautions, Wuhun Palace will have to pay more to attack.

But even if the plan is exposed, the three upper sects will not have time to move them all, let alone block the Wuhun Palace's attack.

Ning Fengzhi calculated the hidden weapons equipped in the sect and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If the Wuhun Palace attacked the auxiliary sects with the configuration, the Qibao Glazed Sect would have a chance to surprise them.

He looked serious, "Xiaobo, if Wuhun Palace attacks the Seven Sects, I hope you will take Rongrong overseas. When the war is over and you have cultivated to the point where you can't get any further, you can come back and inherit the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

"Uncle Ning..." "Xiao Bo, continue to listen to me."

Ning Fengzhi stopped Zhou Bo from speaking, stood up and faced Zhou Bo with his hands behind his back.

"I have now reached the eighty-sixth level in cultivation. I can assist Uncle Sword and Bone, enough to stop five or six titled Douluo. Don't worry about us. You and Rongrong haven't had time to realize their talents yet, and they need time to grow."

Zhou Bo couldn't understand this kind of old-fashioned persistence. If he were not his opponent, he would definitely keep the green hills alive. He would not be afraid of running out of firewood, so he would go first.

"Uncle Ning, you don't have to worry about me and Rongrong. I'm going to break through the Titled Douluo. Then Bibi Dong will no longer be an obstacle. I'm just here to remind you to pay attention to the Wuhun Palace. It doesn't have to be like life and death. "

Zhou Bo summoned eight soul rings, one red and seven orange. If it weren't for the purpose of becoming a god with a stronger posture, Bibi Dong would be nothing.

Ning Fengzhi turned around, and the strands of soul power leaking from Zhou Bo's body hit his spirit like a stormy wave. He took a step back, then another step, before regaining his balance, with a look of horror on his face.

After a long time, Ning Fengzhi calmed down.

"Eight hundred thousand year soul beasts, Xiaobo, have you killed all the hundred thousand year soul beasts on Douluo?"

Ning Fengzhi made a joke to vent his excitement.

"How could that be? I'm not that kind of person."

Zhou Bo shook his head innocently. If his martial soul could be synthesized into a soul ring, he might hunt down a hundred thousand year soul beast, but since he could synthesize a soul ring, of course he would choose the easier route.

"I feel relieved because I have you. Rongrong will be left to you from now on. I hope you can break through to the title Douluo as soon as possible. When the time comes, the world is so big that you can roam around."

Ning Fengzhi didn't know Zhou Bo's specific strength, but he could guess that with Zhou Bo protecting Rongrong and the Qibao Glazed Sect, even if he died now, he would still be worthy of the ancestors of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Zhou Bo asked for some overseas information, and then said goodbye. He wanted to go back to Shrek Academy.

"Go dig out the Vast Sea Universe Shield first and bring it to Poseidon Island to save some trouble. No, if Tang San also goes to Poseidon Island, wouldn't it be delivered to Tang San? Then let's continue to bury it. "

Zhou Bo had an idea and went outside Tiandou City to bury the Vast Sea Cosmic Shield deep down. If Tang San could find it from a hundred meters underground, then Zhou Bo considered him powerful, so why not give it to him.

Back at Shrek Academy, no one found Zhou Bo.

Zhou Bo found Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing and revealed himself.

"Rongrong, where are the others?"

"Zhou Bo, you are back!"

Ning Rongrong rushed towards Zhou Bo, and Zhou Bo hugged her, giving her his body temperature and thoughts.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes trembled, and he lowered his head without saying a word. Then he raised his head again and stared directly at Zhou Bo.

Zhou Bo's scalp was numb, but he still held on and did not escape. Their relationship would eventually be resolved, and they could not continue to escape.

"Rongrong, let go first, I have something to tell you."

"Stop talking, I promise you to be with Zhuqing, and you can't leave for so long anymore."

Ning Rongrong hugged Zhou Bo tightly, her thin shirt soaked with tears.

(End of this chapter)