Douluo: What if I was reborn as Ning Rongrong?

Chapter 649: Ning Rongrong vs. Sage Lord of the Abyss (Part )

"It seems that you have run out of tricks, Lord of the Abyss." The indifferent tone gave people an extremely cold feeling.

The Nine Treasures Glazed Tower returned to Ning Rongrong's left hand, which was not holding a weapon.

"I will kill you next. If you don't want to die, just go back to the abyss."

"Kill me and let me roll back to the abyss passage?" The Abyss Saint King twisted the word "井" on his forehead, his chest kept rising and falling, and he laughed in anger.
"Human, who gave you the courage to say you could kill me?"

"I don't know why you have such strength, but a first-level god cannot be challenged."

"go to hell!"

The Saint Lord of the Abyss burst out with a powerful aura, and the Poseidon Trident in his hand once again transformed into the Natural Abyss-Splitting Trident.

This time, the Abyss Saint Lord had learned his lesson and did not fight a head-on battle. Instead, relying on his current speed, which was at the peak of a Level Two God, he appeared behind Ning Rongrong at lightning speed.

"die!"

The breath of the abyss, like the wailing of the underworld, accompanied by black flames, the weapon chopped down fiercely.

"when--"

The aftermath of the shockwaves erupted again with the weapon of the Abyss Saint as the core, and the terrifying energy spread to the outskirts of the Far North.

The blood that surged up his throat was swallowed by the Saint Lord of the Abyss.

Suddenly, the Saint Lord of the Abyss widened his eyes, and his pupil-less whites were filled with disbelief.

"No, that's impossible!"

The Abyss Saint Lord and Ning Rongrong maintained a stalemate, but the winner was obvious at a glance.

The Abyss Saint Lord's entire body was trembling slightly, and sweat appeared unconsciously on his hands as he held the Heavenly Saint Abyss-Splitting Halberd.

"Two, two fingers just stopped my full-strength attack."

"You...are you a human or a ghost?"

Even though the opponent blocked the attack with the sword in his right hand, the Saint Lord of the Abyss was not so surprised.

However, this native, this monster named Ning Rongrong, pinched the blade of the Heavenly Saint Rifting Halberd with his index and middle fingers.

Although it is not the ultimate weapon that they have as their trump card, it has a penetrating effect.

It's so easy to grasp?
How strong must this body be!

Does this mean that the pink-haired girl in front of you has a body that is stronger than the sword in her hand?
Is this scientific?

"ended."

Ning Rongrong's calm voice sounded slowly, and her sharp mental power locked onto the Sage Lord of the Abyss.

The Saint Lord of the Abyss, who felt Ning Rongrong's spiritual power at close range, once again revealed an incredible expression.

"You have a spiritual power comparable to that of a first-level god..."

Before the Saint Lord of the Abyss could continue speaking, Ning Rongrong's voice continued to be heard.

Only this time, not only the body of the Abyss Saint Lord was imprisoned, but even his soul seemed to be imprisoned.

"This is the first time I've used this move in this way."

"Maybe, um... you can prepare for your funeral."

The Glazed Holy Sword emitted a dazzling light, and heavy snow suddenly began to fall from the sky.

Even though it is eroded by the abyss, the entire Far North is still extremely cold.

Not to mention that when Ning Rongrong releases her power, the chill will freeze the soul and body of the Abyss Saint Lord.

A flash of white light passed by.

The extreme coldness burst out in all directions like a galloping horse.

The sky seemed to be cracking apart.

The frost on the surface of the Far North condensed and expanded outward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The body of the Abyss Saint was completely swallowed by the light, and he couldn't even utter a wail.

"Sword Skill - One Sword Frosts the Nineteen Continents"

In an instant, the sky stopped.

The heavy snow stopped at this moment, quietly maintaining its original movement.

Ice sculptures made of creatures from the abyss quietly hover in the sky or on the ground.

The entire Far North was covered with ice and snow in an instant.

"It's...too scary." In the distance, the area of ​​Tianshui City.

The rows of Titled Douluo couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Each of them held a telescope soul guide obtained from the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect. Through remote adjustment and observation, they saw the scene of Ning Rongrong fighting with the Saint Lord of the Abyss.

The strength of the Abyss Saint Lord is definitely above that of the Ultimate Douluo.

Even at such a long distance, the abyss-like aura produced by the fight could still be smelled from time to time.

From time to time, Titled Douluo are needed to resist and prevent the city from being affected.

But no matter how the battle goes, nothing is as shocking as this scene.

"Just one sword."

That’s right, it’s just one sword.

The body of the Abyss Saint began to freeze, and everything seemed to have lost its vitality.

Including the countless abyss creatures on the ground that looked like locusts, under the influence of the power of this sword, they also turned into dense ice sculptures.

The most terrifying thing is that the Far North, whose temperature had been slightly raised by the breath of the abyss, is now covered with snow again, as if it were a creation of heaven.

Moreover, the time and space of the entire Far North seemed to have stopped.

The snowflakes that remain suspended in the sky and do not fall are the most compelling evidence.

"Ning... Sect Master Ning, your daughter's strength is truly beyond the reach of others!"

Qian Daoliu's hand holding the telescope trembled slightly. He moved the telescope away from his eye socket and looked at Ning Fengzhi not far away with a complicated expression.

"No, no, Senior Qian Daoliu is too kind. Rongrong still has a lot to learn."

Ning Fengzhi's mouth corners were almost stretched to his forehead.
"She told me before that she was too weak. If she accidentally fought with the God King, she didn't know if she could win."

Qian Daoliu: "..."

other people:"……"

Damn it, that shameless Ning Fengzhi is living off his own daughter.

Climb from level 79 to level 98.

Aren’t you envious?

Ignoring Ning Fengzhi's Versailles, everyone's eyes were once again focused on the telescope. You know, that was a war of gods, and learning a few tricks might help them make further progress.

Ning Fengzhi was also very excited at this time.

To be honest, she really didn't know that her daughter was so powerful.

With such strength, there is certainly no need to be afraid of the Spirit Hall.

Even if he tied up Qian Renxue, this cunning disciple, and threw her into the secret room to leave her to Ning Rongrong.

Qian Daoliu might not dare to get angry with Ning Feng.

cough cough...

This is just an example, after all, there is a secret room or something like that.

That is the "fine tradition" of the Spirit Hall. We in the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect do not have that.

……

Battlefield area.

The Holy Lord of the Abyss has completely disappeared.

The stagnant time and space gradually recovered. Without the control of the Saint Lord of the Abyss, the Heavenly Saint Rifting Trident turned back into the original Poseidon Trident and fell directly to the ground.

"Not bad, I can barely exert the power of a first-level god."

Ning Rongrong looked at the marvelous work she had created with emotion. If it weren't for her solid foundation in the Far North, she might not have been able to use the power of ice to completely transform her skills.

Time and space, frozen to the extreme.

"Lord of the Abyss, you've been captured." Ning Rongrong slowly landed on the ground, picked up the Trident of Poseidon lying on the ground, and then flew towards the crack of the Snow Wind Valley.

With that one strike just now, all the abyss creatures in the entire Far North were wiped out.

Next, as long as we seal the abyss passage below again, there should be no problem.

"Just be careful not to run into the Crimson Mother around the passages."

“That’s where the advantage lies.”

(End of this chapter)