Douluo: What if I was reborn as Ning Rongrong?

Chapter 690 Pink Cut Black (Part )
The energy of the explosion continued.

Jian Douluo's fusion ring is far inferior to the real god-level one.

Fortunately, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo seized the opportunity to take him away from the beginning, otherwise he would have been almost affected and might have died.

After dodging Zhu Zhuqing's attack, Jian Douluo broke out in sweat on his forehead.

"Is this God?"

"Yes, it's unimaginable horror."

Ning Fengzhi also felt emotional, as he had fought with the Saint Lord of the Abyss using the spirit fusion technique in the Far North.

But the oppressive feeling of being in close contact with God is a completely different feeling.

It was just like an ordinary person witnessing the terrifying aura of a Titled Douluo.

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

A golden light burst out in the sky.

"Ring Fusion - Ninth Soul Skill, Angel's Judgment!"

The blood-red ninth soul ring emitted a sharp light, and the giant sword suspended in the air slashed down towards Zhu Zhuqing, sweeping away the floating clouds from the sword tip.

However, just as the attack was about to fall on Zhu Zhuqing.

"How foolish it is to challenge the gods with the power of an ant!"

Zhu Zhuqing waved the Rakshasa sickle in her hand, and the sickle's magical power began to be released.

"Divine Skill - Eternal Creation"

"laugh--"

The shadow of the giant sword was obliterated by the black light.

Qian Daoliu spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards dozens of meters.

If it weren't for the buff of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tower and the defense of the Nine Treasures Invincible Divine Light, that one strike would have been enough to seriously injure Qian Daoliu.

"So... so strong!" Watching and actually fighting are different feelings.

However, in order to become a god, it is necessary to personally experience the power and battles of the divine realm.

"Zhu Zhuqing, you are very strong, but my Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is not weak either." Ning Fengzhi said calmly, "Gods are not invincible either."

Thinking of my own daughter, killing a god is like killing a dog.

The fear in my heart suddenly dissipated a lot.

There is only endless fighting spirit.

Jian, Gu, and Ning Fengzhi stood in a row, and the qi of the three people were quickly connected.

With the fusion of soul power, a huge phantom that was almost real appeared in the sky.

"Martial Soul Fusion Technique - Slashing Gods and Demons."

The sky seemed to have a huge crack.

The powerful soul power fluctuations seemed to be able to cut the entire Xingluo Empire in the next moment. The terrifying sword light was particularly dazzling in the night.

"cut!"

The sword in the shadow's hand slashed down.

The white light and the darkness that merged with the night quickly merged and turned into a slash, attacking Zhu Zhuqing.

"Humph, a martial soul fusion technique?" Zhu Zhuqing snorted coldly, "You don't know your own limitations."

Wisps of divine power were released around Zhu Zhuqing, and the shadows of the evil-eyed white tiger and the netherworld cat appeared behind her. Gradually, the two shadows merged into a tiger with white spot stripes.

"Roar!"

A tiger roared and the space shook slightly.

"Since you are using the martial soul fusion technique, let me show you what a real martial soul fusion technique is."

The cold voice echoed in the air, and the white tiger transformed into a substance and rushed towards the oncoming lightning with a long roar.

"Self-Martial Soul Fusion Technique - Netherworld White Tiger"

The sword flashed and the tiger roared in the mountains.

The whole sky suddenly became quiet.

next moment.

The balance of energy was broken, and the ring-shaped aftermath spread outward.

"Boom"

The smoke from the explosion drowned out everything in sight.

Ning Fengzhi Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo rushed out from the smoke and dust.

"Wow——" The three of them spat out blood at the same time.

"One person performed a martial soul fusion technique."

Ning Fengzhi looked at the figure still vaguely visible in the smoke, horror in his eyes.

The feeling just now was definitely the Star Luo Empire's martial soul fusion skill - the Netherworld White Tiger.

Zhu Zhuqing clearly only has one martial soul, so why can he perform martial soul fusion techniques?

"Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, you are very strong."

"But, you are only below the gods." The sickle tore through the smoke, and Zhu Zhuqing appeared in front of everyone again, with a trace of blood slowly flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"However, you do have the capital to be the best since you can hurt me."

Zhu Zhuqing paused.
The phantom of the evil-eyed white tiger and the phantom of the ghostly cat behind him appeared again.

"not good!"

Ning Fengzhi and others' faces changed drastically.

This feeling seems to indicate that the opponent is about to perform another soul fusion technique.

A huge pressure came directly over.

Not only Ning Fengzhi, Qian Daoliu, Jian Douluo and Bone Douluo, but also cold sweat oozing from their foreheads.

This is a difference in status. Even if the power reaches the god level, the dimensional level is still not there.

"You can take my attack once, but what about now!"

The Nether Spirit Cat and the Evil-Eyed White Tiger merged again at a faster speed than last time.

The divine power released by Zhu Zhuqing attacked Ning Fengzhi and the other three directly.

"Is the martial soul fusion skill just an ordinary attack?"

Feeling the divine power and the huge Netherworld White Tiger approaching, Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly.
As expected, he was just an ordinary person, and it was totally impossible for him to defeat the god-level punishment.

At the beginning, the fact that they were able to fight the Saint Lord of the Abyss on equal terms was probably because the other party had great limitations.

"God, he is really powerful!"

Ning Fengzhi had already closed his eyes and was waiting for death, but he was slandering in his heart.

Where on earth did Rongrong, this scumbag, go?

If you don't come to save us, you can only burn incense and paper money during festivals in the future.

Although I occasionally show my father's authority, it is only towards your two "useless" brothers. I have never been authoritative towards you!
It’s not possible to let my father die so easily!

Besides, even if you want me to die, there is no need to take Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo with me.

Ning Fengzhi subconsciously touched the amulet on his chest. Rongrong said he was busy recently and couldn't spare the time, so this should bless him to win the first battle.

Not only him, but even Jian Douluo and Gu Dou also have one.

"urn!"

The Netherworld White Tiger that was charging forward was burned by the dazzling white light, and violent black flames emerged from its body. After a moment, it disappeared into the air.

"what!"

Zhu Zhuqing was suddenly startled.

However, the amulet held by Ning Fengzhi flew out and turned into the appearance of a young girl.

Long pink hair, almost exactly the same as Ning Rongrong's, except that her hair is tied in two ponytails.

“Rong…Rongrong!”

Seeing this familiar figure, Ning Fengzhi spoke subconsciously.

"Oh, you go find the real one. She's hiding somewhere! She asked us clones to come here just in case."

The girl who came out glanced at Ning Fengzhi behind her and said, "Well done, you didn't embarrass my useless body."

Ning Fengzhi: "..."

other people:"……"

Listening to the familiar tone, Ning Fengzhi recalled the twin-tailed Ning Rongrong he had seen on the 3D projection of the Star Dou Great Forest.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Rongrong's clones all have such unique personalities.

Isn’t she afraid that her clone will rebel?
Speaking of which, it seems that not only Ning Rongrong's clone, but even the contracted Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, Tokisaki Kurumi's clone, has a very different personality.

Sure enough, those who can play together have good compatibility.

Is this what they call mutual attraction?
(End of this chapter)