Douluo: Did you move Danta here?

Chapter 344 Shengqian Daoliu
Once everything had calmed down, Ning Bei looked at Qian Daoliu with amusement in her eyes. The other party was covered in sweat as if he had just emerged from the water, clearly indicating that blocking Ning Bei's Aurora Starshine had consumed a lot of his soul power.

"Grandpa, our battle is almost over. Would you like to see my ninth soul skill?"

"Ok?"

Qian Daoliu's body trembled, and he looked up warily at Ning Bei not far away.

“This is a move that even Senior Poseidon has never seen before. Let’s finish this quickly, otherwise it would be dishonorable for me to win if you are defeated due to exhaustion of your soul power.”

"Ninth Soul Skill: Eternal Frozen White Lotus!"

The ninth spirit ring on the Ice and Snow Maiden was lit up for the first time. Ning Bei clasped her hands together in front of her chest and then slowly pulled them apart, throwing a light blue sphere in front of her.

Qian Daoliu's pupils contracted slightly. With just a glance, he could detect the terrifying energy contained within the sphere. As the sphere landed on the ground, a burst of icy power erupted at an alarming speed, instantly enveloping an area of ​​several kilometers. As the icy soul power within the space reached its peak, a giant white lotus with a diameter of several thousand meters and a height of several hundred meters appeared in everyone's sight.

The worshippers in the distance looked on in horror, sensing from this move the power to destroy everything.

"Oh no, we need to get back quickly, it's not safe here anymore."

Just as Jin E turned around to take Qian Renxue away, he discovered that Bibi Dong had already grabbed his daughter by the back of the neck and run for more than ten kilometers. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly quickened his pace to escape into the distance.

Once they reached a relatively safe distance, everyone turned back to admire the beautiful scenery before them.

Yes, the enormous white lotus, stretching for thousands of meters, is exceptionally beautiful, crystal clear like white jade, with patterns that are full of artistic flair.

"This kid has such artistic talent?"

Hearing Bibi Dong's complaints behind her, the little angel blushed slightly. "How could there not be? We often go to the Ice God Temple to discuss art!"
As if sensing that everyone had gone far away, Ning Bei's calm voice poured into everyone's ears like a divine decree.

"Art is an explosion, an extreme cold, snowy hell, snap!"

"boom!"

A deafening explosion, like thunder, came from afar. A huge mushroom cloud exploded on Xue Lian, filled with endless icy mist and cold air. This time, even Ning Bei's domain could not cover up the commotion. The entire Spirit Hall began to tremble under this attack, and even the residents of Spirit City, dozens of kilometers away, felt a noticeable tremor.

"What's going on? There's an earthquake?"

"Look, there's a huge fog over there!"

"Really? What happened over there? Shall we go check it out?"

"What are you looking at? That's the direction of the Spirit Hall. Do you think you can get in there?"

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The breathtaking sight of the blooming ice lotus attracted countless people to stop and admire it, but they could only catch a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg. The group closest to the eruption point had no interest in appreciating the beauty at all.

The little angel clenched his fists and roared at the distant sky, not caring whether the figure could hear him.

"Ningbei, you bastard, do you want to kill my grandfather? I'll strangle you!"

Although the worshippers beside him remained silent, their solemn expressions revealed their concern for their elder brother.

At the densest part of the icy fog, Ning Bei used her spiritual power to sense for a moment before slowly arriving beside a figure. At this moment, the old man was in a miserable state, covered in blood and visible frostbite, his clothes were tattered like a refugee, and the angelic martial spirit behind him had temporarily faded away, and it was probably impossible for him to regenerate it in a short time.

"Ahem. You win, kid. I'm very relieved to have Xue'er with you."

Qian Daoliu was not discouraged by the failure; on the contrary, his eyes were filled with relief. What could make him happier than the person he cared about most finding a good home?

Ning Bei rubbed her nose and chuckled softly, then quickly took out a Life-Returning Pill and handed it to Qian Daoliu. "I'm glad you don't blame me, old man. It's just that I couldn't defeat you by any other means."

"Haha, I'm not that petty. I wish you a smooth journey to godhood."

The old man took the Life-Returning Pill and swallowed it in one gulp. Having witnessed the effects on his old brothers after taking it, he had no doubts about Ningbei's pills.

As soon as the pill entered his mouth, Qian Daoliu's wounds quickly scabbed over, and within seconds he returned to his pre-battle state, which surprised the old man.

"What a powerful pill! My injuries would have killed any of my brothers countless times over, but I've recovered in the blink of an eye."

"Grandpa, this is the method I am most proud of, even more so than my second martial soul."

"Ah."

The old man nodded in agreement with Ning Bei's statement. Such a pill was tantamount to creating an immortal being. Even if one's strength could suppress this kid, so what? One pill could instantly restore him to his original state after all the effort of injuring him.

"Let's go, don't let them worry."

"Forehead"

"what happened?"

Just as Qian Daoliu was about to turn and leave, he saw Ning Bei's strange expression and asked her in confusion.

Ning Bei didn't waste any more words. With one hand, she condensed a huge water ball and released it towards the old man. The unsuspecting Qian Daoliu was immediately drenched and glared at Ning Bei with displeasure, as if he wanted an explanation.

"Well, Xue'er might be frightened if she sees you come back covered in blood. Let's..."

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu paused for a moment, then looked down and saw that there was a lot of blood mixed in with the water stains, and instantly understood his thoughts.

"It's true!"

Qian Daoliu didn't want his granddaughter to worry, so he took off his tattered brocade robe, took out a brand new one from his soul tool, put it on, tidied his appearance, and looked at Ning Bei again.

"Let's go."

This time, Ningbei made no other moves and followed the old man's steps closely.

It wasn't that he was afraid the little angel would worry, but if the other party saw Qian Daoliu beaten up and covered in blood, she would make a fuss with him for days, and might even have to create her own soul skill to deal with him.

As the two figures came into view, all the worshippers and little angels breathed a sigh of relief. Only Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with a hint of regret, leaving Ning Bei speechless. This woman really didn't seem like a good person.

The little angel flew into Qian Daoliu's arms like a swallow returning to its nest, her voice slightly choked with sobs.

"Thank goodness, Grandpa, you're alright!"

"Alright, alright, it's just a friendly spar. Although it's a bit big, neither of us will hold back."

Upon hearing this, the little angel gradually calmed down, but still glared fiercely at Ning Bei from an unseen corner, as if to say, "Is this what you promised me, to go easy on me?"
Ning Bei shrugged, his face full of helplessness, but in his heart he secretly gave a thumbs up. He knew that Qian Daoliu would consider his face and wouldn't tell the little angel that he had been beaten badly, which saved him a lot of trouble.

"Let's go, don't stand here anymore, Pope. You can go and appease the crowd."

Qian Daoliu patted his granddaughter's head, then looked at Bibi Dong with an unfriendly expression. He had also noticed the disappointment in her eyes just now.

(End of this chapter)