Zhao Wuji took out an incense stick, but before he could light it, Ning Rongrong had already made the first move.
"Seven Treasures turn, glazed light emerges." She gracefully spun around on the spot, and dazzling seven-colored light immediately burst forth from her body. In the place where that light gathered, a colorful pagoda over a foot tall had appeared in Ning Rongrong's right palm.
The treasure light flickered, radiating an air of nobility. Ning Rongrong wore a smile, looking completely different from before. She now possessed a touch of immortal grace.
Two yellow Soul Rings rose from beneath her feet and silently revolved around her body.
"Seven Treasures have names. First: strength." The first Soul Ring rose and enveloped the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. At Ning Rongrong's gesture with her left hand, three streams of colored light shot out at once, enveloping everyone.
A warm feeling immediately filled their hearts. Vigorous strength surged through every limb and bone.
Zhao Wuji stared at Ning Rongrong in astonishment. "The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? A disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect actually came this time."
"Seven Treasures have names. Second: speed." Three more streams of colored light floated out, and Ning Rongrong's second Soul Ring took effect as well.
At once, a light and weightless sensation made Zhao Ming and the others feel as though they were floating in the air.
Feeling the tremendous enhancement Ning Rongrong had brought, a sharp glint flashed through Zhao Ming's eyes.
He had never truly understood how terrifying this Martial Soul was before. Now that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's support was on him, he understood why it deserved to be called the number one support Martial Soul.
At present, Ning Rongrong could only provide a thirty percent boost, but as