Returning to Spirit Hall, Ning Rongrong Learns the Truth, Arrival at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

I have finished enjoying this great show.

Yao Xuan doesn't plan to stay at Heaven Dou City either.

Not interesting.

So, Yao Xuan took the girls and returned to the Spirit Hall.

He also introduced Hu Liena and Bibi Dong to Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong.

"House, Mr. Dean, you, you are actually the mastermind behind the Spirit Hall, and Bibi Dong are all your female slaves?"

Looking at this scene, Ning Rongrong was completely stunned, her pretty face was full of surprise, and her heart was extremely shocked.

"That's right, Rongrong, in addition to the Spirit Hall, I will also conquer the two empires and Upper Three Sects, including you Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"Since you have become my student, I will not be so ruthless and leave the choice to you--"

"Rongrong, do you want Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to die or Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to live?"

Looking at Ning Rongrong who was standing dumbfounded on the spot, Yao Xuan said calmly.

Ning Rongrong's lips moved, but not a word came out.

Her mind was already empty.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, dead or alive?

If someone else had said this, she would have laughed out loud on the spot.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is one of Upper Three Sects, and two Titled Douluos are in charge within the sect. Who dares to speak like this?

But the person in front of me just called the Pope Spirit Hall his slave girl.

"Can't answer?"

Yao Xuan put down the tea cup in his hand and stood up. "It seems that you don't know my strength yet!"

He grabbed Ning Rongrong's wrist.

The next moment, the two people disappeared out of thin air.

There was a flash of white light before his eyes, then black.

Then, there is the boundless sea of stars.

Ning Rongrong opened his eyes wide.

There is no ground under your feet, and there is no sky above your head.

All around her were stars.

"Where... is this?"

Her voice was trembling.

"Douluo Star Outside."

Yao Xuan let go of her wrist and stood with her hands behind her back. "I will take you to see."

Ning Rongrong lowered his head.

She saw a blue planet.

It was very small, as small as a grain of sand on her fingernail.

"This is Douluo Star."

Yao Xuan's voice was very calm. "A grain of sand."

Then, he raised his hand.

A star suddenly lit up in the distance, and the planet, which was hundreds of times larger than Douluo Star, collapsed silently under his palm.

No explosions, no sounds, just light.

The light collapsed in, shrunk to a point, and then even that point was gone.

In the sea of stars, there is an extra space.

"Now, Rongrong, answer the question I asked you - do you want Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to die or live?"

Yao Xuan turned his head and continued to ask.

"I... I choose to live."

Ning Rongrong's legs are weakening. They are almost squeezed out from between the teeth.

"Master Dean, I beg you, don't hurt my father, don't hurt those Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect people."

She raised her head, her eyes filled with tears. "I'll give you whatever you want."

"Give me everything?"

Yao Xuan looked at her.

"Give me everything, including myself."

Ning Rongrong bit his lip and swallowed back his tears. "As long as Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can survive, I... I am willing to be your woman."

Yao Xuan smiled.

He reached out and wiped away the tear from the corner of her eye.

"I said that I won't be so heartless."

"Get up, I will take you home."

After a while.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, in front of the mountain gate.

The sky was getting dark and the wind suddenly stopped.

A figure appeared in mid-air out of thin air.

Yao Xuan held Ning Rongrong's hand and slowly fell down.

"Who!"

"Sect Master! Someone broke into the mountain gate without permission!"

"Oh no! He held Miss Rongrong hostage!"

Seeing Yao Xuan and Ning Rongrong in the distance, the guard's voice suddenly exploded.

In just a few breaths, dozens of figures rushed out from the sect.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man walked out quickly.

He was dressed in rich clothes, his features were majestic, but his face was already pale.

It is Ning Fengzhi.

He saw Yao Xuan at a glance, and then he saw Ning Rongrong holding hands.

"Rongrong?!"

"You... why are you back?"

His voice suddenly changed. "Also, who is this person next to you!"

"Father, I'm fine."

Ning Rongrong's tears fell again. "You... don't be afraid."

"Ning Fengzhi."

"I, Yao Xuan, the master behind the Spirit Hall, came here today just to give you a way to survive for the sake of Ning Rongrong."

"Come to the Spirit Hall now and live; otherwise, die!"

Yao Xuan took a step forward and said coldly.

"Spirit Hall?"

"I, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, am one of Upper Three Sects, with a century-old foundation, how can I surrender at your request?"

Ning Fengzhi's face turned blue and white in turns. His chest straightened up as he spoke, but the hands in his sleeves were shaking violently.

"My intention is for you, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, to be classified as Spirit Hall."

Yao Xuan interrupted him, "From now on, this sect will obey my orders."

"What a big tone, put down Ning Rongrong!"

A cold shout exploded from the depths of the sect.

The next moment, a sword light tore through the night and reached the sky.

A white-haired Old Man came out of the air with a sword in hand.

His beard and hair were all white, and he was dressed in white clothes. Standing there, he had an extremely fierce aura.

It is Douluo, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, the protector of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"You kidnapped our sect master's daughter and dared to call for battle in front of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's mountain gate."

"Junior, you don't know how to write the word "death".

The voice fell.

Buzz--

Circles of Soul Ring slowly rose from his feet!

Two yellows, two purples, five blacks!

Nine circles Soul Ring, slowly rotating around his body.

The Seven Kill Sword, in his hand, made a clear sword cry.

Seven Kill Sword, the first attack in mainland China Martial Soul.

The blade of the sword has not moved, but its sharpness has already cut people's faces with pain.

"The sixth Soul Skill--Myriad Swords Return to the Sect!"

He shouted loudly.

The next moment.

The night sky behind him lit up.

Countless sword shadows appeared out of thin air, densely packed, covering the entire sky.

One handle, ten handles, a hundred handles, a thousand handles.

Later, I lost count.

The sky above the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was reflected white by the light of the sword.

The sword shadows turned slowly, and the sword tips pointed at Yao Xuan.

The air was cut into tiny slits.

The stone steps in front of the mountain gate cracked silently.

Several guards standing nearby took a few steps back, their faces turning pale with fear.

"Go!"

Sword Douluo raised his hand and pointed.

Thousands of swords fell together.

And just as the sword shadow fell.

Yao Xuan Behind him, three feet away, the air suddenly swayed.

No one.

There was only a hoarse laugh.

"Boy, go to hell!"

Old Man, who was as skinny as a skeleton, appeared behind him out of thin air.

It is Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

"Ninth Soul Skill--Bone Dragon Transformation!"

That's Bone Dragon, defense type Martial Soul.

Among Titled Douluo, the most mysterious one.

No one knows when he appears, and no one knows when he disappears.

Boom!

The earth cracked.

A giant bone dragon with a completely white body emerged from the ground and roared to the sky.

The dragon was several feet tall, and its whole body was covered with dense bone spurs.

In a pair of eye sockets, there are two green fires burning.

When it opened its mouth, the air around it became distorted.

It raised its pair of bone-white claws, struck Yao Xuan on the top of its head, and smashed it down hard.

Before the claws even landed, the force had already crushed the ground.

The sword shadow and the bone dragon moved up and down, pressing down at the same time.