Douluo: So what if I reincarnate as Ning Rongrong?

Young blood -colored hair fluttering the wind, the same armor as the abyss, holding the sanctuary, and the sanctuary.

Seeing the two people who had fell, the hands of the offense slowed down, and the young people looked at the people present.

"It is a unique place, the holder of the three -level first -level god position."

The youthful tone was high, and his eyes swept from Snow Emperor, Bidong, and Blue Buddha. He finally fell on Ning Rongrong.

"Also, it is not a god -level, but human beings that are far beyond the strength of the general god."

"Pink hair can make Tianyuan fall, and even the mother suffers a woman, you are Ning Rongrong!"

The youth's self -speaking, a resentment in his eyes when he mentioned Tian Yuan.

This trace of change was captured by Ning Rongrong.

"Tianyuan, do you mean the Abyss Saint Jun?" Ning Rongrong said lightly. "It seems that he is really gone.

The mothers of the dark red have two sons, both of which are asexual reproduction.

The eldest son is Tianyuan, the ultimate boss of Douro series "The Legend of the Dragon King", a slightly revealed villain in "The Ultimate Dou Luo".

Yan Long is the younger son of the deep red mother. The strength is not as good as the abyss, and even jealous of him. Just a resentment, the young man in front of him must be Yan Long.

The cultivation of the first -level God is weaker than the abyss.

Holding the heavenly saint cracks, which belonged to the abyss, in his hand, it was the relic of the Abyss Saint.

After all, the Tiansheng cracks that were lost last time were projected by the sea cucumber trident.

The inherently cracked fur in front of me is probably the real super artifact.

"Little belly chicken intestine!" Yan Long, who heard the discourse, suddenly burst into forehead, and he breathed a few breaths.

"Humans who are not even God, don't think that you accidentally kill Tianyuan, that is, the opponent of Yan Long, the guy is just the first generation of the flag to sell."

To put it, hematopoietic light emerges throughout the body, and even the super -artifact in his hand is shrouded in the halo of blood gas.

"die!"

Red light cuts through the sky.

The Yan Long's Yan Long's Yan Long turned into a blood -colored red light, struck Ning Rongrong.

"Skills -the creation of Yongshi"

"Divine skills -absolute zero degrees"

"Divine skills -shocking sky waves and sand"

Bibidong, Snow Emperor, and Blue Buddha launched an offense at the same time, and the divine power poured out of his body.

The air of the entire Empire became anxious in the blink of an eye.

The earth trembled violently.

"roll!"

Super artifacts of the torn ripping rules, the three attacks falling in the sky directly collapsed.

His divine power is just a little stopped.

"abyss"

Tiansheng pornographic gangsters emit a slight gun, and the energy burst out from the tip.

Bi Bidong, Snow Emperor and Blue Buddha snorted, flying out of hundreds of meters away.

The three spit out a bite of blood, and the smell of blood in the air suddenly permeated the blood.

At this time, Yan Long and Ning Rongrong were close at hand.

"You are not Tianyuan, and you can't play all the power of super artifacts."

Ning Rongrong flickered slightly, disappearing in Yanlong's sight instantly.

"What!"

Yan Long was shocked. When he reacted, Ning Rongrong was already near.

The tender palm grabbed on the handle of Tian Sheng's cracks and looked at him indifferently.

"No, this is impossible!"

Yan Long's expression changed greatly, and the divine power released along the gun handle.

"it's useless!"

Another hand that Ning Rongrong was empty, holding his glazed sacred sword.

The Liuli Sword Sword is away from the light fluorescence.

"Sword skills -Asian space cutting"

"laugh!"

Blood flowing across the blood, Yan Long held the arm of the gun, and was torn away by the sword air together.

"Ah ~"

He screamed again and again.

"No, I don't believe it!" Yan Long's hissing was exhausted, but he was a first -class god. How could he lose to humans who are not even God.

This is impossible, this is unscientific!

Ning Rongrong held the natural cracked halberd and trembled slightly.

Powerful energy bounces it away.

Tian Shengpu Yuanli flew back to the other hand of Yan Long, who broke his arm again.

"Super artifact recognition?"

Ning Rongrong frowned slightly.

Is there any problem with that gun?

The breath of just now seems to be Yan Long, but it looks like ...

Ning Rongrong didn't think much.

Anyway, it is important to knock the enemy in front of you first.

Broken a arm is nothing to Yan Long.

Borrowing the blood from the Star Luo Empire, it quickly condensed a intact right arm at the wound.

"hateful!"

Yan Long stared fiercely at Ning Rongrong, holding the halberd with his left hand, and replaced his weapon to his right hand again.

"Don't be proud, it's just my care." Yan Long wiped the blood in the corner of his mouth,

"This time, I will use my best to make you a little ghost, kneel down and be conquered."

During the words, the coercion of the first -class God was released without reservation.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Throughout the sky, it seemed to be distorted by this energy.

Bibidong, Snow Emperor and Blue Buddha glanced at each other.

They all showed the helplessness in my eyes.

All three are first -level gods with strength above 120, but the other party could not be taken aspect.

Waiting for someone to become a god, is the gap with Ning Rongrong so big?

This is such an incredible thing.

However, Bibi Dong and others did not know that Ning Rongrong's strength was not enough to deal with the first-level god. At most, it was between the second-level god and the first-level god.

However, the continuous "gathering spirit" effect of the Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams Array, as well as the resistance of the array, only raised Ning Rongrong's strength.

With the help of the array, Ning Rongrong's current strength has reached the fourth level of perfection.

Although there is still a big gap with the real fourth level of perfection.

But her strength has also surpassed Yan Long.

This is why Ning Rongrong put the extreme of Qi in the fourth level of perfection to practice at the end.

The extreme of strength represents the physique, the extreme of skill refers to the skills, and the extreme of the heart involves the spirit and soul.

These three aspects must be controlled by hard power, and it is difficult to take shortcuts.

As long as the other aspects of Qi reach the extreme, Qi can be artificially injected in other ways.

"Take my move!"

Yan Long's divine power locked Ning Rongrong and merged with the Tiansheng Liyuan Ji, almost reaching the point of unity between man and gun.

Peng Bai's divine power made Ning Rongrong's clothes tremble slightly.

"Go to hell, little human girl!"

"The abyss cannot be desecrated."

"Super artifact skill - Abyss."

Launching a full-strength attack, Yan Long's divine power and the Heavenly Saint Rifting Halberd intertwined with each other, and it seemed that there was a bit of the outline of the Abyss Saint Lord releasing skills.

"Since you want to give me a super artifact, then I will be disrespectful."

When speculating that there might be something wrong with the Heavenly Saint Rifting Halberd, Ning Rongrong did not intend to waste time.

The cold air gathered on the tip of the Glazed Holy Sword.

"Sword skills -"

However, before Ning Rongrong could release the skill.

The Heavenly Saint Rifting Halberd flew out of her hand, and then pierced Yan Long's chest with a halberd.

"No, you..."

Yan Long widened his eyes in disbelief, "You, it's impossible, how can you still be alive."

When he was dying, he saw the outline of his eldest brother.

"There is no need to say more to a dying man."

The blood-red aura spread out from the center of the Heavenly Saint Rifting Halberd.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Long's divine power was absorbed by the Heavenly Saint Rifting Halberd.

The majestic aura was transmitted.

The air waves were overwhelming.

The blood-red aura in the sky was flying, and a huge vortex of tens of kilometers was rolled up.

The center of the vortex was the Heavenly Saint Rifting Halberd.

"Hmph, no matter what you are!"

"The advantage is mine now."

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath and released the Glazed Holy Sword in her hand towards the core of the tornado.

"Sword Skills - Void Collapse Dragon's Thousand Changes"

"Slash!"