Douluo: After transforming into a soul beast, I will roll inward to save my life

"Chongyang, it turns out that more than thirty years have passed." Regardless of his injuries, Nanyin stretched out his hand to touch the attached soul bone behind his back, feeling a little sad for a moment.

What blocked Nanyin from the Killing King's blow was not her own wings, but the attached soul bone that Chongyang sacrificed to her.

Nanyin named this soul bone "Biyi".

Fly together.

It’s just that I don’t know what happened when Chongyang sacrificed, and there is no such thing as his soul in Biyi.

"Catch the flowing light, tie it to the hibiscus, fight for the sorrow, but one day will last longer."

Nanyin sighed, but did not dare to stay too long. After opening her realm to seal the bloody aura all over her body, she flew straight into the depths of the Star Dou Forest.

Ever since he obtained the Killing God Realm through the Hell Road, Nanyin has always felt that there is a gaze watching him from the dark side.

Later, she trained Dai Xiyun and got involved in many forces, and she felt more and more that this gaze was paying more and more attention to her.

But it wasn't until Nanyin entered the Killing City again a few years ago, hunted down ten blazing sun snakes and cut out its inner elixir, that the owner of this gaze finally revealed his true face in Lushan.

He is the creator of the Killing City - God Shura.

God Shura told Nanyin that the King of Slaughter was once his favorite successor to the god. Unfortunately, he had an accident during the divine examination and could no longer inherit the throne of Shura.

And now the next successor chosen by Shura God is her, Nanyin.

Defeating the King of Slaughter is one of Nanyin's assessment tasks, so the King of Slaughter has ill intentions towards her.

After all, once Nanyin succeeds, he will not only replace the King of Slaughter, but will even threaten his life!

Lake of life.

A huge shadow suddenly appeared under the calm water. A huge creature with the head of a bull and the body of a snake broke through the water and spoke human words to the visitor: "Nanyin, you challenge him again."

"Yes." The red spherical field stopped on the lake.

"Actually, Erming and I can go to Yaori Island to help you." The Azure Bull Python shook its huge head.

Although the domain prevented the spread of Nanyin's aura, Tianqing Niubo clearly knew that Nanyin must be covered in bruises at this time.

Because she does this every time she challenges the Queen of Killing.

Nanyin shook his head and refused, "The Star Dou Forest is the home of you and Er Ming. This is the cause and effect of Yaori Island. The Star Dou Forest should not be involved anymore. The soul beasts on Douluo Continent need a relatively peaceful place to live. .”

"I want to protect my Yaori Island, and you and Er Ming also want to protect the Lake of Life."

"Besides, if the Silky Bone Rabbit comes back and you and Er Ming are not here, who will protect her?"

Azure Bull Python could not refute and watched Nanyin enter the cultivation state in silence.

***

Wuhun Temple.

Bibi Dong wore a purple gold crown with nine curves on her head and a golden dress. She sat down at the highest point in the middle of the Wuhun Hall.

Bloodthorn Douluo bowed and reported: "To inform His Majesty the Pope, my subordinates have brought back Xie Yue. At the same time, it was found out that Xie Yue was able to escape from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect after being exposed this time, thanks to a man named 'Ning Xinxin' was rescued by a disciple of the Qibao Glazed Sect."

"Oh?" Bibi Dong held the gem scepter in her hand, and her expression could not tell the difference between happiness and anger.

"His Majesty the Pope, this Ning Xinxin claims to be Ning Fengzhi's adopted daughter, and she is also a rare twin martial spirit. The young master asked his subordinates to bring her to the Spirit Hall, please make your decision."

"The two of them have come in. I have something to ask. Elder Sanxue, thank you for your hard work. Please go down first."

Xie Yue and Ning Xinxin walked in from outside the hall.

Xie Yue was the first to kneel down and salute, "See His Majesty the Pope."

Ning Xinxin was a little hesitant when she saw this, but she still followed Xie Yue's example and knelt down to salute, "See His Majesty the Pope."

"Everyone, get up."

Bibi Dong glanced at her, "Are you Ning Fengzhi's adopted daughter?" Ning Xinxin did not expect that the Pope would ask her first question, and she took a moment to respond: "Yes, His Majesty the Pope, my name is Ning Xinxin ."

Bibi Dong didn't care about her name, "Since she is the adopted daughter of the sect leader, why should she submit to the Spirit Hall?"

"Because the sect master is so unfair!" Ning Xinxin said without thinking: "The sect master clearly said that he would regard me as his biological daughter. My current talent and soul power have far exceeded Ning Rongrong. But he still just wants to pass the position of sect leader to that domineering and domineering Ning Rongrong!"

Bibi Dong glanced at it lightly, feeling a little regretful.

Although he is a twin martial soul, his character is not good and it is difficult for him to hold a big position.

"In that case, I, Wuhun Hall, welcome you to join." Bibi Dong showed a faint smile, stunningly beautiful.

Before Ning Xinxin could show her joy, she heard the above continue: "Then how many disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect can you mobilize now?"

Ning Xinxin's face instantly stiffened.

Although she claims to be the adopted daughter of the sect master, Ning Fengzhi is so partial and cautious, how can she have any real power?

"His Majesty the Pope, I, I have no way to mobilize the disciples of the sect now..." Ning Xinxin was a little flustered.

[Host, your twin martial souls are your advantage. 】

"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope! Although I cannot mobilize the disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, I have twin martial spirits!"

As if afraid that Bibi Dong wouldn't believe it, Ning Xinxin stretched out her right hand: "This is my number one martial spirit, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda."

Then she took back the Glazed Pagoda, stretched out her left hand and said: "This is my second martial spirit, the Seven Killing Sword. The Seven Killing Sword is the same as Sword Douluo Chenxin!"

"Yes, you are indeed very talented."

Ning Xinxin just breathed a sigh of relief when Bibi Dong asked again: "What is your relationship with Chen Xin, and who are your parents?"

Ning Xinxin swallowed nervously, a layer of cold sweat forming on her forehead.

Of course she has nothing to do with Chen Xin!

Her parents were both ordinary disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect, and the second martial spirit was brought to her by the system, but there was no way to explain this to Bibi Dong!

"His Majesty, Your Majesty the Pope, I have been injured before, and I can't even remember what happened when I was a child..."

Bibi Dong could tell at a glance that Ning Xinxin was guilty, but she did not expose him.

Since they are genuine twin martial souls, they are of some use. With some training, he can become a knife in the hands of Xiaoxue and Nana in the future.

"Good boy, if you can't remember it, don't think about it. Just stay in Wuhun Hall with peace of mind."

After ordering people to take Ning Xinxin down to settle down, Bibi Dong turned his attention to Xie Yue again.

"Mission failed?"

Xie Yue immediately knelt down and said, "My subordinate did something bad, please forgive me!"

Bibi Dong said nothing.

The hall fell into silence.

The more Bibi Dong remained silent, the more anxious Xie Yue became.

Time passed bit by bit, and Xie Yue knelt on the spot without daring to move at all. His entire back was almost soaked with cold sweat.

Bibi Dong stood up and looked down at Xie Yue who was kneeling below. After a long time, she held the scepter and knocked on the ground. There was a "thud" sound, which seemed to hit Xie Yue's heart.

"That's all, go down, Nana is still waiting for you."

"Catch the flowing light, tie it to the fusang, fight for the sorrow, but one day will last longer." From "The Road Is Difficult: Binding the Tiger's Hand" by He Zhu in the Northern Song Dynasty