Dou Po: Signed for three years, starting from capturing the goddess

Chapter 725 Competition among various races!

"Ning Luo, we have met at least ten teams along the way, and their target is obviously the Pure Lotus Demon Fire. It seems that this time, it is really a shocking competition." Zi Yanmei swept around, Immediately said.

Ning Luo nodded slightly. He did meet a lot of teams with the same purpose along the way, but he didn't take it too seriously. Although those guys are not weak, they still have to fight to snatch the Jinglian Demon Fire. Some are too weak.

"I don't know if people from Soul Palace and other ancient races have arrived." Ning Luo looked at the distant front, and this thought flashed in his mind, and then he waved his hand again, and shouted in a deep voice: "Speed ​​up!"

"What a terrifying Jinglian demon fire, it actually incinerated such a huge mountain range into a desert."

Looking at the huge desert that appeared in his eyes, Yao Lao couldn't help taking a breath, his face full of shock.

"The space where the demon fire of Jinglian was sealed has been broken, but the demon fire has not come out. Presumably, it should be in that space. The milky white brilliance is just some residual warmth of it." Looking at the scene, Ning Luo said softly.

"Yu Wen."

Hearing these words, even with Ziyan's intrepidity, his cheeks couldn't help but change a bit. A little bit of residual heat would incinerate the mountains and turn them into deserts. If they really entered that space, what should they do? What kind of horror is it?
"Whoa!"

Not long after Ning Luo and the others appeared in the sky over the desert, there were bursts of breaking wind from all directions, and figures stopped far away from the cracked space, their eyes glowing. Looking at this milky white desert in shock, they all knew that before tonight, this place was originally a mountain full of vitality.
While Ning Luo and the others waited quietly, the space suddenly squirmed, and immediately, a thick black mist permeated from the space, and a moving and terrifying aura quietly diffused, and immediately disappeared. It is to attract all the eyes in the world here.

Under the gaze of all the people, all gazes were directed towards the place where the black mist emerged. After a while, the black mist gradually dissipated, and several figures slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

"Is that... the Lord of the Soul Palace?"

Looking at the black-robed figure with a terrifying aura at the head of those people, Yao Lao and the others suddenly shrank their pupils, and the fighting spirit in their bodies suddenly circulated quietly.

In that distant era, the master of the Soul Palace once bloodbathed dozens of sects overnight. That night, blood flowed into rivers and corpses littered the field. It was in his hands, and he fell in embarrassment.

That night, he achieved the fierce reputation of the master of the Hall of Soul, and also made the Hall of Soul the overlord on the surface of Zhongzhou. Even the Pill Tower did not dare to easily confront him!
"Hallmaster of the Soul Palace."

Ning Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were also looking at that figure. The soul fluctuations faintly emanating from the latter's body were exactly the same as the powerful soul that Ning Luo met a few days ago.

"He has five different fires in his body, Qinglian Earth Heart Fire, Falling Heart Flame, Sea Heart Flame, Bone Spirit Cold Fire, and Three Thousand Flame Flames. It should be because of the practice."

Hearing this, the black-robed man's lips curled slightly, but he looked at the Hall Master of the Soul Palace, and said, "It depends on what the Lord wants to say."

"The young patriarch is thinking too much. The patriarch has the power to reach the heavens and the earth. He has controlled the soul clan for thousands of years and still hasn't shown signs of fatigue. It's too early to say this." The master of the soul hall smiled slightly and shook his head.

The black-robed man raised his eyelids lightly, and didn't say anything more on this taboo topic. He turned his eyes away from Ning Luo, looked at the broken space, and said, "When will we do it?"

"Wait for the Jinglian demon fire to destroy the seal, which will consume a lot of its energy. When it is about to break through the air, we will take action." The master of the soul palace crossed his rough hands and said.

The black-robed man nodded slightly, his pure black eyes glanced at Ning Luo in the distance again, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Hearing this, Ning Luo smiled wryly again. Speaking of it this way, the three people in front of him directly brought out the three different fires of the Yan Clan. If the five in his body were added, wouldn't it be that there were eight of them here alone? Different fire?
"Hehe, Brother Ning Luo, there are more than eight kinds."

As if knowing what Ning Luo was thinking, a crisp voice like a wind chime suddenly drifted into Ning Luo's ears.

"Xun'er?"

Hearing that voice that was so familiar to his bones, Ning Luo's face suddenly showed surprise.

A few figures slowly emerged. The first person was dressed in an elegant green dress, with a delicate face like a flower, and a soft smile on his beautiful and beautiful cheeks. Three thousand blue hairs were casually tied by a light green hair band, like Falling down like a waterfall, spreading over the slender waist of the willow, the breeze blows, and the blue hair flutters. It is so graceful, just like a banished fairy who has fallen into the mortal world.

With such a stunning demeanor, who else could it be besides Xun'er who I haven't seen for a long time?
"The people from the ancient clan are still here." When the three of Xun'er appeared, the vice-master of the Soul Palace also frowned slightly, and said in a low voice.

"Brother Ning Luo, you have become a fighting saint!"

The elegant girl stood in front of Ning Luo, with a warm smile on her cheeks, looking at her beautiful smile, Gu Qingyang and the old man in blue couldn't help shaking their heads slightly. , they never saw Xun'er so happy.

"Brother Ning Luo, I miss you so much"

Xun'er turned her head slightly, looked at Ning Luo's side face, the corners of her lips were slightly curved, a faint charm appeared on that elegant and beautiful cheek, and a whisper came to Ning Luo's ears quietly: "In the future, Xun'er will be free, and I will always be by your side"

Hearing these words, Ning Luo was startled, and immediately nodded with a smile.

"I said. You two won't treat others as if they don't exist, okay?" Ning Luo and Xun'er whispered, Gu Qingyang on the side finally said helplessly.

Hearing his words, Xun'er's cheeks also blushed slightly, and she quickly regained her composure, and gently broke free from Ning Luo's arms, then turned her beautiful eyes to Yao Lao behind Ning Luo, and respectfully directed at the latter A gift from a junior: "This must be Senior Yaochen?"

"Hehe, little girl, we have known each other for a long time, but we have never met each other face to face." Yao Lao said with a smile. A long time ago, Xun'er discovered that he was hiding on Ning Luo's body. Because he couldn't tell what his intentions were towards Ning Luo, he secretly warned him, but this was the first time that he actually met officially.

Ning Luo smiled, and then introduced Ziyan who was on the side. She and Xun'er had known each other very early. They had met each other when they were at Canaan College. For various reasons, we seldom meet again

(End of this chapter)