Douluo Dalu: Opening Sign to the Flame Princess

"Douluo Continent's Opening Sign-in to Yanling Ji ()"

Gu Rong looked at Zhao Ming in surprise, and the soul pressure on Zhao Ming continued to increase.

Eighty-one, eighty-two...

Ninety...

"Grass." Gu Rong looked at Zhao Ming's calm appearance, and couldn't help but let out a swear word. I don't know when, his martial spirit has been released. Behind him, many disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were trembling.

At this time, everyone looked at Zhao Ming as if they were looking at a monster.

Who is Bone Douluo? In the spirit master world, it can be said that everyone knows that Martial Spirit Bone Dragon, a titled Douluo of rank ninety-five.

Then, Zhao Ming was able to deal with the soul pressure brought by such a powerful and boundless soul master.

Is this still a person?

At this time, many disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School looked at Zhao Ming, no trace of disdain in their eyes, only awe. Zhao Ming's strength is far beyond their imagination. Such people, it would be fine if they were not beaten to death just now.

"Bone Douluo, father-in-law, have I passed the test?" Zhao Ming smiled brightly, thinking about it now, it was definitely a wise decision to absorb the five million-year-old ancient phoenix torso bones before he came. This spirit bone is definitely a weapon against spirit pressure. Even if Qian Dao Liu came, relying on the soul pressure, it would be impossible for him to be injured.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi looked at Zhao Ming and couldn't help but twitch his old face.

Zhao Ming's talent is indeed enchanting. If he can withstand such a strong soul pressure, his true strength is not much weaker.

Although it does not necessarily have the strength of a Title Douluo, it may have the strength of a Soul Saint or a Soul Douluo.

This has far exceeded his expectations.

After all, what he originally thought was that if Zhao Ming could bear the pressure of the old soul emperor level, he could consider allowing him to be with Rongrong. Now it seems that he has far underestimated Zhao Ming.

Such a genius will definitely be able to become a figure that stirs up the situation in the mainland in the future. In the future, if you cultivate it well, you can become a strong man who can compete with Wuhun Hall. Why not do it?

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo and the others looked at Zhao Ming thoughtfully.

"Zhao Ming, you are amazing..." Ning Rongrong ran to Zhao Ming's side and took Zhao Ming's arm. She didn't expect Zhao Ming to be able to resist Grandpa Gu's pressure just now.

"Zhao Ming, is your current strength comparable to Title Douluo?" Ning Rongrong tilted his head, looked at Zhao Ming, and asked curiously. She is not particularly clear about Zhao Ming's strength. After all, every once in a while, Zhao Ming's strength will increase a lot.

"I'm not that powerful. But I can really fight against a normal Soul Douluo." Zhao Ming smiled and stroked Ning Rongrong's hair. His cultivation is still too low, even if he has a lot of trump cards and not enough soul power, it is in vain.

"That's amazing too." Ning Rongrong looked at Zhao Ming with beautiful eyes and smiled sweetly. Zhao Ming's strength is comparable to that of Contra. In the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he was only slightly worse than Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Gu.

In her eyes, Contra was already very powerful.

And Zhao Ming has now become such a strong man.

Many disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School watched this scene.

Their eldest young lady and Zhao Ming are together, so intimate, and they show such a happy expression.

None of the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School could be so close to Ning Rongrong.

But Zhao Ming can.

But they were not at all dissatisfied. Because Zhao Ming's strength and talent are really against the sky. Although they don't know Zhao Ming's age, they can see that he is not very old. Zhao Ming was so young, but his strength was comparable to that of Soul Douluo, and he was definitely worthy of Ning Rongrong.

"Fengzhi, have you noticed anything different about Rongrong?" Chen Xin said with an unbelievable look on her face.

Just now, their attention was all on Zhao Ming, and they didn't pay much attention to Ning Rongrong. He had just checked Ning Rongrong's spirit power a little, but he was startled, Ning Rongrong's spirit power had reached the thirty-seventh level. The last time Ning Rongrong came back to get the spirit ring, he was only thirty-one.

It's only been a few days? a month? One month can improve six levels.

"Rongrong's cultivation seems to be at level 37." Gu Rong also said in disbelief at this time.

"This?" Ning Fengzhi's expression changed. The last time Ning Rongrong came back, his spirit power had increased by four levels, and they were terrified. Now it has been directly upgraded to six levels.

And it's still such a short time.

"Rongrong, what's going on?" Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong and asked sternly. He didn't want Ning Rongrong to improve these strengths because of the wrong path.

"Hee hee, what are you doing so serious. I didn't do anything wrong." Ning Rongrong giggled, stuck out her tongue, and said, "Let's go to the room and talk, what should I say here?"

"Okay." Ning Fengzhi nodded and led them directly into his study.

"Rongrong, what the hell is going on?"

"Actually, it's nothing. It's because I ate an immortal grass called Qiluo Tulip that Zhao Ming gave me, and my strength has improved so much. Moreover, my martial spirit has now become the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. "Ning Rongrong smiled sweetly, took Zhao Ming's hand, and said softly.

She knew how much impact the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda would have on them.

As she spoke, Ning Rongrong slowly raised her right hand, and the dazzling light began to condense in her palm.

The dazzling pagoda is in two yellow and one purple. Three spirit rings appeared in Ning Rongrong's right hand, and the dazzling brilliance instantly made the hall brighter.

Just as Ning Rongrong released his martial spirit, Sword Douluo next to him exclaimed in surprise. "Nine layers of nine colors, is this the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?"

"What?" Ning Fengzhi turned pale in shock, but his face quickly turned back to normal. Silently counted the layers of the pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand, one, two...nine.

Nine floors.

"The ninth floor, this is the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda." Ning Fengzhi stepped forward and grabbed his precious daughter's hand. Feeling the breath of the nine-story pagoda, he felt shocked. He never thought that their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had painstakingly studied and studied for thousands of years, and the dreams of countless sect masters were actually realized by his daughter.

"Haha, this is the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, this is the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. In the future, our sect will become the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Looking at the world, what about the Clear Sky Sect?" Tears of excitement lingered. The flaws in their Ning family's martial souls caused every Ning family genius to stop at the soul sage. But even so, their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is still the top three. Now that their Ning family will have a titled Douluo, they will also become the number one sect in the world.

It wasn't just Ning Fengzhi who was excited. The emotions of the two Titled Douluos also became extremely excited. The two looked at the pagoda on Ning Rongrong's palm and opened their mouths, not knowing what to say for a while.