The air above the vast Soul Beast Forest suddenly seemed to freeze.
Ning Liu and his group stopped flying.
Below lies an endless green sea, with ancient trees reaching for the sky and the roars of beasts rising and falling, yet there is also an inexplicable sense of deathly silence.
Bibi Dong's body was shrouded in a magnificent papal robe, but the gold thread on the robe could not suppress the turmoil in her heart at this moment.
The Chrysanthemum Douluo beside her, Yue Guan, also had a solemn expression on his face.
External soul bone.
And there are two of them.
Although the Gale-Sweeping Wings on Ning Rongrong's back were exquisite, judging from their aura, they were less than ten thousand years old.
The aura emanating from the pair of Nine Nether Dragon Wings behind Ke Ningliu made both Title Douluos feel a chill in their hearts!
That didn't seem like the power of a soul bone; it was more like... the manifestation of a rule.
"My lord."
Xu Jiushi looked around, his brows furrowed.
"Isn't this just an ordinary soul beast mountain range?"
"There are quite a few soul beasts, and quite a few ten-thousand-year soul beasts, but there's nothing particularly special about them."
Ning Rongrong nodded in agreement, her little face full of confusion.
"Yes, senior brother."
"What kind of god would leave their legacy in such a godforsaken place?"
She pouted, her tone carrying a hint of coquettishness.
"You just helped me hunt that 20,000-year-old scaled beast as my fifth spirit ring. I rushed here without even taking a break, just to come here and enjoy the breeze?"
It was called a hunt, but the poor scaled beast, under the pressure of a group of titled Douluo, didn't even have time to think about struggling before it was stunned and forced to give up its spirit ring in frustration.
However, Ning Rongrong felt that this soul beast had died a worthy death, and could even boast to other soul beasts about the luxurious lineup that sent it away.
Ning Liu didn't turn around, but gently waved his hand, silencing everyone's chatter.
"That's right, this is the place."
"The methods left behind by a god could not possibly be as simple as we think."
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong nodded.
really.
Gods are gods because their actions are beyond the comprehension of mortals.
Isn't the way he obtained the Rakshasa God's inheritance also unimaginable?
Ning Liu raised his hand.
An ancient scroll appeared in his palm.
It was neither animal hide nor paper, and its material was unknown, yet it emitted a faint glow the moment it appeared.
It is the map of the Nine-Colored Goddess Relics.
The soul power within Ning Liu flowed into the scroll like a gentle stream.
Buzz—
The scroll suddenly burst forth with dazzling light.
Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, black, white.
Nine colors of light shot into the sky, but were bound by an invisible force, forming a huge pillar of light that precisely enveloped Ning Liu and his group.
There were exactly nine people, no more and no less.
Ning Liu, Ning Rongrong, Xu Jiushi, Luo Li, Shi Han, Jin Bupo, Feng Wuhen, as well as Bibi Dong and Ju Douluo.
Then, the surrounding space began to fluctuate.
The forest scene before me, like water with a stone thrown in, began to distort and fold.
"It seems we're in another dimension. Be careful!"
Ning Liu let out a low shout.
Upon seeing this, Ju Douluo Yueguan could not hide his shock.
"There...there really is one?"
"This is... teleportation? Similar to Killing City?"
Bibi Dong nodded.
Chrysanthemum Douluo's body trembled.
This Ningliu...
This could be the chance to become a god!
The next moment, the nine-colored beam of light suddenly contracted inward.
Only a slight spatial ripple remained in place before the figures of Ning Liu and his nine companions completely vanished.
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