The square in front of the Papal Palace.

Two figures walked out of the majestic papal palace one after the other.

The first person is the first person, with a crown like jade, a straight nose and a square mouth, an elegant and gentle appearance, and a white robe that is clean and clean. He looks like he is in his forties, his eyes are soft, and he looks like an ordinary person no matter how he looks.

However, the soul master team patrolling outside the Pope's palace saw that this person all saluted respectfully, which was enough to see what kind of respectful status this middle-aged man had.

The middle-aged man's silky black hair was scattered behind him, and everything looked so casual and unpretentious.

He first smiled and nodded at these armor-clad guards, and then moved his lips slightly, and asked the emaciated old man who was one step behind him.

"Uncle Jian, how's it going?"

The old man's hair was white, but his face was as delicate as a baby, and between the opening and closing of his eyes, an extremely sharp aura flashed from his eyes.

"Unfathomable." The old man uttered four words, pondered for a moment, and then continued.

"Fengzhi, back then, Haotian Sect was forced to retreat by the Martial Spirit Palace. Over the years, under the leadership of the contemporary Pope Bibi Dong, the Wuhun Hall is still more powerful than it was at the beginning, so it is better for us to make plans as early as possible. ”

Ning Fengzhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was silent in thought.

What this pillar of the sect, Sword Douluo, said, he hadn't thought about it. One Bibi Dong had already made Sword Douluo jealous, and the one he had seen at the Heaven Dou City Auction House was also not so easy to deal with.

Even as the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, at this moment, a trace of depression rose in his heart.

However, he wasn't too worried, after all, their Seven Treasure Glazed Sect was backed by the Heaven Dou Empire's royal family, and he didn't think that the current Martial Spirit Hall would dare to risk the world to deal with them.

Ning Feng responded and did not continue the topic.

"Uncle Jian, let's bring this girl Rong Rong back to the sect first, I'm worried that with this girl's temperament, something will happen in Wuhun City."

Thinking of his favorite daughter, he couldn't help but look helpless.

Sword Douluo stopped behind his back with his hands behind his back and said dissatisfied.

"Rongrong is still young now, and it's time to love to play. I can't know her temperament anymore, you just saw the side that Rongrong usually likes to play, but you didn't see her well-behaved side. ”

Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly and shook his head, he was very aware of Sword Douluo's doting on his daughter, so he didn't say anything to refute it.

At this moment, a crisp and strongly aggrieved voice suddenly came from not far away, "Grandpa Jian, someone is bullying me, you have to make the decision for Rongrong." ”

As the voice appeared, Ning Rongrong threw himself directly into Sword Douluo's arms like a milk swallow in his arms.

The appearance of pear blossoms with rain made Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi both moved.

"Rongrong, what's going on?" Ning Fengzhi noticed Ning Tian who was following Ning Rongrong with his arms hanging weakly, and his heart sank, and he hurriedly mobilized his soul power to carefully check his daughter's body.

Ordinary Sword Douluo was even more angry, and he was about to release his martial soul and take Ning Rongrong back to the field.

The cyan marble floor around him had countless neat cuts at some point.

"I want to see who dares to bully us Rongrong."

However, Ning Fengzhi spoke out to stop Sword Douluo.

"Uncle Jian, I don't see any injuries on Rong Rong's body, let's figure it out."

Ning Rongrong left Sword Douluo's arms, blinked his big clear eyes at Ning Fengzhi, and said aggrievedly.

"Who said I wasn't hurt, Dad, look at my wrists, they're all red. Grandpa Jian, you see that Dad doesn't care about Rongrong anymore. ”

After speaking, Ning Rongrong deliberately squeezed out a few tears to make his acting more realistic.

Sword Douluo hurriedly held her wrist with regret, "Good, Rongrong, your father doesn't care about you, Grandpa Sword loves you." Grandpa Sword, this is angry for you. ”

Ning Rongrong raised his head, tears flashing in his eyes, "Really? ”

Sword Douluo Zhengse said: "Of course it's true, when did your Sword Grandpa lie to you." ”

But Ning Fengzhi, who had been looking at her daughter, found a smile hidden in her eyes. After all, the teenager still couldn't hide the thoughts in his heart, he believed that Sword Douluo had probably seen it, but he just didn't want to say anything.

And although Sword Douluo said so, he was no longer as heartfelt.

Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly and looked at Ning Tian and Ning Zhen, who were kneeling on one knee not far away.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Ning Tian and Ning Zhen didn't dare to hide it, and told Ning Fengzhi what had happened before with a humble face.

Of course, it also includes the fact that they and Ning Rongrong took Ning Rongrong out of the city in a carriage without authorization.

"The soul king of the yellow, purple, purple, black and black soul rings? Looks like you're only sixteen or seventeen? Hearing Ning Tian say this, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo subconsciously glanced at each other.

Such a genius has exceeded their cognition, even Tang Hao back then, he didn't have a demon to this extent.

Ning Fengzhi was slightly stunned and looked at Ning Tian again.

"Do you recognize that man's martial spirit?"

"Back to the sect master, that person's martial soul seems to be of the dark attribute, covered with black scales, and the appearance of the martial soul possession is a bit similar to the dragonization of the blue electric Tyrannosaurus rex family, but this kind of martial soul has never been seen by his subordinates." Ning Tianqiang endured the severe pain in his arms and said with an embarrassed expression.

"Dark attributes?" Ning Fengzhi was surprised again. As the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, he has some understanding of all kinds of powerful martial spirits inherited on the mainland, including those hidden world sects that are not born. But he hadn't heard of any of the inheritance martial souls of the family that were dark attributes.

Could it be a mutant martial spirit?

Ning Rongrong, who was on the side, saw that his father was going to ask something, so he pursed his mouth angrily and began to fan the flames.

"Dad, that bastard has insulted our Seven Treasure Glazed Sect."

"Rongrong! Girls' families, don't be full of swearing. Looking at his daughter, who was becoming more and more undisciplineable, Ning Fengzhi's brows furrowed tightly.

This is the Sword Douluo on the side who couldn't bear to let Ning Rongrong be trained, and protected him behind him, "Feng Zhi what are you doing here, Rongrong has been wronged, you don't help him out, forget it, why do you reprimand her?" ”

"Uncle Jian, Rong Rong is about to be spoiled by you and Uncle Bone." Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly, but Sword Douluo released his martial soul disapprerovingly.

"Who said we were spoiled. Don't you know if you go? ”

The light on the surface of the body shone, and a simple giant sword two meters long and half a foot wide floated in the air, two yellow, two purple and five black, and nine soul rings emerged from Sword Douluo's feet one after another. This is the martial soul of Sword Douluo, known as the strongest weapon martial soul Seven Killing Sword.

The giant sword rose in the wind, and as soon as Sword Douluo's middle finger and index finger were raised, he flew away from the Pope's Palace with Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong.

After Ning Rongrong's incident, both Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi became very interested in this young man with a special soul ring ratio.