Even the Thousand Dao Flows of the Martial Spirit Hall can't do it to this extent, could this old monster be stronger than the Thousand Dao Streams?

Thinking of this, Bone Douluo suddenly felt that he and Sword Douluo could come back alive, and it was already shit luck.

It's just that Ning Fengzhi's expression is a little different from Bone Douluo, although he is also shocked, but in this shock, there seems to be a trace of understanding, as if he has heard it somewhere.

Ning Fengzhi frowned, his tone was very heavy, and he said, "Uncle Jian, can you be sure that the effect of the Seven Killings Realm has been rewritten?" Instead of being erased or purified? ”

Sword Douluo also put away his indifferent attitude at this time, and said solemnly: "100% sure, if my own domain is suppressed and erased or neutralized by purification, it is impossible for me not to feel this." ”

"However, as soon as the Seven Killings Realm is released, it will be like a mud cow entering the sea, and there will be no reaction at all."

"Also, at first I thought I was delusional, but then I tried a few more times, and it was still the same."

"I'm sure my Seven Kills Realm must have been changed to a Realm of No Effect."

It's just that Sword Douluo didn't notice it, the more detailed he said, the more ugly Ning Fengzhi's face became, and in the end, his body was trembling slightly, and his forehead was sweating constantly.

"Fengzhi, what's wrong with you, are you not feeling well?"

Bone Douluo was the first to discover Ning Fengzhi's abnormality, and at the same time, Sword Douluo, who had just finished speaking, also turned his head to look at Ning Fengzhi.

I saw Ning Fengzhi take a few deep breaths and suppress his surging mood, and then said, "I think, I know who is the person who hangs Uncle Jian up and beats." ”

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo looked at Ning Fengzhi at the same time and asked, "Who is it?" ”

can rub two Super Douluo above level ninety-five on the floor at the same time, this kind of strength, among the currently known forces, only Qiandaoliu of the Martial Spirit Palace, and Tianpeng Douluo Xue Peng of the Rouge Tower.

However, this old man is neither Qiandaoliu nor Xue Peng, but an unknown powerhouse.

"Thousand Heavy Spirits." Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and said.

The two Titled Douluo were stunned again and said, "Who is this?" Do we know each other? Is it famous? ”

"You may not be familiar with this name, but his other identity and many titles, Uncle Jian, you should be very familiar with it."

Ning Fengzhi's habit of selling Guan Zi started again, but when he saw the somewhat unkind eyes of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, he directly coaxed him.

Ning Feng sneered and said, "The only Holy Emperor in the history of the Martial Spirit Palace, the Blood Pope in the historical records of the last three sects, and the cold-blooded butcher in the eyes of the two great empires. ”

"Uncle Jian, you should be familiar with these titles."

Hearing this, Sword Douluo's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was shocked, shouting: "How is this possible, Feng Zhi must be mistaken, how could that neuropathy survive until now!" ”

"You know, if he lived to be at least 1,500 years old, how could humans live so long?"

"And, even if he can live for so long, how can he maintain the same combat strength as when he was younger?"

Sword Douluo's appearance made Bone Douluo a little confused, he had never seen Sword Douluo so panicked, and in this tone, Bone Douluo clearly felt Sword Douluo's fear.

Bone Douluo scratched his head and said, "Sword Man, even if the Blood Pope is still alive, you don't have to be scared like this, your two bodies are still trembling now." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo's eyes looked at Bone Douluo at the same time, which was a kind of look like looking at the mentally retarded.

Bone Douluo: "......"

"Hey, coward, with all due respect, your family is currently only a hundred years old, and there are some long-standing secrets that you can't touch at all." Sword Douluo let out a long sigh and said.

As Sword Douluo said, the average small family inheritance will basically not exceed a hundred years.

For example, Meng Shu's family has a history of less than two hundred years, and the inheritance of the next four sects is less than four hundred years.

Only the two empires and the original three sects and the Martial Spirit Hall have been inherited for more than a thousand years.

Therefore, when Bone Douluo heard Sword Douluo say this, he did not object, he was born in the wild road, and his own family was not a family with a long heritage.

"Sword man, then you go on, I want to see what glorious deeds this Blood Pope has that can scare the two of you like this." Bone Douluo smiled, looking like he was watching a good show.

"My grandfather Chenqi achieved the title Douluo when he was less than forty years old, and he became a ninety-seventh-level Super Douluo before he was fifty-five years old."

"Grandpa Tai relied on the top-level martial soul Seven Killing Sword, as well as the Seven Killing Sword Technique and the Seven Killing Domain, no one on the mainland could take a few moves from him at that time, even the Haotian Sect and the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Sect couldn't resist his sword blade."

Sword Douluo began to reminisce about the past and said slowly.

"Wait, Sword Man, are you telling a story? Your grandfather? How long ago was this? Bone Douluo had a question mark on his black face.

"About 600 years ago, don't interrupt the goods!" Sword Douluo glared at Bone Douluo and said.

"Okay, okay, you keep talking......"

Bone Douluo's expression now is, I will quietly watch you perform and listen to your story.

"So Grandpa Tai hit the Wuhun Palace, and then ......"

"The tragedy happened, he used all his old man's means, and even the field was opened, but the neurotic martial soul was not opened, and the soul skill was useless, so he stood still and cut it for my grandfather, and my grandfather couldn't cut it."

"In the end, I was beaten with a rattan by that neuropath, and I was in a state of despair from then on, and I lived in a nightmare all day long, until I gave birth to my grandfather Chenxun in my later years, and then I began to slowly cheer up."

"These are all things that my grandfather told me, and he went to the Martial Spirit Hall to challenge Qiandaoliu for this reason......"

When he said this, Sword Douluo's face twitched slightly, after all, no one wanted to let outsiders know about his black history.

That is, Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo intersected with him, otherwise Sword Douluo would not have said this at all.

"Hey, hey, swordsman, you're sure you're not telling a story!"

"If you don't open the martial soul, if you don't use the soul technique, it's equivalent to using the flesh to directly resist the Seven Killing Sword, even if it's a ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo, you can't do this, do you want to say that guy is an ethereal god?"

Bone Douluo rolled his eyes, he didn't believe what Sword Douluo said at all, this was simply a fantasy.

"Cowardice, believe it or not, anyway, this is what my grandfather told me personally, and there is no need for his old man to lie to me about his grandfather's ugly things."

Sword Douluo glanced at Bone Douluo, and if you love it, you will believe it, and if you don't believe it, you will pull it down.

"Okay, then I'll believe your words as a swordsman for the time being, but why are you scared like this?"