After being silent for a while, Ning Fengzhi and the three of them sighed in unison, Ning Fengzhi felt extremely tricky and powerless, this was the first time he had encountered such a difficult problem since his father took over the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, and it really made his head bigger.

Ning Fengzhi rubbed his temples, a trace of tiredness flashed in his eyes, and he said with a wry smile to the juniors in front of him, "Smile, this is really the worst news I've heard, I really hope it's just a dream."

Shrugging his shoulders, Wei Yi smiled and said, "Unfortunately, this dream is a nightmare, and it's suffocatingly real."

Ning Rongrong, who came back from the shock, saw that Wei Yixiao could still laugh, so he immediately threw himself on Wei Yixiao's back, grabbed Wei Yixiao's neck, shook it, and pouted dissatisfiedly: "You big pig's head, you can still laugh, that woman is faster than Zhuqing, think of a way!"

Although it is not as good as Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong's figure is getting better and better, clinging to Wei Yixiao's back, giving Wei Yixiao a very wonderful feeling, but Zhu Zhuqing is next to him, Wei Yixiao didn't dare to show an expression of enjoyment, and calmly picked up Ning Rongrong who was hanging behind him with one hand.

Looking at Ning Rongrong's puffed up face, Wei smiled helplessly: "Of course I can laugh, little Bibi Dong, is it better than my Zhuqing, even if she is a few steps ahead, it's nothing, I believe Zhuqing will definitely catch up."

Putting Ning Rongrong down, Wei Yixiao patted Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder, "There is Zhuqing here, there is no accident."

Zhu Zhuqingqiao's face was slightly red, and Wei smiled at her, and said nonely: "I don't have that much ability, Bibi Dong is named Douluo, I am the soul king."

Ning Fengzhi said worriedly, "Pope Bibi Dong is already a Title Douluo, so it's a little easier to inherit the divine throne than Zhuqing."

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Wei Yi smiled and took Zhu Zhuqing into his arms, rubbed Zhu Zhuqing's little head, and said with a smile: "Uncle Ning, that's not necessarily, a high level of soul power is not necessarily an advantage sometimes."

"Oh, what do you say?" Kendo Chenxin said with a smile at Wei.

The others were also puzzled, and they all said that the hundred-level god, the Pope Bibi Dong was a ninety-level Titled Douluo, and he was only a few levels away from the hundred-level Douluo, no matter how you looked at it, it was faster than Zhu Zhuqing at the fifty-level level.

While holding Zhu Zhuqing, Wei Yixiao stretched out a hand and waved it at everyone, "Bone Douluo just mentioned the peerless Douluo Tang Chen of Haotian Sect."

Bone Douluo frowned, and said suspiciously, "Aren't we talking about becoming a god, why did we mention the old sect master of Haotian Sect again."

Suddenly, Bone Douluo seemed to think of something, looked at Wei Yi in disbelief and said with a smile, "Wait, could it be that old sect master of Haotian Sect ......

Wei Yi smiled and nodded, "Just as Bone Douluo thought."

Bone Douluo suddenly realized and muttered, "No wonder, no wonder, no wonder that old sect master of Haotian Sect suddenly disappeared."

Kendo Chenxin and Ning Fengzhi looked at Zhu Zhuqing, and then at Bone Douluo muttering to themselves, and after thinking about it for a while, they also thought of something, and fell into shock again. ….

Ning Fengzhi felt that the shock he had received before did not add up to the weight of today, so he took a deep breath and asked Wei Yixiao, "Yixiao, how do you know this."

Wei Yi touched his nose with a smile and said with a sneer, "I also heard it from the sea god, and when I chatted with the sea god, the sea god mentioned it." Anyway, Ning Fengzhi and the others couldn't see the Seagod himself, so Wei Yixiao pushed the matter to the Seagod.

Ning Rongrong looked left and right, all of them were riddlers, and he was suddenly unhappy, everyone is here, why am I an outsider!

Jumping between Wei Yixiao and Ning Fengzhi, a few tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes, waving his hands, Ning Rongrong said, "What are you talking about! I want to know, tell me, tell me."

"Oh my glory." Kendo Chenxin pulled Ning Rongrong to his side with a distressed face, wiped a few tears from the corners of Ning Rongrong's eyes, and said softly: "Rongrong doesn't cry, it's all because the wind and bones are not good, really, if you have something to say, just say it directly."

Ning Fengzhi said helplessly

"Rongrong, you are not too young." After receiving the angry eyes of the two Titled Douluo, Ning Fengzhi said with a wry smile: "Okay, it's my fault, Rongrong, the smile means that the peerless Douluo old sect master of Haotian Sect has been missing for so many years because he inherited the divine throne, and he has no news, and he doesn't know life or death."

"What." Ning Rongrong said in surprise: "It's just that level, can't you figure it out, even the peerless Douluo is missing, is it dangerous to inherit the divine position, then Zhuqing..."

"Of course, there are risks associated with inheriting the throne." Wei Yi smiled and said, "However, with me, Zhuqing will definitely inherit the Seagod Divine Throne safely."

Although with Tang Chen's example, Ning Fengzhi was still worried about the soul power level of Wei Yixiao and the others, thinking that their soul power level was still low, and it was not too late to continue cultivating for a period of time, but Ning Fengzhi's attitude had eased a lot.

Wei smiled and said, "Uncle Ning doesn't have to worry too much, with the joint efforts of a few of us, the vast majority of soul masters will not be able to danger us, and when the sect is slightly disguised, we can easily avoid the interference of other forces."

Seeing that Wei Yixiao was so confident, Kendo Chenxin immediately said that he wanted to try Wei Yixiao's combat power level.

After a battle, Wei Yixiao naturally failed to defeat Kendo Chenxin, although Wei Yixiao was slightly injured under Kendo Chenxin, but he also left a lot of traces on Kendo Chenxin's body.

Touching the torn clothes on his chest, the feeling of slight pain reminded Kendo Chenxin that he was broken by Wei Yixiao just now, although the injuries left were not big, but considering the difference in soul power levels between the two, it was also a great achievement. He didn't go all out, and he could see that Wei Yixiao was the same.

Ning Fengzhi applauded and praised again and again, "Amazing, how is it, Uncle Jian."

"Very strong, the combat power of a smile is enough to be compared with some veteran Contra Douluo, plus Rong Rong's assistance, he and Zhuqing's soul ring fusion technique, under the title Douluo, unless those guys' top Contra Douluo make a move, they are enough to walk on the mainland." Kendo Dusty sighed, "I agreed, they have this strength."

"Uncle Jian has said so, and I have nothing to say." Ning Fengzhi nodded and said, "Let me know when you decide on the date of action, and the sect will cooperate with you at any time."

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