Chapter 656 Battle

"You are finally here, Ning Rongrong of the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect." Tang San stood up from practicing the Xuantian Technique. His long blue hair was spread over his shoulders, giving him a coquettish beauty.

Compared with the image in the original work, this Tang San looks more mysterious and dangerous.

Despite his enchanting appearance, his faint aura shows that he is already a peerless powerhouse at the quasi-god level of Ultimate Douluo.

"It seems you've been waiting for me for a long time." Ning Rongrong stared at Tang San with calm eyes, no waves in her eyes,

"You must have been responsible for Bo Saixi's death. God King Tang San, you are really disgusting."

"Sure enough, you guessed it." There was no surprise in Tang San's tone, "I always thought you were the Nine-Colored Goddess, but this time I met, I confirmed that you are not her. With Ning Rongrong's character, she rarely Notice the details.”

"Also, even though she has been married to Oscar for many years, she still treats me..."

"It's useless to mess up my mood Tang San. I will go to the world where you are to cut off the karma between me and the Nine-Colored Goddess. I am just me, just like you are not Tang San in this world."

"Yes, parallel world." Tang San chuckled, "The ability to understand time, to know the past and the future, maybe this is the reason why you will change."

"After all, this is not my original world, but exceptions like you shouldn't exist."

"For the sake of peace in the parallel world, you must die."

"Everyone can tell big things." Ning Rongrong smiled calmly and said in a light tone.

"Predicting that I might come to assist the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, you specifically asked Bo Saixi to drive away the Demon Emperor and Lan Fuzi. You also took into account the pride of the two and bought time for you to absorb the soul ring."

"Bo Saixi must have a back-up plan. When she died, you noticed my presence. Am I right?"

Tang San clapped his hands and said with a smile:

"That's right, that's right. If you don't complete the Eight Poseidon Exams, I may not be your opponent. Now I have already surpassed Ultimate Douluo."

"Only because of your eight red and one golden soul ring?"

Ning Rongrong sneered and circulated her Qi.

"No trace."

The next moment, her figure disappeared from Tang San's sight.

Tang San's pupils suddenly shrank, and his quasi-god level soul power burst out.

Ghost fans follow the footsteps to the extreme.

An afterimage was left in the sky.

Tang San retreated as quickly as lightning, his body instantly retreating a thousand meters away.

The moment he stopped, a strand of blue hair fell from his forehead, as if cut by a sharp blade.

A few drops of cold sweat broke out on Tang San's forehead, and he whispered to himself: "What a terrifying speed."

It's faster than disappearing as a ghost. If it weren't for the reaction of his own God-King, he might have lost his head.

Ning Rongrong stood where Tang San moved away, her eyes still as calm as water.

"He runs pretty fast!"

"Now that the Poseidon Trident is back in your hands, with your ability, you may have seen some of the remaining footage." Ning Rongrong sneered,

"You stayed here to wait for me. Do you think you have a chance of winning?"

"Don't be too proud, Ning Rongrong." Tang San twisted out the word "well" on his forehead.

"Come!" In response to Tang San's anger, Ning Rongrong's tone was calm, she stretched out her finger and made an internationally recognized gesture,

"I'll give you a chance to see the strength of your Tang Shenwang. Either you die or you die today."

"Come on, face me head on!"

"You're just a native, don't be too arrogant!"

The Poseidon Trident in Tang San's hand erupted with strong soul power fluctuations, turning into a blue beam of light and heading straight towards Ning Rongrong.

"哐——"

The Poseidon Trident was easily blocked, making it difficult for Tang San to move forward.

The glazed holy sword in Ning Rongrong's hand swiped lightly, forcing Tang San back again.

Taking a few steps back, veins popped up on Tang San's wrists, and he yelled with all his strength:

"Thirteen Styles of Poseidon - Uncertain Storm"

Countless seawater turned into vines, wrapping around Ning Rongrong from all directions.

"Insignificant attack."

Ning Rongrong gently raised her left hand, and wisps of golden light gathered together. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda shone softly and was held firmly in her hand.

Soul rings rose from her feet one after another.

Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold.

"purify"

The Nine Treasure Glazed Tower in Ning Rongrong's palm trembled slightly, and the ring-shaped ripples spread out, touching the water flow released by the Poseidon Trident, completely shattering the soul power in it.

"impossible!"

Tang San's eyes widened, fixed on the golden soul rings around the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda, and said in shock, "You...how do you have so many million-year soul rings? This is unreasonable!"

Gold represents millions of years.

Ning Rongrong did display golden spirit rings in the spirit master competition, but one, two, or even three were within Tang San's estimation, but nine million-year spirit rings, this is unbelievable!

Nine million-year soul rings, is this a human being?

Isn’t it that the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda has become a spirit?

Even if he killed the Silver Dragon King, he wouldn't be able to collect so many million-year soul rings!

He has the advantage of having twin martial souls, plus he also has a million-year-old soul ring of the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, plus the soul ring obtained from the Sun and Moon Continent, he also has the experience of a god king.

Logically speaking, the advantage lies with me.

But this...

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A few fragmentary images were obtained from the abyss memory fragments of the Poseidon Trident, but they did not show the color of Ning Rongrong's terrifying soul ring.

"Tang San, show your trump card. Now that you have become a god, show your godly attitude."

"You want to hide your cultivation and catch me by surprise. Do you think you are stupid or I am stupid?"

"Okay, okay, okay!" Tang San gritted his teeth, his face as gloomy as snow, "I underestimated you, Ning Rongrong. No matter how strong you are and how powerful your spirit ring is, you are just an Extreme Douluo."

"I am above you in terms of strength, experience, and even combat experience."

"What can you do to beat me?" Since he has been seen through, Tang San simply stopped hiding.

The original nine rings began to rise in waves, from nothing to something, as if it was a natural outcome.

Below the nine spirit rings, another spirit ring appeared.

This spirit ring is different from the gold one. It is a blue-gold divine ring, which means that Tang San has completed the nine trials and even become a god alone.

"Ning Rongrong, you should not exist in this world."

"You are an anomaly. I, Tang San, will completely get rid of you."

During the period when Tang San condensed the spirit ring.

In the barrier at a relatively distant location, Lan Fozi was untied.

"How is it? Are you calm now?"

When the battle started, Ning Rongrong had used her clone to take Lan Fuzi away from the battlefield.

"My parents are dead, everything is gone." Lan Fuzi covered his face in grief, choking from time to time.

"Then why didn't you notify me earlier?" Ning Rongrong asked in confusion.

"Father refused, he would rather face Tang San by himself than ask for help from humans." Lan Fuzi's voice choked, tears welled up in his eyes.

"Alas..." Listening to Lan Fuzi's explanation, Ning Rongrong roughly understood the experience of the Demon Emperor and the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, and couldn't help but sigh.

The pride of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King did not allow him to ask for help from outsiders, so the Demon Emperor took Lan Fuzi away first.

He faced Tang San alone, and then the Demon Emperor met Poseidon, who was waiting for him, and was chased by Poseidon.

The Demon Emperor was only a pseudo-demigod, how could he be the opponent of the quasi-god.

He was killed in just a moment, leaving Lan Fuzi only enough time to escape. Lan Fuzi was panicking because of his mother's death and fled everywhere.

He only remembered the token at the last moment, and even thought that Ning Rongrong couldn't come so quickly.

"What a series of accidents!" Ning Rongrong sighed helplessly.

At this moment, a space crack suddenly appeared in the empty space of the barrier.

A figure walked out from it.