Douluo: What if I was reborn as Ning Rongrong?

Chapter 638: Abyssal Spirit Emperor
"Good, very good!" The golden robe on his body fluttered, and the veins on the Emperor's forehead bulged. "Except for the Snow Emperor of the Far North, you are the only human who dares to speak to me like this."

“Do you really think that anyone can step on our abyss plane?” Emperor Ling snorted coldly, and terrifying energy burst out. The huge aura slowly spread outwards like ripples.

The soul power carried by this breath has already exceeded the limits of the Extreme Douluo.

"See the power of the abyss, you foolish human."

"Spiritual deterrence."

The space around Emperor Lingdi trembled violently.

The quiet air became scorching, and even the birds and beasts of the abyss fell from the sky one after another, lying on the ground with their heads hung, trembling, and unable to move.

However, the next moment.

It was as if the stop button was pressed, and the distorted space ripples were quickly smoothed out.

The original extreme sense of oppression quickly faded away, and everything seemed to have quieted down.

A sudden voice echoed in the air:

"Is this the mental strength you are so proud of? It's nothing special."

"No, it's impossible. How could you not be affected?" Emperor Ling subconsciously took a step back, staring at Ning Rongrong who was speaking with an incredible look in his eyes.

According to the script, the opponent should be unable to move and fall from the sky. Even if he can survive, it will be a struggle.

Ning Rongrong saw the other person's expression as if he had seen a ghost, and laughed softly: "I say, when did you have the illusion that you are my opponent?"

"What?" Emperor Ling's pupils shrank, and he quickly retreated hundreds of meters, as if the person in front of him was not a human but an ancient ferocious beast.

"Your mental deterrence is far from enough."

Ning Rongrong waved the Glazed Holy Sword in her hand, and a faint glow lingered on the transparent sword edge.
"The so-called spiritual power is a derivative of the soul. It is a power that can be released along with skills and physique."

A slight sound came from the Glazed Holy Sword, and the elemental energy between heaven and earth was compressed to the blade of the Glazed Holy Sword. As the sword danced, a "sizzling" sound of friction was heard in the air.

"Sword Skills - Virtual Collapse and Ever-changing"

"laugh--"

The sword light was very faint, without many ripples.

But in Emperor Ling's eyes, this simple swing of the sword was like seeing the Holy Lord of the Abyss, so terrifying, so powerless.

"No, how is this possible! You are not a god at all, how can you have such power?"

Emperor Ling widened his eyes, flapped his wings behind him and retreated quickly, uttering words from time to time.

This is an invisible attack.

Only when one's mental strength reaches a certain level can one feel its horror.

Not only the spirit, perhaps even the soul can be erased.

"Damn it, why do you exist in such a small Douluo plane?"

Such power should never appear in the human plane.

That is a power that can definitely threaten God.

Locked in by the terrifying sword energy, Emperor Ling could only grit his teeth and fight to the death.

His body quickly grew larger, turning into an abyss spirit dragon over fifteen meters long.

The Abyss Spirit Dragon is the true body of the Spirit Emperor. Only in this state can he exert his greatest strength.

"Human brat, don't be so arrogant."

"The true form of the spiritual dragon!" The Spirit Emperor, who had transformed into a spiritual dragon from the abyss, quickly stabilized his body and roared loudly, as if only this could dispel the fear in his heart.

The dark clouds in the sky rolled up, and thunder jumped between the clouds from time to time.

The vast destruction and corruption continued to spread outward with Emperor Ling as the center.

"Plane, imprisonment"

The area in front appeared, including where Ning Rongrong was standing, and was covered by a ring-shaped area.

The Yuan force and elements all lost their power at this moment. However, before the Emperor Ling could be happy.

"Ugh-"

His eyes showed resentment, and he spat out blood.

"No, it's impossible!"

Several mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Emperor Ling flew backwards. At the moment of contact, he felt as if his soul was cut by countless sharp blades.

"I clearly weakened the force of the attack, so how could it still cause such great damage to me? This is unscientific."

Emperor Ling's vitality was declining rapidly.

"So it's the real body!" Ning Rongrong commented with interest.

To be honest, Ning Rongrong doesn't know much about the Abyss Plane. At most, she learned some information from novels.

The abyss belongs to the abyss plane, and all the abyss creatures projected over cannot be completely killed, just like there is a resurrection point.

Read the error-free version at 69shuba! 6=9+shu_ba is the first to publish this novel.

However, the ontology is very different.

For example, the previous Scythe Emperor just died.

It is true that the current Emperor Ling is very powerful, but Ning Rongrong did not expect that he would be his original form.

Tens of thousands of years later, the Ling Emperor was only half a step away from becoming a god. Due to the difference in strength, Ning Rongrong thought that the Ling Emperor who came would be an avatar.

"Any last words?" Ning Rongrong released her senses and looked down at the entire Far North.

"Puff!" Blood spurted out of his mouth, and like a jet fighter, the Spirit Emperor wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, his face full of resentment.
"Don't think you've won. Even if you beat me, you won't be a match for those two."

"The Abyss will surely make a comeback. By then, Douluo Continent will become the nursery of our Abyss."

"Maybe, but it would be better if the remaining guys came out as well, so we can take care of them all at once."

Ning Rongrong's calm voice echoed, and the eyes of the extremely declining Emperor Ling were filled with madness. He didn't even care about his injuries and roared:

"Human, what do you think of the abyss!"

"Well, what?" Ning Rongrong tilted her head, "A group of decent experience babies who can test my current strength."

Emperor Ling was about to refute, but before he could open his mouth.

Figures appeared one after another and surrounded Ning Rongrong.

Five strange-looking creatures from the abyss, all of them are powerful beings at the quasi-god level.

Perhaps they are much weaker than the real Scythe Emperor, but any one of them can definitely threaten Douluo Continent itself.

"I say, you all have so many quasi-gods, but you are all living in the far north."

"Aren't you lonely?"

The purpose of the Abyss Plane seems to be to devour the origin of Douluo Continent.

But it moves slower than a turtle.

It is incredible that so many quasi-gods, including one in the Divine Yuan realm who is halfway to becoming a god, have not launched an attack on the human world.

Ning Rongrong only made a rough observation of the Far North and did not look any further.

However, seriously injuring Xue Di...it is probably not something these guys can do.

The Saint Lord of the Abyss was mentioned before. Could it be that he has already reached the Far North?
In the Douluo 1 world, the Douluo plane is very strong and can withstand the battle of a first-level god.

However, if the Saint Lord of the Abyss were to descend, the God Realm should not have no reaction.

Could something have happened in the divine world?
Try to find the Snow Queen, the Ice Palace might still be in her hands.

Ning Rongrong is still at the edge of the Far North. As a powerful warrior, it is impossible for her to enter the depths of the Far North.

What if you get caught accidentally? What if a defeat CG is played?
This is a very scary thing.

(End of this chapter)