Douluo's Heartless Sword

Chapter 320
The Sanshenghua shadow dispersed, and Ye Ling's figure reappeared in front of everyone. His face was pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had received the attack, and his injuries were quite serious.

Seeing him like this, everyone present had weird expressions on their faces. Even Sword Douluo and the others didn't help Ye Ling immediately, but looked at him in surprise.

Fortunately, Ning Rongrong was not like everyone else. After a moment of surprise, she immediately came to Ye Ling's side, took one of his arms, and put it on her shoulder.

Ye Ling's vision was a little hazy, and Ning Rongrong's worried calls intertwined with Linglong's voice in his mind, making his brain a little dizzy.

Just transformed into the main body, even though it took the attack.But his own heart veins were also severely injured, his soul was damaged, and his soul power was vain, which made him extremely weak now, and his own breath gushed out uncontrollably.

"He is a soul beast!"

There was a sudden exclamation from the crowd, causing everyone present to look at Ye Ling with strange expressions, with a hint of greed in their eyes.

A soul beast can take form, so it must be a 10-year soul beast. If you kill him, what will explode will be a 10-year soul ring and a 10-year soul bone!
What a temptation this is for this group of soul masters!

At this moment, Wujian and Wuchang walked over, looked at Ye Ling with a very strange expression, their eyes suddenly became sharp, and looked at the crowd, the warning in their eyes was extremely obvious, and they didn't take into account just now. Or all the comrades in arms.

"Everyone, please put away your thoughts!"

Wu Jian Douluo's words were like a basin of cold water, calming down the hot-eyed people. They glanced at Ye Ling unwillingly, then turned around and left.

The remaining remnants of the Wuhun Empire's defeated generals were all dead if they could be killed, and some were lucky enough to escape. The threat was lifted, and everyone's vigilance was suddenly relaxed.

Although the Wuhun Empire suffered heavy losses this time, their side also suffered a lot. Most of the ordinary disciples fell, and the schools and sects that already had few disciples left only a few core disciples.

"Let him rest!"

Infernal Douluo glanced at Ye Ling again, and said to Ning Rongrong who was supporting him, at the same time, she stretched out her right hand, turned her palm slightly, and the seed of the World Tree appeared in her palm, hesitating for a moment Finally, she sighed helplessly, and threw the seed towards Ning Rongrong.

"Give this to him when he wakes up!"

After finishing all this, the two sisters looked at each other, then moved their eyes to the place where the World Tree had grown before, and walked slowly over.

……

Wuhun Palace
With an extremely gloomy expression, Raksha took out the sickle blade from the crack in the space. Looking at the strange purple runes on it, a strong murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

"Ye Ling, right! Seal my artifact, and this ledger will get it back sooner or later. I'll let you, an ant, jump around for a while, and wait for me to save that guy Xueming, and then I'll settle the score with you!"

The voice was very low, with fury mixed with the coldness, echoing in this empty hall...

Outside the main hall, a purple figure suddenly withdrew its head, the lavender eyes were frightened, and after a moment of hesitation, it left in a hurry.

……

"How is Ye Ling?"

Seeing Ning Rongrong walking into the tent, Ning Fengzhi asked with a smile, since Ye Ling's return, Rongrong's personality has returned to his usual cheerfulness, and there is a smile on his face again, which makes him very happy.

Shaking his head helplessly, Ning Rongrong said, "The injury has almost recovered, and it is estimated that it will be back to normal today!"

"That's good, that's good!"

Ning Fengzhi smiled, and the last ray of worry in his heart was also put down at this moment. Looking at Ning Rongrong who was smiling, Ning Fengzhi hesitated for a moment before asking, "Then when are you going to leave?"

"almost!"

Speaking of this, Ning Rongrong's eyes drooped down, and all her smiles were suppressed, replaced by deep guilt.

"Hey~"

……

The dense light and mist flowed, and Ye Ling sat in it, surrounded by a peaceful atmosphere, the soul power fluctuated, and there was a sound of breathing from time to time.

He has been sitting here for three days, and three full days have passed since that battle. The two sisters Wujian and Wuchang planted one World Tree to Ye Ling, and the other was planted in the original World Tree. In the place where it grew, after being nourished by the breath of life that has not spread around, the world tree species soon germinated, and now it has been drilled out of the soil.

The power of the world circulates on the tender green branches and leaves, forming a semicircular shield at a distance of one meter centered on it. The shield is composed of rich power of the world, and its hardness is as strong as that of Rakshasa. It has come, and it cannot be broken, this is the world's protection for it.

"It was too dangerous before, you still have to raise your realm to Title Douluo as soon as possible, otherwise you will be in trouble if you meet the Limit Douluo of this world, or that fierce Rakshasa God."

Linglong's worried voice echoed in her mind, and Ye Ling slowly opened her eyes and nodded slightly. Although it is no problem to save her life in their hands with her current strength, she can't always escape!One day I will face them head-on, what should I do then?

"understood!"

"By the way, Linglong, after this battle, I always feel that this Ruthless Sword seems incomplete. Apart from the spar on the hilt being in the Ruthless Dao, it seems to be missing something."

Ye Ling's voice was full of doubts. It was only after he swallowed the fragments of the world that he clearly felt that his Heartless Sword seemed incomplete, as if something was missing.

Hearing this, Linglong fell into deep thought, and after thinking for a while, she finally said, "Indeed, but you don't need to think too much, what's lacking in the Unfeeling Sword should slowly come back in the next divine test."

Hearing this, Ye Ling breathed a sigh of relief, slowly stood up from the ground, retracted the worries in his heart, and looked at Ning Rongrong's position.

After standing for a long time, Ye Ling sent a spiritual sound transmission to Ning Rongrong with his spiritual power, stroked the Sanshenghua imprint between his eyebrows with his palm, and stepped into the space crack in front of him without the slightest nostalgia.

He came here for the task of the third test. Now that the task is completed, he has no reason to stay. Why don't he go back to the Three Lives Realm to see what the reward for completing the third test is, maybe he will give himself a big reward. The surprise is also perhaps.

On the side of the Qibao Glazed Tile Sect's tent, Ning Rongrong was saying goodbye to Ning Fengzhi, and suddenly his expression shook, and he subconsciously looked in the direction Ye Ling left.

After hesitating for a long time, he opened his mouth and said to the father in front of him, "I'm leaving, I will come back to see you often!"

As soon as the words fell, the figures of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo suddenly appeared in the camp, with deep reluctance in their eyes.

Looking at the eyes of the three, Ning Rongrong's eyes were slightly red, and his right hand stroked the lavender mark between his eyebrows, the dark crack opened and closed, and Ning Rongrong's figure disappeared in front of the three of them.

(End of this chapter)