Douluo's Summoner

On the other side, Ning Fengzhi had an elegant temperament and was talking to everyone in Shrek. After saying goodbye to Mu Qing, he didn't care much about Mu Qing's fate. In his impression, Mu Qing was already a dead person.And what he was thinking about now was just recruiting other people from Shrek.

At this moment, a rumbling sound suddenly came from the sky.Ning Fengzhi seemed to be aware of it. He raised his head and looked out the window. There, a golden figure was flying through the air and escaping out of the city.The next moment, a sword light flashed, and another figure immediately chased after him.A trace of surprise flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, but out of his confidence in Sword Douluo, he took a calm look and then turned to look at Tang San and the others!

"Rongrong! Why don't you introduce your partner to me?" Ning Fengzhi said with a smile!

Ning Rongrong followed Ning Fengzhi's gaze and glanced at the sky. However, at this moment, Mu Qing had already rushed out of Tiandou City. How could she see it? After hearing this, she came to her senses and quickly started introduce!

However, Zhu Zhuqing, the strongest of the Shrek Seven Monsters, was not in the mood to fight with them here. She raised her head and looked at the direction Mu Qing was leaving, her eyes full of worry.

Among everyone, Tang San had lived through two lives after all. In his last life, he might have been addicted to Tang Clan's hidden weapons and didn't know much about the ways of the world, but after all, he lived more than 20 years longer than them.I still have the ability to observe words and emotions.After looking at Ning Fengzhi and then at Zhu Zhuqing, an idea suddenly came to my mind.He gasped.Suddenly I felt a little overwhelmed.

Mu Qing was his fellow disciple. Although they had not been together for a long time, he was familiar with Ning Fengzhi after all. He opened his mouth and wanted to ask Ning Fengzhi where Mu Qing had gone.However, I didn’t dare to ask.

Although the other people in Shrek were also curious, most of them fell into the joy of being recruited by Ning Fengzhi!

Except for a few people with sects and forces behind them, most of them didn't want to refuse Ning Fengzhi's solicitation!

Even Oscar was excited about Ning Fengzhi's recruitment!

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Ning Fengzhi calmly and said nothing.However, a faint thought came to mind.

On the other side, Mu Qing's body, with the support of wings, Qi, etc. behind him, pulled out countless phantoms in the sky and ran away like crazy.

Behind him, although Sword Douluo was powerful, he couldn't catch up with Mu Qing's speed for a moment.But will Sword Douluo be worried?He followed Mu Qing quietly, saying nothing, but he said everything.

The explosion of the five soul rings caused Bai Xue to fall into a deep sleep. As Mu Qing fled further and further away, by the time the soul power of the exploding rings was completely consumed, he had already escaped an unknown distance.

Bai Xue's soul slowly detached from his body, fell into the Book of Souls, and recuperated.

And as Bai Xue's soul left, Mu Qing's speed instantly slowed down a lot.

The Sword Douluo behind him was still at the same speed. He even raised his hand and countless sword energy hit Mu Qing like a torrent.

The five soul rings on Mu Qing's body lit up one after another. He sat on guard and had no desire to turn around and fight.The next moment, countless sword energy fell on him like raindrops.

A mouthful of blood flowed upstream in an instant. Mu Qing didn't hold back, opened his mouth, spat out the mouthful of blood, and followed Sword Douluo's sword energy, and instantly fell to the ground!

And in the countless sword lights, another martial spirit emerged behind Mu Qing.It was a thousand-faced beast.The next moment, the Thousand Faced Beast's martial soul instantly merged into his body.Possessed by a martial spirit.

There was no time to think about it. Under the countless sword lights, five soul rings lit up around Mu Qing one after another.

With a bang, countless sword energy fell to the ground instantly.Sword Douluo's body swayed slightly, and he instantly landed in front of the large pit created by the sword energy.

There was nothing else in the pit, only a bronze mask covered in blood.

Sword Douluo's eyes were like lightning, scanning every detail in the pit, but Mu Qing's figure had truly disappeared.Sword Douluo released his senses again, but Mu Qing's aura was still missing.He frowned. Although the torrent of sword energy just now was good, in his original perception, it could not do anything to Mu Qing. But where is Mu Qing now?He is very confident in his own strength, and also in his own judgment.But, what is going on now?Sword Douluo fell into deep thought.

After thinking for a long time, an idea flashed in Sword Douluo's mind, and he suddenly understood. (Just make up your own mind, it’s the scariest thing!)

When Mu Qing first joined the Qibao Glazed Sect, he contributed his own cultivation methods.However, although that method can quickly improve strength, it is also very harmful to the body.

Now, at the age of over 13 and less than 14 years old, Mu Qing has reached the level of Soul King of over 50. It can be imagined that he basically relies on that cultivation method.Since then, it is not difficult to imagine how bad Mu Qing's health is.Maybe, although Mu Qing is the Soul King, his physical strength cannot keep up with the Soul Sect!Since then, it is reasonable to die under the torrent of sword energy.

Sword Douluo thought for a while and seemed to have found evidence that Mu Qing was dead.His eyes swept across the pit again.He said faintly, "Boy, let's go!" After saying that, he put away his martial spirit, stretched out his hand, and the bronze mask on the ground instantly fell into his hands.He played with the mask that was deformed and even covered in blood, sighed, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared in place.

After he disappeared, the place calmed down.Except for the big hole in the ground, nothing seemed to have changed.

An hour later, Sword Douluo took Mu Qing's mask and landed next to the pit again. His eyes swept across the entire pit again, his brows furrowed, and he said, "Is it true? Is he really dead?"

I searched carefully again, but still found nothing.Sword Douluo pinched Mu Qing's mask, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.Get up and disappear again.

Half an hour later, Sword Douluo's figure, like a ghost, landed next to the pit again.He took a deep look at the big pit in front of him, pondered for a long time, and said, "Boy, maybe you are really dead, maybe you are not dead. But, if you are really not dead, remember my words and let's go!" Don't come back again!" After saying that, Sword Douluo played with Mu Qing's mask, and at his feet, the Seven Killing Sword flashed past, turned into a stream of light again, and disappeared into the sky.But this time, Sword Douluo really left.

The sun rises and sets, and in the blink of an eye, the day passes.

In the middle of the pit, the land turned up slightly, and a small prairie dog came out. It raised its head and looked at the sky in the distance. A faint golden light flashed in its eyes.After squeaking a few times, the woodchuck let go of its steps, and its small body disappeared into the jungle!