The scene inside the Liuli Tian Sect is completely different from the frenzy and chaos in the city.
The disciples of the sect sat cross-legged in the martial arts arena, in the courtyard, and under the eaves. Any place where they could come into contact with the divine rain was in an orderly manner.
They were bathing in the nine-colored rain, silently circulating their soul power, feeling the warm energy washing their bodies and nourishing their martial souls.
No one was making any noise, and no one was fighting for it.
This is a miracle caused by the sect master's junior sister, and it is the glory and gift that belongs to Liuli Tian.
They only have piety and gratitude in their hearts.
Ning Liu and his party were very fast. They crossed the outer wall of the sect in a few flashes and landed on the square in front of the main hall.
As soon as they landed on the ground, Tang Chen and Ju Douluo were stunned by the sight in front of them.
A huge vortex formed in the center of the nine-colored auspicious clouds above the entire Liuli Sky.
Endless nine-color divine light falls down like a waterfall and converges in the center of the square.
There, a petite figure was suspended in mid-air.
Her eyes were closed tightly, and her hands formed a strange seal in front of her.
Hair of long, silky hair moved without wind, and the clothes he wore were making a rustling sound. His whole person was wrapped in a layer of nine-color halo that was so rich that it could not be broken away, which was sacred and solemn.
It is Ning Rongrong.
In the gorgeous auspicious clouds above her head, the intensity of the sacred aura was so strong that even Tang Chen, the demigod, was frightened.
He could even feel a clear and joyful will from it.
That is the will of the gods.
"What a nine-color goddess!"
Tang Chen admired in his heart.
He could see that Ning Rongrong was at the critical moment to receive the reward from the gods. This was the reward she deserved.
Once upon a time, it took a lot of hard work to increase one's soul power by one level, and martial soul mutation was a legend that could only be encountered but not sought.
But here, a rain makes all this become a reality.
Ning Liu did not disturb him, but stood quietly aside, with a bit of relief and pride in his eyes.
At this moment, the nine-color cloud vortex in the sky rotated to the extreme, and a nine-color divine light that was more dazzling than any previous light suddenly fell from the sky and poured directly into Ning Rongrong's body!
An invisible ripple of energy, centered on Ning Rongrong, suddenly spread out.
All Liu Litian's disciples in the square felt their whole bodies shaken, and the bottleneck of their soul power was instantly loosened. Many of them broke through the first level on the spot!
As for Ning Rongrong, who was at the center of the storm, her aura was rising even more!
Level sixty-three...level sixty-four...level sixty-five!
In just a few breaths, the soul power increased by two levels, and finally stabilized at the peak of level 65, only a hair away from level 66!
This is not over yet.
As the divine light dissipated, in the center of the cloud vortex, a skull about the size of a fist, made of nine-colored glass crystals, like the most perfect work of art in the world, slowly condensed and took shape.
On the skull, the divine light flows, the auspicious energy rises, and vaguely, it seems that you can hear the sweet and ethereal sound of nature.
"God gives soul bones!"
Tang Chen's pupils shrank.
Furthermore, this is by no means an ordinary hundred thousand year old soul bone. The will and energy contained in it have far exceeded the boundaries of the ordinary world!
The nine-color glazed skull paused briefly in the air, then turned into a stream of light, and instantly disappeared into the center of Ning Rongrong's eyebrows.
Ning Rongrong's delicate body trembled slightly, and her face showed a trace of pain, but she was immediately enveloped by a more powerful sacred aura.
On her forehead, nine-colored light flashed, and the god-given soul bone was merging with her at an alarming speed.
The whole process only lasted more than ten seconds.
When the light dissipated, the nine-colored auspicious clouds in the sky also completed their mission, turning into specks of light and dissipating between the sky and the earth. The nine-color divine rain that benefited the whole city also stopped.
Ning Rongrong slowly opened her eyes in mid-air.
His eyes are like nine-color rainbows, clear and agile, with a hint of divine brilliance that overlooks all living beings.
She landed gently and saw Ning Liu not far away.
The solemn appearance of a goddess descending to earth just now disappeared without a trace.
「Senior brother!」
Ning Rongrong cheered and rushed over like a baby swallow into the forest, hanging directly on Ning Liu.
"You're back! I'm almost exhausted!"
She hugged Ning Liu's arm, curled her mouth, and began to pour out her bitterness,
"Do you know how I spent this time? There are a thousand injured people. ! "
"It must be the level of amputating hands and feet! I am either looking for people or treating people every day, and I can hardly lift my hands! Look, I have lost weight!"
She said, and pinched her cheeks that could be broken.
Ning Liu was amused by her appearance and reached out to pinch her nose:
"I think you are in good spirits, don't you? Your soul power is already level sixty-five, and you still get a god-given soul bone for nothing. What's the point of complaining?"
She was pleasantly surprised by this harvest. Not only did he complete the divine examination, his soul power was upgraded two levels in a row, but he also received a divine skull that perfectly matched his martial soul.
After absorbing it, she felt that her mental power had skyrocketed, and her control over the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Tower had reached a whole new level. Even the increase in the seven major attributes showed a slight qualitative transformation.
She was about to show off her new ability to Ning Liu, when her eyes inadvertently fell on Ning Liu's forehead.
There, the skin is smooth and there is nothing.
But Ning Rongrong’s eyes were frozen.
Because in her spiritual perception that she had just fused with the God-given skull and gained transformation, Ning Liu's eyebrows were clearly marked with a mark that she couldn't see clearly, but she could clearly feel it!
That is a bloody mark, like a peerless killing sword!
The mark exuded an aura that made her soul tremble.
That aura is domineering, sinister, and full of endless killing intent, which is completely different from her nine-color divine power.
Before her fingertips even touched it, an invisible sharp energy made her fingertips tingle slightly.
Ning Rongrong suddenly retracted her hand, her beautiful eyes widened.
She finally realized what that smell was!
That is the same level as her inheritance of the Nine-Colored Goddess... the breath of God!
"God...the breath of God!"
Ning Rongrong's voice changed a little, and she pointed at Ning Liu's forehead.
"Senior brother, you...have you also obtained the inheritance from the gods?!"