Soto City, Liulitian.
In the magnificent meeting hall, the atmosphere was so solemn that it could almost drip with water.
The main hall is paved with a single piece of white jade, and the dome is inlaid with huge luminous crystals, illuminating the entire space as bright as day.
Twelve giant pillars surround the place, with complex and ancient patterns carved on them, silently demonstrating the extraordinaryness of the owner of this place.
In the center of the main hall, there is a huge round black jade long table.
Ning Liu sat on the main seat with a calm expression. His fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on the smooth tabletop, making a soft sound of "Du, Du".
This voice was particularly clear in the silent hall, and struck the hearts of every participant.
To his left are Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, and Sword Douluo Chenxin and Bone Douluo Gurong standing behind him like sculptures.
Ning Fengzhi's face has long lost the calmness and elegance of the past, and his brows are furrowed and worried.
As for Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, one's aura is as sharp as an unsheathed sword, and the other's aura is as restrained as an eternal mountain, but both of them have an unprecedented solemnity in their eyes.
On Ning Liu's right side, there was a group of figures with different auras sitting, but they were all top-notch figures.
The one with long dark green hair and an unruly expression is none other than Poison Douluo Dugu Bo.
He also put away his usual cynicism at this moment, and his face was gloomy.
Wearing black attire, tall, with a resolute face, and exuding a sharp spear spirit, he is Yang Wudi, the leader of the Po clan.
His waist was straight and his eyes were fixed on the table, as if he wanted to poke two holes in it with his eyes.
Hsuan Lin, the former great elder of the Xuan Shui Sect and now the head of Liulitian's "Sin" Department, sat honestly and obediently, but his pursed lips also revealed his inner unrest.
There is also Ju Douluo Yueguan, who is wearing a moon-white robe and has a feminine temperament, but no one dares to underestimate him.
Xiao Wu sat quietly next to Ning Liu, her long pink hair braided into a scorpion braid, her beautiful face covered with frost, and her big eyes burning with the flames of hatred.
The most eye-catching thing is the figures standing on the side of the hall, like two door gods.
One is Tang Chen, who is white-haired and powerful.
The other person is Tang Hao, who has just finished washing up and put on a black outfit.
He shaved off his messy beard. Although his face was still haggard, the domineering aura that belonged to Haotian Douluo had faintly recovered.
It's just that he kept his head down and remained silent throughout the whole process, as if he was deliberately lowering his sense of presence.
His appearance made Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo and others cast complicated glances.
The most dazzling genius in the mainland in the past, now appears here in such an attitude, how can it not make people sigh.
"I believe you all have received the news from the front line."
Ning Liu stopped tapping on the table, and a dull voice broke the silence.
"The Star Luo Empire declared war on the Tiandou Empire, and within two days, several important border towns were breached."
"The Tiandou Empire's border defense regiment was almost completely wiped out, and its commander, Prince Snow Star, was seriously injured and retired."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Wudi, who had the hottest temper, couldn't help it anymore.
To achieve this in two days! Although Tiandou’s border guard army is not elite, it is not stupid either!”
Bone Douluo also spoke immediately, "I have dealt with those guys from Xingluo, and they don't have this ability. Unless..."
"Unless they get help from outside forces."
Sword Douluo Chenxin took over the words, he closed his eyes slightly, and said calmly, "And it is enough to crush the routine. The overwhelming power of the army."
Ning Fengzhi sighed and looked at Ning Liu: "Ning Liu, you have summoned us all, you must have found the source of this "external force", right?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on Ning Liu.
Ning Liu nodded, his eyes scanning everyone present.
"This power comes from the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect."
"What?"
Ning Fengzhi was shocked,
hip "The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect? They are involved with the Star Luo Empire. We all know this, but why do they suddenly have such a powerful power?"
hip Everyone was silent,
"The key is, where did they get the power."
Ning Liu's eyes fell on Tang Chen and Tang Hao, and he said slowly:
"According to the information we received, on the battlefield, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect dispatched ten Titled Douluo."
"Ten... ten?!"
This time, even Sword Douluo, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and the sharp sword light flashed away.
Bone Douluo jumped up from his chair, with a look of confusion on his face:
"Are you kidding me! Where did his Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect get those ten? Did they grow from the ground? Or were they dug out of the coffin?"
The entire hall instantly exploded.
Ten titled Douluo!
Everyone present knew what this number represented.
This is no longer the power of a sect, but a terrifying force that can overturn the entire continent!
「The news is true.」
Ning Liu affirmed, "Furthermore, these ten titled Douluo were all spawned by members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect." The enemy frowned,
“What do you mean? Is it possible to mass-produce Titled Douluo?”
“My lord, even if you are crystallized by soul power and essence of martial soul, It is not that simple to cultivate a titled Douluo with such a rare thing!
"That's right."
Ning Liu nodded and told a fact that made everyone's hair stand on end,
"It's just mass production!"
"And the person who did all this..."
Ning Liu's eyes turned cold, "It's Tang San."
"Boom!"
Tang Hao's body shook violently, and he raised his head suddenly, his eyes instantly turned blood red, and a violent aura leaked out uncontrollably.
Tang Chen also clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white as his aura surged around him, making the surrounding air thicker.
Just when the atmosphere in the hall was extremely depressing and a storm was about to come, a clear announcement suddenly came from outside the hall.
"Report to the Sect Master! His Majesty the Pope of Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong, and Miss Ning Rongrong, come to pay homage!"
Before he finished speaking, two figures had already appeared at the entrance of the hall.
The leader is a beautiful woman wearing a luxurious purple dress and a nine-curved purple gold crown. She exudes nobility and majesty. She is the current Pope of Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong.
Beside her, a girl wearing a pink short skirt and a charming smile was leaning her head and looking at Ning Liu on the main seat with joy.
Who is it if it’s not Ning Rongrong?