Chapter 67: White Jade Pillars Holding Up the Sky, Purple Golden Beams Supporting the Sea

"Heavy breathing..." Ye Qiu panted heavily, the vision in his right eye becoming blurry. He abruptly closed it, his facial expression contorting in pain.

Fresh blood flowed down his cheek, dripping into the palm of Ning Rongrong's hand.

"Are you okay?" Ning Rongrong looked at his hideous and ferocious appearance with a mix of fear and concern.

"Howl!" The mournful howl of the Gale Wind Demon Wolf King echoed through the area.

Several giant wolves had disappeared, leaving only a set of purple soul rings floating in the void.

"Gurgle... Gurgle..." What terrifying soul skills!

Dumbfounded, Chen Feng and the others stared at those eye-catching soul rings.

Who could have expected that this young man in front of them, who was around their age, could achieve such a feat?

Whoosh! In the moment of their distraction, the Wolf King turned into a white lightning bolt, breaking through the air and arriving in an instant!

In this short moment, Chen Feng and Gu Lou reacted just in time!

However, it was already too late for Ye Qiu to move.

"Not good! Gu lou, let's attack together!"

Chen Feng said, shifting his weight, the center of gravity sank, mobilizing all his soul power, and crazily injecting it into the three-foot green blade in his hand, the sharp edge dancing.

"First and second soul skills: draw the sharp blade out of the sheath!! The power of the profound sword!"

"Seven Kills Sword Technique!"

The sharp sword in his hand danced wildly, unstoppable, and sword Qi burst forth!

Gu Lou was not to be outdone.

He flashed and stood in front of Ye Qiu.

"First and third soul skills. Bone Dragon Armor! Pure white bones!"

A dense white bone armor emerged, sturdy bones forming a cage around himself and Ye Qiu, facing the Gale Wind Demon Wolf King with a firm defense!

In Ye Qiu's arms, Ning Rongrong also gritted her teeth.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Pagoda, first-speed amplification, second-speed amplification!"

Two light spots of different colors entered Chen Feng's body.

The green sword qi surged like a raging wave!

Vowing to engulf the Gale Wind Demon Wolf King!

However, they were facing a 20-thousand-year-old soul beast and a pack of wolves.

Tigers fear packs of wolves, and they understand the ways of cooperation and unity; they will never act alone!

"Howl!" The Wolf King's roar was answered.

"Not good!" Chen Feng's eyes condensed, but it was too late to change the trajectory of the sword. A giant wolf, bloody and exhausted, but still with undiminished momentum, charged towards Chen Feng.

Boom! Impacted in the chest, Chen Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward.

The giant wolf staggered twice and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

Gu Lou's expression became solemn.

"Alas! If I had known, I wouldn't have let these two guys follow."

Casting a glance at Chen Feng, whose chest had sunken in, Ye Qiu kept activating the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, constantly restoring his condition. After the long flight he had just experienced, his soul power was already scarce.

Ye Qiu was well aware that Gu Lou wouldn't be able to withstand it!

The Wolf King's speed was too fast, and Ye Qiu's eyes couldn't focus in time.

"Miss Ning, quickly amplify me!"

"Ah? Okay! Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Pagoda, first strength amplification, second speed amplification!"

Whoosh! From an arrow-like attack to rushing to the White Bone Defense line in front of it, it took only a few breaths.

"Just in time! Shout!" Ye Qiu shouted, bloodlight leaking from his six-pointed star-shaped eye.

Boom! "Howl~ Ooph~"

After the explosion, a huge white figure flew out upside down in the smoke and dust, slamming heavily on the ground.

The Gale Wind Demon The Wolf King's head was covered in blood, and one eye seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, bursting open and leaving shattered eyeballs hanging from the corner.

"Howl~ Gurgle~"

"Hehe~hehe~" "Drink snort, drink snort."

The dust and smoke dissipated, and Ye Qiu was half-kneeling on the ground. The huge pain in his eyes and body made him unbearable.

Even if it avoided the attack, Ye Qiu did not stop. His head turned, and his eyes tightly locked onto it!

"Miss Ning, quickly boost me!"

. Ning Rongrong looked in shock at the bloody armor-like thing wrapping herself and Ye Qiu! Like a human rib, there is a thick arm frame on the right side, extending from the back and lying in front of Ye Qiu! shock!

"Gollum ~ Ye. Ye Qiu, what the hell is this?"

"Miss Ning! Now isn't the time to talk about such a thing?! It's coming again!

"Whew!"

The wolf king hisses, the wolves move, and the surge strikes!

"Uh? Okay! Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Pagoda, first strength amplification, second speed amplification!"

"Howl!"

The Wolf King roared, and the wolf pack moved rhythmically, surging towards them!

Ye Qiu struggled to maintain his focus, sustaining Susanoo.

It is still a little reluctant to use Susanoo; he is still in the first stage of resisting the Wind Demon Wolf King, who has been cultivated for 20,000 years.

He hesitated on whether to abandon Chen Feng and Gu Lou and enter the Divine Might Space (Kamui).

Suddenly, two majestic auras descended from the sky, pressing down on them.

"beasts! Seeking death!"

Cold and hoarse, with a tremendous sense of majesty, the voice was soul-shaking.

The wolf pack, as if frightened and facing a fatal threat, halted their charge. Restless and agitated, they retreated in the direction they came.

"It's Dad, Sword Grandpa, and Bone Grandpa!"

Ning Rongrong's delighted voice echoed, and tears welled up in her eyes. She was genuinely overwhelmed with joy.

"They finally arrived?"

Ye Qiu relaxed his mind, and the blood-red Susanoo dissipated as he slowly looked up.

An abyss-like opening in the sky slowly closed.

Three figures stood in the sky, two of them standing on the same sword, both of whom Ye Qiu had seen at the Heavenly Soul Auction House.

Ning Fengzhi, gentle as jade, radiates a refreshing aura.

Chen douLuo, with silver hair and sword-like posture, is a sword douluo.

There was another figure, dressed in black.

White hair on the head, a bit withered in appearance, and notably tall, not because of robustness but due to a broad bone structure.

Presumably, this was the Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Pagoda Sect, one of the "Supporting the Sky with White Jade Pillars, Erecting the Sea with Purple Golden Beams," known as the number one in defense, Gu Rong!

Unexpectedly, in order to save the little witch Ning Rongrong, the high-end combat power of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Pagoda Sect had all come out.

Even the usual rule of having a Titled Douluo guard the sect was temporarily set aside.

"Still want to run?"

Sword Douluo pointed his index finger and made a wave towards the scattered wolf pack.

Biubiubiu!

A sword rain covered the sky, turning the wolves into a hornet's nest.

In the hands of a Titled Douluo, even a wolf pack was nothing more than slightly larger ants.

Three colorful torrents descended from the sky, landing on Ye Qiu, Chen Feng, and Gu Lou, healing their injuries.

The three figures descended from the sky.

Ning Fengzhi held a crutch in one hand and supported the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Pagoda in the other, sweeping his eyes over the purple soul rings floating around in the void.

Then he glared at Ning Rongrong.

"Dad! Sword Grandpa, Bone Grandpa! You finally came! Wuuu."

This time, the pampered little princess was genuinely frightened.

Leaving Ye Qiu's embrace, she rushed towards Ning Fengzhi.

"Humph! You really caused a lot of trouble this time!" Seeing her, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but feel angry.

"Fengzhi! What are you saying?" Gu Rong glanced at Ning Fengzhi, squatted down, and held Ning Rongrong's little hand. "Rongrong, come here and let Bone Grandpa check if you're injured."

Meanwhile, Sword Douluo curiously looked at Ye Qiu, who was sitting cross-legged.

"Brother, you're only harming our disciples with your actions. How do you want me to explain to their families?" Bone Douluo Gu Rong retorted, then turned to Ning Rongrong, a bit disappointed. "Wuuu. I'm sorry! I didn't want it to be like this."

"It's okay! We'll talk about these things later when we go back."

"Brother~" In the distance, the anxious voice of Xiao Lan came.

Ning Fengzhi and the others looked over.

Behind Xiao Lan were Ning Tian and the others, quickly running towards them.

"It's the Sect Master and the two Elders! We're saved!" The remaining disciples sat on the ground.

"Father..." Ning Tian's voice was low, not daring to lift his head towards Ning Fengzhi.

"Humph! We'll settle the accounts when we get back!"

(End of this chapter.)