Douluo Continent: Starting with controlling Ning Rongrong and establishing the Holy Cult

Secondly, although he was the "Ninth Elder" of the Holy Spirit Cult, he did not actually want the Holy Maiden to be born. Because if the Holy Maiden were born, it would mean that his status in the Holy Spirit Cult would drop another level.

The prayers cannot stop. If they do, all the preparations the Holy Spirit Cult has made for the saint's ceremony will be in vain. If you stop voluntarily, you will be seen as the culprit and have your tendons and bones pulled out to feed the soul beasts.

Just as he was quickly reciting his prayer, Ning Rongrong had already walked up to him with an iron rod and smashed it heavily on his head!

"Ding!"

A needle materialized beside Donald and deflected the iron rod.

"I can deflect even a sickle, and you deflect me with a needle?"

As Lu Ma watched his character being dragged back a few steps by the iron rod, he slammed the mouse heavily on the table and questioned.

Ning Rongrong shrank back upon hearing the angry shout.

What a twist of fate! She was just feeling thankful to have survived.

And what was that impact sound?

Then she heard a profound sigh of enlightenment.

"Oh, so it's just the opening CG for the mini-boss battle."

Lu Ma looked at the words "[Leader, Donald, Level 31 Soul Master]" that appeared on the darkened screen and nodded in relief.

The previous Soul Masters also had their ranks marked above their heads, but he didn't look closely because the text was small and the screen was full of execution QTEs, so he pressed them in a hurry.

"Then let's go."

The animation ended, and Ning Rongrong picked up the iron rod again and continued charging towards Donald.

"Ding!"

The iron rod struck again.

Donald laughed. He laughed at the man in front of him for being brainless, knowing he would be bounced back, yet still doing useless work.

His smile froze the next second. Before the iron rod could fall, the needle had already been launched, only to miss. Just then, the iron rod struck from another angle, slamming heavily into his face.

"Ugh."

Donald took a half step back and wiped the blood from his nose with the corner of his clothes.

His martial spirit is powder, which can transform into anything, and can become multiple things, but it has a drawback—

There is only one entity that possesses actual power.

For example, he conjured two axes to chop down a tree, but only one of them could actually damage the tree; the other was an illusion.

Donald had no idea how the person in front of him had figured it out so quickly.

Then he realized that he had stopped praying for a while.

Looking in the direction of the girl, one could see that the purple flames were gradually weakening, the dark blue silver grass had shrunk back, and the girl's expression had eased somewhat.

The saintly ceremony went bankrupt.

The saintly ritual went bankrupt...

Bankrupt...

His eyes turned bloodshot, and his face gradually became ferocious.

"You ignorant brat, I will tear you to pieces! First Soul Skill, Smoke!"

Donald roared, and powder kept appearing on his hands, spreading throughout the entire cave.

Chapter 5 Ning Rongrong: Don't practice cultivation techniques randomly!

"A new phase has begun? The first boss already has a second phase? Not bad, not bad!"

Lu Ma exclaimed in admiration, reviewing the operation he had just performed.

Actually, his idea was very simple:

The weapon is deflected because the other party "attacks".

Since it was an attack, it could be dodged. So, the moment he saw the needle appear, he controlled Ning Rongrong to dodge to the side and then continued the attack.

Unexpectedly, they directly pushed the opponent into the second stage.

Looking at the opponent's long health bar, Lu Ma felt full of energy.

smoke?

Sorry, but he can adjust the game's brightness and even the game filters in the Nvidia driver.

Under the filter, the other person's figure is very clear.

Ning Rongrong only noticed her vision blur when the other party released their soul skill, and then suddenly she could see the other party's movements clearly again.

Before she could think it through, she had already rushed out with the iron bar and accurately hit the other person on the head.

My health bar dropped by about one-tenth.

"Ugh."

Donald covered his face and took three steps back.

"Second Soul Skill: Poisonous Dust!"

The white smoke instantly turned green. Ning Rongrong felt a little uncomfortable from the smell, while Lu Ma noticed that his health bar was dropping, so he went forward and attacked twice more.

"Ugh! Kid!"

Donald caught the third blow, rushed forward, and looked down at Ning Rongrong in front of him.

"Third Soul Skill, Shaping Powder!"

The smoke returned to his hand that had caught the iron rod, gradually enveloping it.

Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth and tried to pull the iron rod back, but she couldn't budge it.

"Hey, they can even disarm you!"

Lu Ma sat in front of the computer, becoming more and more excited and pleasantly surprised as he played.

Instead of stubbornly trying to take back the iron rod, he controlled his character to deliver a punch directly to the opponent.

This punch landed squarely, with only half the power of the previous iron rod, but it still caused the opponent to lose his balance, loosen his grip, and disintegrate the iron rod.

He had already seen the QTE light up above the other person's head; it was another execution time.

Ning Rongrong rammed forward, knocking Donald to the ground, and then kicked him into the fire.

The last bit of purple flame was extinguished by Donald's body.

Ning Rongrong turned around, took a huge nail from the cross, and stabbed it into the back of Donald's head.

Donald, the Soul Master, struggled on the ground a few times before falling silent.

"It's done."

Ning Rongrong dusted off her hands and looked at the unconscious girl beside her.

There was a yellow dot on the top of the girl's head, who seemed to have recovered.

Lu Ma was very familiar with this; it was a mission point. But he wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he manipulated Ning Rongrong to squat down, turned Donald's body face up, and her little hands began to wander into his pockets.

A short while later, she received a round object, a scroll, and ten gold soul coins.

We're so poor.

Ning Rongrong looked at the items that had been stored in the spatial soul tool and pondered.

Although she didn't know what the first two were, she knew all too well what ten gold soul coins were...

Wait, why has time stopped again?

Lu Ma opened his backpack, checked the attributes of the new items, and then stared blankly at the two items.

[Holy Spirit Pill (Not for Consumption): A pill developed by the Holy God, combining the effects of various herbs. It will be digested within one hour after ingestion, greatly enhancing soul power upon completion. However, this Holy Spirit Pill has a flaw; its effects have been altered.]

[Holy Spirit Scroll (Part Three): Records a one-time secret technique of the Holy Spirit Cult. Activating it can enhance soul power and martial spirit quality. It only works once per person. Automatically destroyed after all uses are exhausted: 2/3]

To put it simply, it seems to be an experience potion, but one of them is broken and probably an unusable plot item.

As for the other one... might as well use it!

Ning Rongrong came to her senses and found herself sitting cross-legged, with an open scroll in front of her. A strange, pleasant sensation, a mixture of cold and warmth, flowed through her body.

Hey, can you just use this stuff like that? What if it's poisonous?

She struggled to think it through, but the next second she was overwhelmed by the surge in power. Her soul power was rapidly increasing, and even her martial soul seemed to be showing some unusual activity. The bottom layer of the first level emitted some purple light, which then became more solid.

Level 27, breakthrough!

Level 28, breakthrough!

Level 29, breakthrough!

Level 30...

My soul power has reached half of level 30, and then it's stuck.

It doesn't seem like a bottleneck, but rather a simple lack of experience.

The third spirit ring can be absorbed. Ning Rongrong is confident about that.

The improvement in her strength did not make Ning Rongrong too happy; on the contrary, it brought her a sense of sorrow.

First, this is not my own achievement, but the achievement of controlling myself; second, I spent six years cultivating from level 9 to level 26, while the other party cultivated from level 26 to level 30 in less than two hours; finally, it is unknown whether this method will leave any hidden dangers.

Although there was no repulsive black aura around him when he was cultivating, this scroll was, after all, taken from such a person.

Ning Rongrong was momentarily at a loss for how to respond. Fortunately, she didn't need to think about these things now. Lu Ma watched as the number of uses on the scroll changed from 2 to 1, controlled her to put away the scroll, stood up, and walked towards the other twelve soul masters.

Unfortunately, they had nothing on them; they couldn't even find a single gold soul coin, let alone experience potions.

"So poor!"

Lu Ma complained that he felt like he was wasting his time.

Then he looked at the girl.

For some reason, Ning Rongrong began to feel a sense of kinship with this girl.