Douluo's Fancy Development Blue Silver Grass

Zao Wou-ki felt as if his body was being burned by a flame, every drop of blood was boiling, and every pain aroused his fighting spirit.

His originally peaceful life has been completely broken by this battle. From the bottom of his heart, he has released the self who used to be unscrupulous in the world.

The expression became more ferocious, and the attack method became more clean and bloody. Wherever he looked, a purple soul ring was put on, and the next thing was a bear's paw that fell from the sky.

To him, a former desperado, killing was as natural and smooth as breathing and drinking. From time to time, he activated the first soul skill Fudo Mingwang body to deflect those inconspicuous attacks.

Occasionally use the soul skill Gravity Enhancement to destroy the opponent's attacking posture. Then use a powerful and heavy push palm to kill the opponent.

The huge figure is like a swimming fish, jumping and flickering back and forth among the enemy groups, and death accompanies his movement, spreading everywhere.

Finally, a strong fluctuation of soul power came from the cliff in the south. Zhao Wou-ki grinned, he knew that the master of this trip had come.

"Soul Emperor. It seems that I overestimated this group of people before. How many soul saints are there on the Douluo Continent? How can there be bad streets everywhere?"

Zao Wou-ki seemed to be laughing at himself a few minutes ago, he raised his spirits and looked towards the figure in the south exuding fluctuations in soul power.

The tall and straight figure with blond hair, and the familiar white tiger martial spirit, aren't these the characteristics that only come from the Dai family of the Star Luo Empire?

"After the country was ruined and the family was destroyed, it turned out to be a thieves. It seems that the Dai family is completely finished." The voice, which was wrapped in soul power, went to the distance, and these words made the other side instantly. Raise the anger to the highest level.

The shrewd old Zhao, how could he underestimate the opponent, even if the opponent was a level lower than himself, but out of respect for the world-famous white tiger with the strong attacking spirit of the animal department, he did not dare to underestimate the opponent.

During the days of fleeing, Zao Wou-ki has seen too many examples where he thought he was killed by a weak opponent with a trace of blood.

So when he faces the enemy, no matter what the enemy is, he will go all out and attack the opponent with the spirit of the lion and the lion fighting the rabbit with all his strength.

The previous sentence of deliberate provocation came from the experience of the street. As long as the opponent's mind is in a mess, the balance of victory will gradually tilt towards him.

The young man on the opposite side really couldn't be excited. The three-piece set of white tiger martial spirit appeared immediately.

The white tiger protects the body! White Tiger King Kong Transformation! White Tiger Light Wave! The soul master on the opposite side had blue veins all over his body and was shrouded in golden light. He opened his mouth and hurriedly spit out a ball of light, bombarding Zhao Wuji in front of him at an extremely fast speed.

This Wuji used the first soul skill secretly, and with just a wave of his hand, the seemingly incomparably powerful white tiger's fierce light wave was sent flying away.

"That's it?"

Zhao Wuji walked towards the opponent with sword and golden horse. The gradually rising soul power, the leisurely pace, and the gradually emerging martial soul avatar are like waves of ocean waves, exerting tremendous pressure on the opponent.

His Wuhun avatar is a powerful Vajra Bear, exuding a domineering and majestic aura that makes people dare not look directly at him. It followed behind Zao Wou-Ki, as if it was his loyal guard.

"It's actually a soul sage? Why is the speed of the Wuhun Temple so fast?" The young man on the opposite side couldn't help saying this.

He saw the Vigorous Vajra Bear emerging from behind Zhao Wou-ki, it was the avatar of a martial soul that only soul saints could possess.

He was startled, he thought he was just facing an ordinary soul master, but he didn't expect to be a master sent by the Spirit Hall.

"Bullshit Wuhundian!" Hearing this annoyed word. Zhao Wuji moved in an instant.

He didn't even bother to explain that he had nothing to do with Wuhundian, he just wanted to answer the other party with his fist.

The routine is very simple and direct, another move forward with a purple soul ring.

But the opposite is not a fuel-efficient lamp. I saw the blond young man dodge to the right sideways to avoid the oncoming spirit ring.

"It seems that we must go all out. The supervisor is possessed!"

The blond boy roared loudly, and his beastly body swelled again. The white tiger pattern on his body actually began to have a strange charm.

The white tiger, whose name is Jianbing, is one of the divine beasts. At this time, the possession of the soul skill supervisor greatly improves the body reaction of the soul master and the speed of releasing the soul skill. Of course there is a time limit.

However, it is still unknown whether this move can overcome the barrier of the soul sage possessing the martial soul avatar.

The young man raised a white tiger shooting star, and countless light bullets were released from his side, as if a bit of spirituality drew a mysterious trajectory in the air.

This made Zhao Wuji not dare to use all his strength to release King Ming's body, and added gravity enhancement.

The attack of the light bullets caused ripples on the golden barrier released by King Fudo Ming's body, and the last light bullet bombarded the shield of King Fudo Ming's body, shattering inch by inch.

The look of astonishment on Zao Wou-ki's face was instantly captured by the other side.

See the attack work. The young man exerted force under his feet, and swung his huge tiger claws, with a hint of cold light on them, and charged towards Zhao Wuji.

But how can this young man see that Zhao Wuji hangs on the corner of his mouth, that hint of sarcasm.

"Gravity Squeeze! Destroy gold and break jade!" The fifth and sixth soul skills were released at the same time. The young man was pulled towards Zao Wou-Ki by the huge gravity.

And Zhao Wou-ki's right hand hidden behind his back was already covered with a thick layer of golden light.

Destroying gold and breaking jade, the skill is as direct as the name, with huge power gathered on the palm of the hand, using all the strength of the whole body to shoot this attack in an instant.

It takes a long time to store power, but its power is also worth the price. This waiting allows Zao Wou-ki to launch an attack power far beyond the level of a soul sage.

The astonished gaze of the young man was smashed into a pulp by the unstoppable bear claws.

Zhao Wou-ki lifted his shoes from the pool of blood, rubbed the blood on the grass beside him and walked towards the direction of the cliff where the young man came.

There are only bare stones and overgrown weeds on the cliff, and Zao Wou-ki didn't find any traces similar to the grain hoarding place.

He twitched his nose, carefully smelling the air of the world, and suddenly a faint smell attracted his attention.

He walked towards the direction where the smell came from. It turned out that it was the sour smell from the fermentation of a large pile of leftover kitchen waste, which also attracted a lot of flies here.

Zhao Wou-ki looked around, and soon found something was wrong. The moss that was only found in the shade actually appeared in the sunny place.

"It's really unprofessional. Whether it's the cover-up of the traces or the arrangement of the camouflage, it's all a mess. If I were at this level back then, I would have been killed by the bishops of the Wuhun Temple 800 times."

After laughing at his opponent, the amateur Zao Wou-ki raised his thick thigh and kicked hard at the weird rock wall. With the huge force under his feet, the stone wall in front of him collapsed.

A cave appeared before his eyes. It was full of bags of food.

"It didn't take much effort to get it. The goal of getting the food was achieved without spending any money. It seems that I, Lao Zhao, still have a little bit of luck."

Zao Wou-ki picked up the space soul guide that Flender had given to him. Produced by the Little Samsara Academy, the price is cheap and the quality is excellent. Nearly two cubic meters of grain were easily carried away.

But what Zao Wou-ki didn't know was that among the grains that were taken away, there was a document protected by a leather sheath.

At this time, Lao Zhao, who was in high spirits, probably never imagined how much trouble this document would bring to Shrek Academy in the future.