The warrior Yu Xiaogang in Douluo

Chapter 158 The wind is blowing hard

"that's it."

"Luckily, it hasn't left the territory yet."

Last time Yu Xiaogang and Zhu Zhuqing came here, judging from the unique patterns on this ghost civet, it was about 25000 years old.

No more than 30,000 years old.

Zhu Zhuqing's Wuji Zhuang has entered the third stage, and after taking the Golden Pill of Good Fortune, his current physical strength is comparable to that of the Soul Emperor.

It is currently the most suitable soul beast for Zhu Zhuqing.

There is one other ghost civet that is fifty thousand years old.

The ghost civet on the tall tree opened its mouth wide and let out a long yawn. It had just had a feast and was in a very happy mood.

At this time, hearing the sound, the Nether Civet also noticed this group of uninvited guests, with a hint of vigilance and hostility in its pupils.

Twolegs?

I don’t know what happened, but it’s been a while since the Two-legged beast came to slide and tackle. To be honest, it’s a bit missed.

Although Yu Xiaogang and others have not taken the initiative to attack.

"Ouch!"

The ghost civet stood up vigilantly, fell to the ground, and let out a low growl, warning them not to get close, as this was its territory.

It's a bit full and it really doesn't want to move.

It did not attack immediately, but continued to observe their every move and remained ready to fight at any time.

"Looks pretty fierce?" Zhao Wuji crossed his arms and looked at the bluffing Nether Civet.

One Titled Douluo, three Soul Douluo, not counting Ning Rongrong, this lineup is facing a hundred thousand year soul beast.

Even he and Zhao Wuji dared to make fun of him, but Mr. Yu had hunted a hundred thousand year soul beast in the eighth ring.

Ning Rongrong commented: "I think it's quite cute."

Flanders pushed up his glasses. He had just carefully observed the age of this ghost civet cat, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes: "Xiao Gang, is the age of this ghost civet cat a bit risky for Zhuqing? "

The soul vibration formed by the ten-thousand-year-old soul beast is formed by the soul of the soul beast and the resentment during its lifetime.

Every ten thousand years of advancement is like a human becoming wiser by about five years, and his mental power increases a lot.

In other words, the soul vibration of the 20,000-year-old Nether Civet in front of you will be about 50% higher than that of the 10,000-year-old ghost cat, and the risk of absorbing the soul ring will double.

And Zhu Zhuqing was originally a leapfrog absorber.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't wait for Yu Xiaogang to speak. She suppressed her excitement and said calmly: "Dean Flender, I am confident."

She has been waiting for this day for a long time and has been working hard in this direction.

Dean Flender is still using the common sense of Douluo Dalu to judge her.

She was sure of all spirit beasts under thirty thousand years old, and the limit of the Soul Emperor's sixth spirit ring was thirty thousand years.

She had eaten so much of the secret whale glue medicine and all kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures that she had completely reached the standard physically.

Soul shock? Her strength is her mind, and the mental power she senses from this ghost civet is much weaker than hers.

The last difficulty is to integrate the martial soul.

"Ouch——"

The ghost civet was a little impatient and roared angrily again, its eyes flashing with fierce light.

The body is slightly arched, as if ready to pounce at any moment.

Looking at the group of 'two-legged beasts' in front of it, they were like cats, ignoring its warnings, and chirping without knowing what they were talking about.

If the tiger doesn't show off its power, do you really think it's a sick cat? !

Flanders and Zhao Wuji took up their postures and were about to take action.

"Possessed by a martial spirit!"

A Contra-level aura was released from them and swept across the entire venue.

At the moment when their martial soul possessed them.

The Nether Civet jumped towards them, extremely fast, and rushed towards them like lightning, its sharp claws cutting through the air with the sound of howling wind.

"How dare you initiate an attack? Are you so brave?" Zhao Wuji showed a ferocious smile and raised his hand to pat the Nether Civet.

However, at the moment he was about to succeed.

There was a "whoosh" sound.

The ghost civet disappeared suddenly in mid-air

The momentary disappearance was too sudden.

To the point that neither Zao Wuji nor Flender could react. They maintained their attacking posture, but could not find the target.

A few moments.

A breeze blew by, picking up a few fallen leaves on the ground.

What about cats?

"It ran away?!" Zhao Wuji was stunned.

Just now, the Nether Civet made a fighting stance and launched an attack. Was it just to cover its own escape? This was too decisive, and it was beyond Zhao Wuji's expectations.

Normally, ten-thousand-year soul beasts would choose to escape only after being injured. This Nether Civet Cat has no martial ethics.

He turned to look at Flanders and found that Flanders also had a confused look on his face.

Flanders came back to his senses, put away his martial spirit, and spread his hands: "Isn't this obvious?"

Thousand-year soul beasts would all run away. When they hunted for the seventh soul ring, they relied on a few old friends to set up traps and deploy tactics to kill them, and they managed to capture the unprepared ten-thousand-year soul beasts.

The Nether Civet's escape talent is even more perfect, it cannot be sensed, cannot be tracked, and its spatial ability makes it extremely difficult to surround and kill.

Zhu Zhuqing said softly: "Teacher."

Teacher Zhao and Dean Flender were really unreliable. They were scared away by the Nether Civet Cat. Even Zhu Zhuqing couldn't catch up with them based on their speed alone.

These few times, the ghost civet cat was almost beyond her range of perception.

"Didn't go far."

Yu Xiaogang said.

<divclass="contentadv"> He stretched out his arm and gently grabbed the void in front of him.

Power can be controlled!

The surrounding air began to twist and fluctuate, and invisible power seemed to be able to penetrate the space.

The effort of two sentences.

Three kilometers away.

The figure of the ghost civet appears and disappears, shuttling between the woods.

With its continuous use of 'space ability' and the instinct to restrain its breath, it can escape their perception in just a few breaths.

The ghost civet is a very agile spirit beast.

A solitary soul beast that can live for ten thousand years. Apart from being unable to speak, a ten thousand year soul beast is no different from a human being in terms of intelligence.

Unless there is a certain death situation, how can there be a life-and-death struggle?

The moment Zao Wuji and Flender's momentum exploded, it knew it was no match for these 'two-legged beasts'.

The wind is blowing!

In the long years, the Nether Civet Cat has done this kind of thing countless times, and it has already become familiar with it.

Let's go hide at Lao Niu's place this time.

Territory thing? Squeeze around with a few neighbors of the same level. What can those idiots do against the Nether Civet?

There is a sense of indifference and arrogance in the eyes of the ghost civet, as if it is laughing at human beings' stupidity and ignorance.

"Meow, the two-legged beast is really stupid. What's the point of fighting with you? It's too scary for cats. This time, I have to avoid him for at least ten years! No, a hundred years!!"

The Nether Civet Cat flashed and disappeared from the spot.

"You guys want to catch me? Go ahead and eat your shit!"

"It's just a pity for the delicious little fish in that territory. Forget it, let's eat beef for the next meal!"

It leaps into a beautiful arc in the air!

The next moment, it was bound in mid-air by an invisible force.

"Meow meow meow?!"

The ghost civet's heart tightened, and it kicked its limbs with all its strength, trying to break free from the restraints, but no matter how it struggled, the power of the restraints always firmly fixed it in place.

Suddenly, the world spins.

The ghost civet felt dizzy.

boom!

Strong winds and a feeling of weightlessness hit.

The ghost civet felt that his vision became blurred, and everything around him turned into light and shadow.

When the ghost civet regained consciousness again.

A hand grasped the scruff of its fate.

"Meow?!" The ghost civet turned around and tried to keep its eyes wide open, looking at the familiar environment around it in horror.

And the terrifying scent of the two-legged beasts! ! The space ability cannot be activated!

Zhao Wuji looked at the scene in front of him and said in surprise: "Mr. Yu, this kind of ability that does not require soul power and can move according to the heart is an innate skill similar to that of a soul beast? The magical power that Zhuqing mentioned?"

He was a little envious, it would be great if he could have the talent of the powerful King Kong Bear.

Flanders explained: "Well, the magical powers that come with the sublimated martial soul, Xiaogang's martial soul evolved into the Golden Holy Dragon. After the fusion, the two magical powers awakened in the body, one of them is the true form of the Golden Holy Dragon. , and the second is that this power can be controlled."

He asked Yu Xiaogang out of curiosity about this knowledge when he was building a cabin in the Qingyun Mountains.

There is also about whether he, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, Zhao Wuji and others have a chance to sublimate the original martial soul.

"Can the power be controlled?" Zhao Wuji asked doubtfully.

Flanders replied: "I don't quite understand principles like gravity, repulsion, and other gravity, magnetism, etc. that will be recorded later."

Those things are densely written and look very complicated, just like a heavenly book. It seems that it is extremely difficult to apply the 'natal magical power' to Xiaogang's level.

Xiaogang raised his hand, and with the help of Long Wei, he could use the martial soul fusion skill that could only be used by the three of them - 'The True Form of the Golden Holy Dragon'

"Supernatural power."

Ning Rongrong was a little envious: "I don't know how many magical powers Zhuqing will awaken."

She and the teacher are not on the same path. She has a weapon martial spirit. Can Qibao Glazed Pagoda sublimate the original martial spirit in the Soul Sect?

The teacher doesn't know either.

It is just judged that the incomplete beast spirit can return to its origin, but it is not certain whether it will give birth to supernatural powers.

If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda disappears after she sublimates her martial soul, and she doesn't gain any magical powers, she will be in tears.

There is no precedent for this.

Her father would not allow her to take such a big risk.

But if Ning Rongrong doesn't take this path, the most she can do is reach the 'Golden Body Warrior', and the Dharma Appearance will never be formed.

Yu Xiaogang held up the big cat and said, "Zhuqing, let's start."

After saying that, he handed the big cat in his hand to Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing stepped forward to take it, raised his hand and pressed it on the Nether Civet Cat's head, bursting with strength, and instantly the Nether Civet Cat's body froze.

He tilted his head and lost his breath.

He acted decisively and solved it without any pain.

Immediately, a dark ten-thousand-year soul ring slowly rose from the Nether Civet Cat's body.

Suspended in mid-air.

"Evolution, sublimation"

Zhu Zhuqing sensed this ten-thousand-year soul ring and whispered, with a hint of nervousness and expectation in his voice.

She took a deep breath to calm her mind and sat cross-legged.