Douluo: I, the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex, become stronger in one-on-one combat

Chapter 69 Sword Douluo is furious and points his sword at the Pope's Palace!

The junction between the outer and inner areas of the Star Dou Forest.

There is a group of Netherworld Ghost Tiger Soul Beasts living here, but the Netherworld Ghost Tigers do not live in groups, but act alone, and their territory of activity is very large.

Almost every soul beast has no definite territory, but they rarely fight among themselves.

The Nether Ghost Tiger has Nether and Dark attributes, and can produce burst and speed soul skills. No matter what type of soul skill Zhu Zhuqing obtains, it is very good.

"Pavilion Master! There is a ghost tiger below that is more than 1000 years old!"

The three of them were suspended in the air, and Zhao Feng immediately locked onto a target.

Yu Zhantian looked around and saw that this ghost tiger's tail had a circle of black lines, and a second circle of lines could be vaguely seen.

"When a ghost tiger reaches 1000 years old, a ring of lines will appear on its tail, and the second ring of lines on this ghost tiger can be vaguely seen, so this is a ghost tiger that is about 500 years old!"

"Brother that day, how about this one?" Zhu Zhuqing turned around
"No! Although this soul beast is good, it is still far from your limit. The further the soul master fights, the more powerful he will be to win. And the higher the age of the soul ring, the more effective the soul skills it provides. powerful!"

"Since I'm hunting for soul rings, I want the best!"

"But isn't the limit of a soul master's third soul ring a thousand, seven hundred years? It has already exceeded the limit!" Zhu Zhuqing looked at Yu Zhantian with a puzzled face.

"Are you stupid? Didn't you take Yu Liuli before? How can the effect of eighth-grade herbs be so simple?" Yu Zhantian touched Zhu Zhuqing's head

"Oh!" Zhu Zhuqing nodded thoughtfully.
Giving up on the Netherworld White Tiger, the three of them continued to search nearby.

Fortunately, there were a lot of Netherworld ghost tigers around here, but after a while, I found a Netherworld white tiger, and it was a full two thousand and one hundred years old. Although it was a little more than that, it was still within Zhu Zhuqing's tolerance.

"The pavilion master is very suitable!" Zhao Feng said

"Then let's do this! I'll do it!"

"What's the use of a bull's-eye to kill a chicken? I'll just take action!"

Before Yu Zhantian had time to take action, he saw a spear condensed in Zhao Feng's hand and roared out directly. The overwhelming soul power pressure instantly locked onto the Netherworld Ghost Tiger below.

"Ow~!"

The Nether Ghost Tiger, which sensed the dangerous aura, roared, and its body began to burst out with strange Nether Power. This ability allowed the Nether Ghost Tiger to often escape from danger.

But today is different from the past. It is now being targeted and locked by Zhao Feng. Unless it has a very high cultivation level, it will not be able to escape Zhao Feng's lock anyway.

"Master Zhao Feng, hold on, don't kill me!" Yu Zhantian reminded.

It's really that Zhao Feng's aura is too sharp. It would be bad if he killed the Netherworld Ghost Tiger all at once. It would be a pity for the spirit beast and it would also waste a lot of time.

"Don't worry, Pavilion Master! Suppress it!!"

Zhao Feng pressed down with one hand, and the broken army spear landed in the sky. It did not stop until the tip of the spear was only a fraction away from the ghost tiger.

The broken army's spear seemed to have a huge weight, and it was so heavy that the Netherworld Ghost Tiger fell down with all its limbs, and bursts of screams came out of its mouth.

Titled Douluo was so domineering when he took action, suppressing a 2000-year-old soul beast with just a flip of his hand.

"Miss Zhuqing kill it! Then absorb its soul ring!"

The Nether Ghost Tiger was suppressed by the broken army's spear and could not move at all. It could be said that it had no power to resist at all.

"Ok!"

Zhu Zhuqing summoned the ghost civet, and its long fingers instantly popped out sharp claws.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't hesitate at all. Two afterimages appeared, and a deep wound was cut on the Netherworld Ghost Tiger's neck.A large stream of blood flowed out from the Netherworld Ghost Tiger's neck.

Feeling the constant flow of his life breath, Netherworld Ghost Tiger's copper bell-sized eyes gradually dimmed, with a look of despair in his eyes.

As the Nether Ghost Tiger died, a purple soul ring emerged from its body.

This soul ring contains all the soul power of the Netherworld Ghost Tiger, as well as the power of Qi and blood, as well as its two attribute abilities.

Now it's up to Zhu Zhuqing to absorb the soul ring.

"Zhuqing absorb it, there will be no problem with us by your side!" Yu Zhantian said with a smile.
"Ok!"

Zhu Zhuqing sat down cross-legged with an expectant look on his face, his meditation technique began to work, and his martial soul slowly began to pull the soul ring!
The purple soul ring slowly wrapped around her martial soul.

The absorption of soul rings begins!
"My wine, Qibao Glazed Wine!!!!"

Qibao Glazed Sect, inside the treasure house Ning Fengzhi looked at the empty treasure house and his mind went blank for a moment, and he almost fainted.

How good is Ning Fengzhi's mentality?Despite this, Ning Fengzhi almost lost his energy and blood and left.
"Fengzhi!"

Sword Douluo quickly supported Ning Fengzhi.

He was also very angry at this time. The treasure house of Qibao Glazed Sect had been stolen!And it was stolen so cleanly that not even a hair was left! !
wrong!

"There's a note!!"

Sword Douluo's observation skills were stronger than Ning Fengzhi's, and he immediately discovered a note on a shelf!
There seems to be writing on it!
The two suppressed the anger in their hearts and looked at the font on the note.

This was unbelievable. Sword Douluo burst into anger. The strong sword energy shot straight into the sky. The treasure house was trembling. All the disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect could see the phantom of the Seven Killing Sword that shot straight into the sky. ! !

"Ghost Douluo!! Ghost, you are seeking death!!!"

"Martial Soul Palace has humiliated our Qibao Glazed Sect so much. It would be unkind to not avenge this vengeance!!"

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo only had anger in their hearts at this moment, and there was no way they could think about whether Ghost Douluo did it.

There were a few words on the note that were difficult to decipher, but Ning Fengzhi was still able to recognize them.

"The ghost is here to visit. If you have the guts to come to the Spirit Hall to find me!"

These few words simply did not put the Qibao Glazed Sect in their eyes, let alone Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

It would be fine if it were anyone else. You, a Ghost Douluo, can withstand a few sword Douluo swords, but how dare you be so arrogant.

"Hmph! It must have been the Titled Douluo who appeared before, dragging me and Old Bones down, and then Ghost Douluo acted behind our backs! What a Spirit Hall, how can he humiliate us like this openly!!"

"Fengzhi, I'm going to Wuhun Hall to ask for an explanation!"

"Uncle Jian, don't be impatient! It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years!"

"I am not a gentleman!!"

Sword Douluo said a word, then stepped on the Seven Killing Sword and roared away. The target was the Pope's Palace in Wuhun City. The angry Chen Xin did not listen to Ning Fengzhi's persuasion at all.

Chen Xin took the note before leaving!
"Damn it! This must be Wuhun Palace's conspiracy. As long as Uncle Jian dares to provoke Wuhun Palace, they will use this reason to attack Uncle Jian!"

"No! I have to find Uncle Bones!"

However, Yu Tianlei, the real mastermind behind all this, is listening in the brothel Goulan!He didn't know anything about the Qibao Glazed Sect and didn't care about his affairs. After all, he just wanted to drink. What bad intentions could he have?

(End of this chapter)