Douluo: I am titled with eighteen rings, and I can slaughter gods with a gun!

Salas didn't ask any more questions, he was almost sure that all of Shrek's students were there.

"Wait for them to get together, we have to make sure nothing goes wrong!"

Salas resisted the urge to fight at night.

Tonight's surprise attack might be a meritorious service, but it's impossible to be sure which one is Tang San in the first place, and there may still be mistakes.

This kind of mistake is absolutely not allowed by him.

The bonfire was burning, and the faces of Yang Qi'an and Zhu Zhuqing were glowing red.

"Actually, the 700-year-old cat hunter is quite suitable."

Zhu Zhuqing said, after searching for a day today, they met a more suitable soul beast.

But Yang Qi'an was too picky, and was not satisfied with the ordinary attributes of hunting cats.

The hunting cat spirit beast is too common, and the age limit is not too high, so it was directly excluded by Yang Qi'an.

"A soul master only has so many soul rings, so it's absolutely impossible to make a living.

Idle is also idle, there is nothing wrong with staying in this sunset forest for a few more days. "

Yang Qi'an said, Sunset Forest doesn't need Star Dou Forest, the level of danger here is several indices lower than that of Star Dou Forest.

Moreover, the area where Yang Qi'an and Zhu Zhuqing are located is an area frequented by spirit beasts for 4000 years, as long as their luck is not too bad, the two of them will not encounter too much danger.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't say anything more, the two of them hunted and killed the soul beast was already very reluctant, and she thought about leaving this dangerous place as soon as possible.

But what Yang Qi'an said is also reasonable, the acquisition of the soul ring cannot be improvised.

crackling~

The firewood crackling sounded from time to time, which was particularly obvious in the silent forest.

Zhu Zhuqing dozed off at Yang Qi'an's request, and leaned on Yang Qi'an's shoulder.

Yang Qi'an, on the other hand, is practicing with his eyes closed, and his mental strength is alert to the movements around him.

Susu~

A weak voice came into Yang Qi'an's ears, he opened his eyes suddenly, a rich purple color bloomed, and in the dark jungle, a vague outline appeared in Yang Qi'an's field of vision.

"Ghost Tiger!"

Yang Qi'an's eyes lighted slightly, the tiger-like spirit beast covered in black patterns, not particularly strong, was the ghost tiger famous for its elusive appearance.

"The body is more than two meters long, the pattern is purple, and it is about 4000 years old, which is just right.

Takekiyo, get ready to fight! "

Yang Qi'an woke up the sleeping Zhu Zhuqing, then directly took out a pistol, and shot it in the direction of the ghost tiger.

biu!

The suppressed pistol let out a low sound, which was particularly abrupt in this silent jungle.

But the next moment, a howl sounded, the ghost tiger whined, and sparks burst out from its front body.

The pistol in Yang Qi'an's hand is a special quality, its power is enough to threaten the soul sect.

After one shot hit, Yang Qi'an pulled the trigger one after another, and directly emptied a magazine.

But the effect of the next bullet was not satisfactory.

Only one bullet hit again, and a spray of blood exploded on Guihu's shoulder.

However, the bullet sank into Ghost Tiger's body, and the damage he caused was not fatal.

"Roar!"

Yang Qi'an's sudden movement undoubtedly enraged the Ghost Tiger, it roared furiously, its figure was like a ghost, flickering quickly in the darkness, and directly rushed towards Yang Qi'an and Zhu Zhuqing.

"Just in time!"

Zhu Zhuqing had already left Yang Qi'an's arms at this time, possessed by the spirit of martial arts, the whole person was hidden in the darkness, more thoroughly than the ghost tiger.

The dragon pattern soul-breaking spear manifested, Yang Qi'an held the spear in one hand, his whole temperament changed suddenly, his eyes were sharp like the light of a spear, and he stabbed obliquely with the spear.

Chapter 73 Ghost Tiger, Zhuqing Third Ring

The rose flames were burning, and a dragon's chant resounded, and Yang Qi'an's combat power was brought to the extreme in an instant.

There was only a snort, and blood spilled into the sky.

"Ow~"

The ghost tiger felt the pain, turned around and ran away.

Its only wisdom told it that the humans in front of it should not be messed with.

Just a face-to-face meeting, Ghost Tiger was seriously injured and fled all the way, shedding a series of bloodstains.

"Netherworld Hundred Claws!"

Suddenly, in the darkness ahead, streaks of black claw lights flickered.

The ghost tiger howled again, split into three in an instant, and fled in three directions.

"Ghost clone?" Yang Qi'an was surprised, Ziji's magic eyes flickered, and he chased towards a black shadow almost at the same time as Zhu Zhuqing.

Yang Qi'an identified the real Ghost Tiger with the Purple Demon Eye, while Zhu Zhuqing relied on his senses, his perception of dark elements.

The ghost tiger's speed was extremely fast, and he fled crazily, ignoring the crazily bleeding wounds on his body.

"Don't worry, we just need to wait for it to lose blood and fall to the ground."

Yang Qi'an reminded, Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly, his figure appeared and disappeared in the darkness like a ghost.

rustle~

The three figures quickly gathered in the jungle, and soon came to the area outside the Sunset Forest.

At this time, the ghost tiger in front seemed to be exhausted.

"Everyone beware!"

Suddenly, someone shouted violently in front of him, and then beams of light lit up.

It was the light released by the soul rings, most of them were yellow, and there were more than ten purple soul rings.

"It's a ghost tiger, ready to fight."

There were a lot of people in that group, a rough scan showed that there were about 20 people.

Yang Qi'an's eyes flashed purple: "The identities of those people can be confirmed at a glance."

"roar~"

Guihu roared, and went on a rampage, heading towards the team of 20 people.

"Wind Blade Array!"

Finally, someone from the team of soul masters made a move, and the attack fell directly on the ghost tiger.

But how could Yang Qi'an let them succeed?

"The soul beast that I finally found, I can't let you kill it!"

Suddenly, Yang Qi'an's speed soared, and he flew out in the air, sweeping the long spear filled with rose flame in his hand, a musket swung in front of the ghost tiger, and defeated the wind blade array at the same time!

"This flame... is Yang Qi'an!"

A female voice spoke, and then the voice of "Frozen!" sounded, and the ghost tiger's limbs were sealed by ice.

"Netherworld Hundred Claws!"

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly appeared beside the ghost tiger, and the pitch-black claw blade landed on the ghost tiger's neck, cutting off half of the ghost tiger's head in an instant.

"Everyone, we meet again!"

Yang Qi'an landed on the trunk of a big tree, put away the dragon pattern soul-breaking gun, and then floated and landed beside the ghost tiger.

At this time, the ghost tiger had no vitality, and the dark purple soul ring gradually condensed.

"Yang Qi'an, why are you still staying in Sunset Forest?"

It was Feng Xiaotian who spoke, when they arrived in Tiandou City half a month ago, they saw Yang Qi'an and Zhu Zhuqing coming towards the Sunset Forest.

"You didn't stay in Sunset Forest for more than half a month because of a soul beast, did you?"

Huo Wushuang couldn't believe it. They combined the three elite teams and searched in the setting sun forest for five days, but members were constantly injured.

"No, we only started looking for soul beasts in the last two days."

Yang Qi'an shook his head, then looked at Zhu Zhuqing and said, "Get ready to absorb the spirit ring."

"Ok!"

Zhu Zhuqing stepped forward and sat cross-legged in front of Guihu's corpse.

Shui Bing'er's eyes flickered, and she stared at Zhu Zhuqing without blinking.

Her intuition told her that Zhu Zhuqing at this time was much more dangerous than the Zhu Zhuqing she met last time.

This is not just a matter of improving soul power!

"Since Miss Zhu Zhuqing wants to absorb the spirit ring, let's continue to rest."

Feng Xiaotian glanced at the crowd, and immediately more than a dozen team members were looking for a place to sit and rest.

But Huo Wushuang, Feng Xiaotian and other core figures gathered together.

"Brother Yang, with all due respect, this ghost tiger should not be suitable for Miss Zhu Zhuqing."

Feng Xiaotian glanced at the ghost tiger, then at Zhu Zhuqing who was about to absorb the spirit ring, and finally spoke.

Yang Qi'an sat cross-legged beside Zhu Zhuqing, said with a smile: "I know, but it's okay."

Yang Qi'an naturally knew the meaning of Feng Xiaotian's words.

After all, the age of this ghost tiger has exceeded 3000 years.

And the maximum lifespan of the soul master's third ring is only 700 years.

"You know that Zhuqing is still required to absorb this spirit ring? If I do my calculations correctly, the cultivation of this ghost tiger has already reached 4000 years."