Douluo: Starting from Leading the Fierce Beasts to Transform into Demons

Chapter 102 To survive
The dark claws flew quickly towards Zi Ji, who looked like a human in front of him. At the same time, Zi Ji continued to control the water of Eclipse to block these attacks. The two canceled each other out, and the man and the demon were fighting like this.

Zhu Zhuqing's cold face couldn't help showing worry at this moment. Although she had confidence in her husband, Ning Rongrong and Oscar who were left outside were facing great risks. No one knew what cards these soul beasts that had undergone such a change would play.

Zi Ji's recovery ability is not as strong as Xiong Jun's. What's more, compared to Xiong Jun who often fights with physical strength, she mostly uses energy to counterattack. Now maintaining this situation of attrition is also very exhausting for her.

After swallowing the pill, Zi Ji's aura, which had been declining, rose again.

Zhu Zhuqing looked surprised, as if she didn't expect soul beasts would have things like food-related creations. She immediately took out Oscar's sausage and started eating it.

Unlike other arrogant gods, Zhu Zhuqing has always been cautious. This was the result of her childhood experiences, so before leaving, she asked Oscar for a batch of sausages.

Although Oscar was surprised by Zhu Zhuqing's behavior, he just smiled and said to her, "It's just a soul beast, maybe it doesn't need my sausages at all." In the end, he still carefully made a batch of sausages for Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at her husband's golden hair shining brightly in the sun, he was so high-spirited, so proud and strong, so she gave up the idea of ​​giving the sausage to her husband.

He hasn't fought for so many years. As a god of war, he must be eager to face a new battle.

He and I will be together forever, so it doesn’t seem to matter whether I give him these sausages or not?
What happened afterwards was not as these gods had expected. The group of soul beasts did not collapse at one blow, but were able to fight with them in a back-and-forth manner.

Even the two of them were forced to separate, the situation was so urgent that there was no time to pass the sausages to him.

But...if we defeat the soul beast as soon as possible and rush over there, everything should be fine.

Despite feeling uneasy, Zhu Zhuqing's aura recovered to its peak again, and her sharp aura unfolded. Among all martial arts in the world, only speed can't be broken.

The main focus of the Netherworld Spirit Cat's training before was speed, in order to make up for the speed disadvantage of the Netherworld White Tiger after the soul fusion technique. This unspoken rule also caused Zhu Zhuqing to be favored by the God of Speed ​​instead of the God of the Netherworld.

However, Zhu Zhuqing never complained. After all, all the little girl who had fled wanted was to survive the struggle for the throne. Now, being able to become the once illusory god was already a blessing from heaven. It didn't matter what kind of god position it was.

For so many years, what she has been pursuing has always been to survive. Fortunately, she has her own husband and her own partner, and they are keeping her alive.

Now, what she pursues is still to stay alive, but after so many years of hard practice, she finally has powerful strength.

She once thought guiltily that her companions were in danger, and that she, who had become strong, had finally saved everyone. But then the guilt overwhelmed her like a tide, and she realized that she was not strong enough.

Without the help of the power of faith, she soon encountered the shackles brought by the throne of God. No matter how hard she tried, she could not break through that invisible barrier. The first-level god seemed to be within reach, and yet it seemed to be just around the corner.

Zhu Zhuqing's gaze towards Zi Ji gradually became colder, with endless dark light flashing in her dark eyes.

However, the little girl who is always carried by others to live also wants to carry others to live.

"Instant Netherworld Kill!"

In an instant, countless figures of Zhu Zhuqing appeared around Zi Ji. After careful perception, they were all real.

A feeling of uneasiness spread in her heart. Zi Ji took good protection, with the golden talisman that she needed to find the demon spirit stuck on her body, and she wrapped herself tightly with the water of erosion. She didn't believe that Zhu Zhuqing would dare to attack her directly.

But things did not turn out as Zi Ji had expected. Zhu Zhuqing suddenly came over with a magical weapon in hand.

The Speed ​​Spirit Moon continued to split the Eclipse Water, and the Netherworld Air infected everything. In the blink of an eye, Zi Ji even felt that all of her body had been chopped up by Zhu Zhuqing. Before she had time to strengthen her defense, the golden light that could easily resist the Phoenix Flame was easily cut through like thin paper. Zi Ji and Zhu Zhuqing looked at each other coldly, and then Zhu Zhuqing disappeared again.

Zi Ji looked down at her perfect roundness, which seemed to be completely undamaged. However, when she touched it gently with her hand, a crack appeared on the armor that originally looked very solid, and purple blood was seeping out from it.

Zhu Zhuqing was already dozens of meters away from Zi Ji. In her eyes, this distance was just a matter of a moment, but because she was worried about Zi Ji's counterattack, she did not dare to get close to Zi Ji for the time being.

Not to mention that she also needs to relieve the restless divine power in her body and repair the scars all over her body. Breaking through Zi Ji's external defense is not without cost.

A smile appeared on Ziji's face, and she gently wiped away the flowing blood with her tender white fingers, which stained her hands in sharp contrast.

She casually placed her fingers in her purple lips and sucked them, feeling the power draining away from her body. Zi Ji became more and more excited, so excited that her body trembled slightly.

"Really? It almost killed me!"

Zi Ji turned her head to look at Zhu Zhuqing. Her excited eyes touched Zhu Zhuqing slightly, and she attacked Zi Ji again.

This time, without the obstruction of those hindering defenses, Zhu Zhuqing easily came to Zi Ji and cut wounds on her body one after another.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't dare to continue suppressing her. She still remembered Zi Ji's strange intuition vividly. If the other party hugged her and blew himself up before dying, even she would not feel good.

Blood kept splattering out from the wound, and in a blink of an eye, a pool of purple blood appeared under Zi Ji's body. At this time, Zi Ji seemed to have no power to fight back.

As Zi Ji's momentum declined, Zhu Zhuqing felt more and more uneasy. She could clearly feel that the source of her uneasiness was Zi Ji, but the soul beast's counterattack before its death still made her very wary.

She wanted to live, she wanted to live with her husband.

Zi Ji felt the pain from the wounds on her body, her eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and she looked like a purple rose drifting in the wind and rain, so pitiful.

Zhu Zhuqing stopped.

She no longer attacked Zi Ji, but stood quietly on the mountain, watching Zi Ji bleeding on the ground.

"What a shame, I thought you could actually kill me."

Zi Ji looked up at the small dot on the mountain. Under the dazzling sunlight, the small dot was dark.

Zhu Zhuqing was a little confused as to why the other party did this. Even if the soul beast had a strong blood-producing ability, it would suffer heavy damage if it consumed the blood in a short period of time.

But she knew that she would not do what the other party wanted her to do.

"Kitty, I want to bet my life with you!"

Zi Ji gently wiped the blood off her face and gave Zhu Zhuqing a charming smile.

(End of this chapter)