Douluo's opening one dragon

I simply calculated with my hand whether Dengjiang was safe for this trip, and the result was good.

But she couldn't let it go, and she was a little preoccupied.

"Don't worry too much, otherwise, let's protect secretly with the past, you can see if it works." Gu Yuena said, holding Bailong's hand.

Through this near miss, their relationship has improved a lot.

The safety factor of Douluo World has been improved.

Hearing Gu Yuena's words, Bai Long nodded in agreement.

In the northern part of the Star Dou Great Forest, Deng Jiang's hood with white fluff was blown off by the wind, and he picked it up again, exhaling hot air.

"I hate snow." Deng Jiang sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Although the snow will not bring him any real harm, but when he sees the snow, he will always think of bad things.

Putting on the hood and walking for nearly 10 minutes, a small wooden house appeared in front of his eyes, with the reflection of flames in the windows.

Next to it is a forest with cypress trees.

He just took a look, and didn't choose to go in to rest. He stayed overnight and walked into the forest full of cypress trees. His first destination was in this forest.

The special black boots for snow and mountains create a big pit when you step on the ground. The forest is full of dangers, and there are countless hungry wolves in winter.

Especially in the world of soul beasts, the strength of wolves has generally reached more than ten thousand years. These are forbidden areas for ordinary people, but Deng Jiang doesn't care.

Take out a piece of dried beef from the space ring, and put it in your mouth.

A snow rabbit passed by. It was quite a rabbit. Deng Jiang stopped chewing beef jerky and showed a smiling face. The fresh and delicious food is a gift from nature.

Taking out the prey terminator, the emotions need to be vented, and Deng Jiang hit the cute little rabbit again.

It is said that the big bully the small and was bitten by a dog. Deng Jiang wanted to say, come and bite me. I lift my leg and kick it sideways.

As soon as he fell into the soul, the long-legged Snow Rabbit was captured by him, but where to put it became a problem. The space ring cannot be kept, for fear that it will affect the air in his own space ring. The mysterious woman, the water dragon king, The Fire Dragon King is still inside.

After thinking for a while, Deng Jiang took out the rope from the space ring, tied the four legs of the long-legged snow rabbit, tied it around his waist, and kept it first, and the snow rabbit's body quickly cooled down.

Hungry wolves want to get a share of the fresh smell.

"Want to eat?" Deng Jiang smiled at the wolves who didn't have any fluctuations in soul power.

Feared by Deng Jiang's beating, the wolves howled but did not dare to approach. Deng Jiang untied the snow rabbit from his waist and threw it out.

The leader of the wolf pack held a snow rabbit in his mouth, stared at Deng Jiang with green eyes for four or five seconds, and left with his little brother.

He took out the map again and held it in his left hand, and the bloody dagger in his right hand. He was holding it tightly, fearing that it would fall. Deng Jiang thought about moving forward, and the first target was nearby.

"bump!"

Like the sound of firecrackers exploding.

Deng Jiang's keen self-consciousness as a former professional assassin told him that it was the sound of a gun!

And the gun was pointed at him.

Hearing the sound of the gun being pulled, Deng Jiang knew that the next bullet was brewing. Hearing the long-lost mechanical collision sound, an unspeakable sense of familiarity came to his heart.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with gunshots in this world. He had experienced the mechanical white tiger before and thought about the structure of the world. When he was here, this world already existed.

Both belong to biology, and the progress of science and technology is nothing to be proud of. Maybe others are more advanced in science and technology.

In a hurry, he put away the map and turned the blood-colored transparent dagger in a circle in his hand to lock the enemy's position.

He didn't release the candles. The trees in this forest are too dense, and if they are not well controlled, it will be a forest fire.

Legs on the tree trunk, listening to the wind braided position, dodged a bullet, jumped to another tree, the toes slightly let the leaves move half a point.

The momentum was like a rainbow. In less than ten seconds, Deng Jiang had dodged twenty bullets. Behind him was a sea of ​​flames, and the snow melted quickly.

The blood-colored sword flashed across a tree, the tree fell, and a figure emerged, and Deng Jiang was greeted by the same white blade, and Deng Jiang dodged it with a dodge.

In the sky, two rays of light, one brown and one red, intertwined and filed back and forth. This happened hundreds of times, and then stopped.

The brown figure slammed into the tree, smashing five trees in a row before stopping the figure, and the parts of the gun in his hand were scattered all over the ground.

Deng Jiang's eyes caught the slot of the gun card part, and the sharp blade pried open the part used to fix it.

Looking at the burning forest behind him, countless animals and plants were screaming in pain. Deng Jiang's snow-white eyebrows frowned slightly. He couldn't bear to destroy it, so he deliberately didn't release the candle.

The brown figure frowned, threw away the butt of the gun in his hand, inserted the bayonet into the waistband of his trousers, and released his martial spirit.

Wuhun is a brown bear about five or six meters high with brown hair, and there are large and small yellow rocks floating on its surface.

yellow yellow purple purple black black black black black

The soul rings light up one by one, with the best ratio, and the aura of a 92-level Titled Douluo exudes.

If a knowledgeable person sees the brown martial spirit, he will be stunned. The fierce attack type martial spirit Meng Hunxiong has mutated, and the floating rocks outside have greatly improved its defense.

"Level 92 Titled Douluo, Martial Soul, Menghunxiong, Zhao Xin." After Zhao Xin finished speaking, before Deng Jiang introduced him, he released his real Martial Soul, the Voice of the Canglin.

The gigantic ferocious bear roared, the ground trembled, and a field spread out. Whether it was a Contra or a Titled Douluo, the strength of those in the field would be weakened by 50.00%.

In his heyday, Deng Jiang was only 50.00% strong in the battle, and he had great confidence in defeating his opponent.

Released his Ninth Martial Spirit, the ground trembled again, countless stones were mobilized by him to form a huge boulder the size of a small mountain, with red flames burning on the surface.

"Meteorite Fall"

He muttered in his mouth, and his eyes were full of confidence. Without any defense in his heart, Deng Jiang was already a dead man, and he had no chance of turning things around.

Will Deng Jiang die?Of course not, how could Zhulong die so easily? Deng Jiang kept watching without moving, because if he wanted to kill the enemy with one blow, he had to do it when the opponent was most proud and forgetful. The Terminator releases three arrows to attract attention.

"Just use your weak weapon to fight with me, boy, you are too naive." Zhao Xin said, controlling three stones and smashing the sharp arrow.

"Of course not." Deng Jiang didn't care about the meteorite in the sky, and using teleportation, his voice appeared behind Zhao Xin.

The assassin's action guideline is to be quick, accurate and ruthless, and the bloody dagger stabs at the back of Zhao Xin's cervical spine with the power of destruction.

Feeling the icy chill behind him, Zhao Xin's heart trembled. He used a rock to hold Deng Jiang's dagger, rolled over, and escaped the attack that would have been a fatal blow if there was no rock.