Douluo's blast also has a way back

"This is... a map? Where is the map?"

Mo Zhu looked at the incomplete pictures on it and fell into deep thought.

He knew some of the map of Douluo Continent, but there was no place that matched the mountains on the map.

Forget it, don't think about it.

Sleep, sleep, your life is important.

The next day, Zhu Zhuqing surprisingly didn't knock on his door early in the morning to come for training.

She must have been hurt yesterday.

Mo Zhu thought to himself and felt melancholy. He didn't want to fight alone, otherwise he wouldn't have told Hu Liena about it and asked her to tell her teacher Bibi Dong.

Zhu Zhuqing is a special being to Mo Zhu. He doesn't want to put her in danger. As long as she follows Tang San through the plot, she will definitely become a second-level god in the future, and then live a life with Dai Mubai in the God Realm. A life without shame.

However, did that guy Dai Mubai give up on the little wildcat? Why did he start running towards the hook fence?

Zhu Zhuqing's life has been smooth sailing. There is no need for him to wade through this muddy water. Not only is the future uncertain, but it is also hard to say whether he will be able to protect him.

Therefore, if possible, he felt that he would not let the people around him get involved in this war that did not exist in the original work.

After Mo Zhu got up, he went to find Flanders after doing morning exercises. After talking with him, he walked towards Soto City alone.

If you want a map of the entire continent, there is no map in the village next to Shrek Academy. You have to buy it in the town.

However, halfway through, a murderous intention suddenly fell from the sky. Mo Zhu quickly started to wear dragon armor, and golden light instantly covered the surface of his body.

moo—

As the cow brayed, the bloody bull's head suddenly appeared in front of Mo Zhu. The strong impact knocked Mo Zhu dozens of meters away on the spot, leaving long scratches on the ground with his two feet.

"Boy, hand over the things and I will spare your life." Wu Mie said gloomily, staring at Mo Zhu with a ferocious expression.

The corner of Mo Zhu's mouth curled up, "Not dead? Wait and see who will die later, Dean! Take action!"

As soon as Mo Zhu finished speaking, an eagle's cry echoed through the sky from the woods, and then a figure passed by at extremely high speed and rushed towards Wu Mie.

Wu Mie was stunned for a moment, the third soul ring on his body lit up, and he quickly activated his third soul skill: Immovable as a Mountain.

The phantom of a red bull enveloped Wu Mie, and immediately the ground beneath Wu Mie's feet sunk, and the whole person stood there like a mountain.

bang——

Flanders and the Red Bull Phantom collided, causing a huge shock wave.

Flanders was not good at strength competition. The moment he touched the opponent, he quickly escaped from the opponent's attack range and flew into the air.

Immortal's face suddenly turned pale after being hit head-on by Flanders.

He is just a level 60 soul emperor. In front of a level 78 soul saint, even if he has the advantage of a powerful attack type soul master, he will be ineffective in the face of the gradually increasing soul power level.

Immortal glared angrily at Mo Zhu, who had a calm face in the distance. He hated this kid with all his heart at the moment.

If he hadn't stolen his sheepskin bag yesterday, he would have left here long ago.

There are important items in the sheepskin bag that cannot be lost. This is a mission that I finally bought from the Diamond Bishop.

Once you fail, the only thing waiting for you is death.

bet! !

Black lotus, open!

Immediately, the clothes on Immortal's upper body were shattered by the tyrannical soul power, revealing his majestic muscles.

I saw that the black lotus on his left arm was emitting black light, as if it was alive. The petals began to bloom, and wisps of black energy seeped out from the stamens and covered the entire body.

boom!

A trembling sound like a drum sounded from Immortal's body, and then his body expanded several times. His height of about 1.8 meters suddenly grew to three meters, and his muscles bulged like rocks.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!”

Power surged from his arms, and his immortal expression showed pleasure, but soon, instead of attacking Flanders, he turned into a black afterimage and rushed towards Mo Zhu.

"Mo Zhu, be careful!!"

Flender's pupils shrank and he quickly flew towards Mo Zhu.

The moment Wu Mie set out, Mo Zhu had already sensed the danger. He could have avoided it in advance, but he didn't.

He needs oppression, needs to wander between life and death, and needs to break the shackles of domineering power.

Mo Zhu stared at the golden eyes, and fresh blood continued to gush out from Dragon Furnace's heart and flow into his limbs and bones.

Due to the rapid flow of blood, the surface temperature of his skin increased and a layer of red appeared. The strength of muscles and bones, and the integration of spirit and body, reached an unprecedented level at this moment.

"Die!"

Immortal punched out violently, the red light flashed on it, the killing intent was awe-inspiring, and the power was so powerful that even the space shook slightly.

"Mo Zhu! Get away!!"

Seeing that he had no time to stop him, Flanders shouted quickly.

"late!!!"

Wu Mie grinned ferociously and dropped his huge fist towards Mo Zhu's head.

"I saw it."

Seeing that it was about to hit Mo Zhu's head, Mo Zhu unexpectedly predicted it in advance and quickly hid back.

A fierce fist wind blew in front of him, Mo Zhu remained calm in the face of danger, his golden eyes revealed an almost ruthless calmness.

"what!!"

Wu Mie looked stunned, he... dodged!

"It's my turn."

Mo Zhu focused all the golden light from his body on his arms, and in the blink of an eye, his arms turned into golden dragon claws. The scales were layered and well-proportioned, and the claws were sharp and ferocious, just like the claws of a real dragon.

boom--

The dragon's claw slapped Immortal's chest, like hitting an ancient clock. The dull sound rang out in circles, followed by a tingling sensation in his arm.

Still not working?The difference in soul power is too big, Mo Zhu secretly thought.

However, his purpose has been achieved.

"The third soul skill: cutting technique."

The slender bamboo suddenly shot out from the center of the palm, almost indiscriminately shooting into the immortal's chest, and then the bamboo exploded in the immortal's body.

Suddenly, two or three sharp bamboos glowing with ink-colored light pierced out from Bu Mie's back, and blood splattered everywhere.

Ordinary bamboo may not be enough to penetrate the immortal body. The gap in soul power between the two is there, and it is an insurmountable ditch.

Therefore, Mo Zhu had activated his martial spirit's state of cutting everything off long beforehand.

Bu Mie spit out blood and frowned. Years of fighting experience made him quickly grab Mo Zhu's arm, and then punched Mo Zhu in the chest.

bang——

Mo Zhu flew dozens of meters upside down and turned several somersaults on the ground before stopping.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and bits and pieces of blood fell on the ground. Mo Zhu covered his chest covered with armed domineering energy, and couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.

Fortunately, he had strengthened his body with the essence and blood of the ancestral dragon, otherwise he would have died just now.

"Dean, kill him, don't let him leave alive!"

Mo Zhu suddenly shouted loudly, and Flender recovered from the shock, flapped his wings, and started fighting with Immortality at absolute speed.

Not long after, the exhausted Immortal was killed by Flanders.

Flanders is already stronger than Immortal. Even if Immortal activates the Black Lotus, his strength will only be improved by a large level. Compared with the level 78 Soul Saint, it is still not enough.

Moreover, Mo Zhu had told Flanders some precautions about fighting the evil soul master beforehand, so that Wu Mie could not seize the opportunity to devour Flanders' blood or soul.

To put it simply, it means being kited all the time, being kited until death, whether you feel uncomfortable or not.

What's more, he is already injured and is easier to kill.

After Immortal's death, the black lotus came to life again, only this time it was self-immolation.

The black flame burned like ink and turned into a pile of ashes in a few seconds.