Douluo: I, Zhu Zhuqing, want to kill God!

"What did you just say?" Liming didn't hear clearly what Zhu Zhuqing said, but only vaguely heard a few words.

"No, you heard wrong." Zhu Zhuqing blushed and pressed her body tightly against Ming Ming's body, enjoying the back that was not warm and even a little cold.

"But……"

"Huh?" Zhu Zhuqing waved his fist in front of Liming, bit his lower lip and poked Liming's face with his index finger, his tone full of education. "If a girl says no, it means no. Don't ask further in the future, otherwise you will definitely regret asking."

Blinking his black eyes, he didn't understand why, but he wisely didn't ask. He bumped the soft body on his back, pursed his lips, and slowed down again.

It's different from the physical body that radiates heat at any time, but the dawn of the spiritual body has that faint coolness all over its body.

His cheek was pressed against the somewhat cold back, sleepiness came over him, his eyelids drooped, and he finally fell into a deep sleep.

The gentle breathing made Li Ming subconsciously step lightly, for fear that too much movement would wake up the sleeping kitten on her back.

As night falls, the bonfire sways in the breeze, and little sparks fly into the air before extinguishing. Stars are twinkling in the night sky, faint starlight is scattered, rustling insects and subtle sounds are made by the burning firewood in the flames.

After tearing off the steaming meat and putting it into his little mouth, Zhu Zhuqing, who was grinning from the heat, was still immersed in the meal without even raising his head.

The bright blood slowly slid down the corners of his clothes like water drops. Li Ming, who was leaning against the tree trunk with his eyes closed and silently acting as the background, opened his eyes and looked at Zhu Zhuqing who was working hard to cook. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly as a big wild boar appeared. In such a short time, Zhu Zhuqing had already eaten more than half of it.

After licking the oil stains from his fingers, Zhu Zhuqing burped with satisfaction, touched his slightly bulging belly, took out a spirit fruit from the spirit ring, took a bite, and said with satisfaction: "It feels good to eat and drink enough."

At this time, Zhu Zhuqing's contented look slumped on the grass was exactly like the Fat House in modern society. It would be more like the Fat House Happy Water in his hand instead of the spiritual fruit.

Zhu Zhuqing stretched out and squinted his eyes to count the stars. He suddenly remembered that he still had a question that he hadn't asked Liming yet, so he casually asked it while he had time. "A Ming, I feel like I can absorb the second soul ring. Let's go out sometime?"

There are no bottlenecks in practicing Yan Molu, and there are no prompts even after reaching level [-]. Zhu Zhuqing didn't even know that she could absorb the second soul ring. To be honest, she didn't even know what level she was.

"Then you have a good rest tonight, and we will go out to look for the soul ring early tomorrow morning." He tilted his head and looked at Zhu Zhuqing, blood flashing in the depths of his eyes. "It should be level 29, right?"

Even Liming himself is not sure. After all, there are too many differences in world levels. If it is divided according to the levels of his world, Zhu Zhuqing's current level is not yet in the foundation building, but in the stage between still being a mortal but having the qualifications to cultivate immortals.

Once the foundation is successfully established, the insurmountable barrier between mortals and immortal cultivators will be broken. However, it is not that simple to establish the foundation. It is estimated that Zhu Zhuqing's soul power level will reach around level [-] soul king after the foundation is established.

"29..." He repeated Liming's words softly and pinched his delicate chin.

After awakening the martial soul, I got the innate full soul power. Later, in order to better practice Yama Mo Lu and other immortal cultivation techniques, I used the force to swallow the soul power and successfully transformed Yan Mo Lu. It has been nearly a year now. The soul power level has also reached 29, but Zhu Zhuqing is not satisfied with this increase in strength.

No matter how much her strength improved, she felt it was not enough.

A drizzle began to fall in the sky, and the drizzle began to get heavier. A faint red light curtain enveloped the forest, firmly protecting Zhu Zhuqing in his sleep.

Blood surged all over his body, and even his pupils had a faint surge of blood. Leaning against the tree trunk, Li Ming closed his eyes.

As soon as the sky dawned, Zhu Zhuqing stretched out and stood up from the grass. He looked at Li Ming, who was resting against the tree trunk with his eyes closed, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The wind blew past my ears, as if someone was crying. The grass was up to my knees, and there seemed to be some small spirit beast running through it, rubbing against my calves. It was very uncomfortable. The trees on both sides gradually became more and more deserted.

Black mist filled the corners of her eyes, and she turned her head to scan her surroundings. When she looked in a certain direction, a thin layer of black mist on her body stirred slightly.

The shadows of the trees were mottled, and under Zhu Zhuqing's gaze, a tiger-like soul beast with a purple-black body and light blue stripes slowly walked over.

"Ghost tiger?" Staring at the tiger spirit beast, Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly. "No, the fur color of this spirit beast is lighter than that of the ghost tiger, and the markings on its body don't look like those of the ghost tiger."

The muscles all over his body suddenly tightened, and the chill spread directly from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai. Without any hesitation, Zhu Zhuqing's figure flashed forward and ran a distance away.

The moment she left, a huge purple-black tiger sprang out from under the shade of the tree. If Zhu Zhuqing had still stood where she was, the tiger's claws would have given her a chill.

"Mutated ghost tiger!" Martial spirits have mutated martial spirits, and soul beasts naturally have mutated soul beasts. Some soul beasts have subtle ancient bloodlines in their bodies, but there is a problem with the direction of evolution, mutations have occurred, and their abilities will be greatly improved. The body will also have characteristics that are different from the original race.

And this tiger spirit beast is a mutated type of ghost tiger.

"Roar!" After losing the chance to kill with one blow, the two mutant ghost tigers did not give up the attack. Purple-black light flashed on their bodies. One of the mutant ghost tigers rushed towards Zhu Zhuqing, while the other one retreated into the shade of the tree. down, blending into the shadows.

"Dance of Qianqi!" Thick blood burst out from the soles of the feet and spread to the whole body in an instant. The strength and speed instantly climbed to the extreme. The body leaned back to avoid the mutant ghost tiger that pounced. The body spun half a circle, a pair of white and tender The little hand grabbed the mutated ghost tiger's tail.

The veins on his arms bulged, and the mutated ghost tiger's huge body was lifted up and hit the ground again and again.

Smoke and dust billowed, and the mutated ghost tiger that kept smashing it whined and turned into blue smoke and dissipated.

A familiar feeling welled up in his heart. Zhu Zhuqing's face was calm, and he turned around and punched.

boom!

The mutated ghost tiger that had just poked out half of its body from Zhu Zhuqing's shadow was directly punched back into the shadow, and a small hole was made in its huge head by Zhu Zhuqing's punch.

"A new ability produced after mutation?" Zhu Zhuqing waved his hand and took a step back. His body melted like water and entered the shadow. Then a strange scene happened.

Obviously no one was standing in the sun, but the two shadows were flashing continuously, and the whine and roar of the soul beast could be faintly heard. One of the shadows suddenly expanded, and the huge body of the mutated ghost tiger was directly thrown out of the shadow. .

Landing with a crash, smoke and dust flying everywhere, the mutated ghost tiger trembled and tried to stand up, but fell down weakly.

Wielding a blood-red sickle, Zhu Zhuqing walked step by step towards the mutated ghost tiger who collapsed on the ground. The black dress on his body seemed to have been cut with a sharp blade, revealing a large opening.

"The mutated soul beast has more than one ability. It's because I'm ignorant." Zhu Zhuqing squatted down and looked into the mutated ghost tiger's eyes. "Sorry, I need to get stronger."

The sickle blade passed by, blood dripped, and the mutated ghost tiger's unwilling eyes gradually became distracted. Dots of dark purple gathered in mid-air, and a dark purple soul ring floated on the corpse of the mutated ghost tiger.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, black mist rolled behind him, a pair of blood-red vertical pupils slowly moved forward in the black mist, and finally rested on Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder.

Pulling the soul ring, at the moment when the soul ring was placed on Zhu Zhuqing's body, the earth shook, the originally bright sky instantly became dim, lightning tore the sky, and heavy rain poured down. Dongfang Yichen, who was dressed in blood, raised his head slightly, Look at the looming human face in the dim sky.

"Alien..." The sky roared, and the looming human face became more and more real. He stared at the dawn and slowly said these two words.