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

In the night, Flanders was beaten by Zhu Zhuqing until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but he was the Soul Saint after all, and when he found the opportunity, he broke away from Zhu Zhuqing's violent fist.

Faintly, Flanders felt an invisible force blessing his body. The originally depleted soul power was instantly replenished, and even the hidden injuries in his body showed signs of improvement.

Zhu Zhuqing narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the sky.

With a slight lift of his left hand, the disappeared blood-colored sickle reappeared in Zhu Zhuqing's hand. The eyes he looked at Flanders were no longer as cold as before, but filled with overwhelming anger.

The look in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes was like looking at the enemy who killed his father, wishing he could be cut into pieces with a thousand knives. Flender's expression suddenly became very bad, and he remembered the pain from the punches to his flesh.

"The way of heaven." The unfamiliar words made Flanders stunned for a moment, and then a bloody giant scythe struck at his neck without any emotion.

His scalp went numb, and his wings dodged the sickle swung by Zhu Zhuqing.

"Girl Zhu, is this too much?" Flanders looked a little ugly and shouted at the crazy girl.

"Use all your strength." Zhu Zhuqing uttered six words coldly, and his figure flashed like a flying butterfly in the night, and the sickle in his hand slashed at Flanders mercilessly.

"It's like this, I'm not polite!" The wings vibrated, and the sharp eyes like an eagle burst out with golden brilliance. "The seventh soul skill, Cat Eagle True Form!"

The wings that were originally only about one meter suddenly extended to nearly five meters. The body was wrapped in a layer of golden halo, forming a golden feather coat. Even the face of the shoes was covered by a golden cat face mask, and it became a golden giant. owl.

"You don't know the difference between Soul King and Soul Saint!" Flanders roared, feeling the surge of power and speed in his body, he swooped down and launched the most violent attack in history towards Zhu Zhuqing.

Eyes without any white eyes stared at Flanders, who was swooping in. When the Dance of Ganqi started, the bloody clothes on his body burned like flames, veins popped up on his arms, and unprecedented anger filled his heart.

The bloody light on the sickle echoed the bloody light on Zhu Zhuqing's body. The sickle slashed hard at Flanders. This time, there was no hold back. Zhu Zhuqing had a rare intention to kill.

Heaven!

Clang!

As soon as he touched it, his arms were numbed by the powerful recoil, and his body took half a step back uncontrollably. His black eyes stared at Flanders, and the blood on his body became a little richer.

After being amplified by Tiandao, Flanders' strength is even stronger than at full state!He even vaguely touched the threshold of level 79.

"The fourth soul skill, seek to kill!" Flanders' eyes flashed with interest, he spread his arms, and the feathers turned into blades, attacking Zhu Zhuqing.

In the night, a man dressed in blood was like a bloody sun in the darkness. He slowly raised his left hand, and terrifying mental power exploded instantly. A mysterious magic circle spread out in all directions with Zhu Zhuqing as the center.

A series of dark and ferocious tentacles stretched out from the magic circle, and the cold feathers were shattered into soul power by the dark and ferocious tentacles. Then, like a poisonous snake smelling its prey, it pounced on Flanders in the sky.

"F*ck! What the hell is this!" Flender's expression changed. The tentacles were all spiked, and even if they were touched, they would probably cause a few wounds!What's more, these tentacles are definitely not that simple!

In a hurry, the fifth soul ring lit up, and with a sharp cry, layers of sound waves hit the ferocious tentacles flying towards them like waves.

Flender's face looked ugly. The successive blows made him feel very tired. He clearly wanted to admit defeat, but there was a strange force that prevented him from admitting defeat, as if his life had been controlled by others for a long time.

Flanders realized that whether he was a Soul Saint or a Soul King, there didn't seem to be much difference in the eyes of that girl.

"Sneaky thorn." The magic circle under his feet dissipated, and Zhu Zhuqing pointed at Flanders from a distance, the cold light in his black eyes becoming more intense.

The hair on his head stood on end, and he felt something locked onto him at that moment. Just when the power reached its peak, Flanders' figure dodged the lock of that power in a blink of an eye.

呲呲呲!

Strange spikes grew out of the void, each one emitting a long cold light.

Flanders's spirit suddenly became trance-like. His body seemed to be out of control and he raised his hand. Countless feathers attacked like sharp knives. Flanders was like a bystander watching "him" and "him". The battle between Zhu Zhuqing.

Sensing the changes in Flanders, he stared at "Flender" with white-less eyes, and a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Heaven? It's really disgusting." The blood-colored clothes swayed gently with the breeze, and the blood color became more intense as he waved the sickle in his hand, and the strong killing intent was revealed without any concealment.

"I have already arranged a beautiful destiny for you ants, why should you listen to the temptations of outsiders?" Tiandao Flanders walked down step by step like stepping on a staircase. "You can't escape fate. Even the outsider in you can't escape the tragic fate. Do you want to be like him?"

"You have to endure being crushed by fate, endure a thousand times more pain, and have no reincarnation in eternity before you regret it?" Tiandao Flanders stopped less than five meters in front of Zhu Zhuqing and said coldly.

"I won't listen to your ploys. I will only do what I think is right, even if my body is broken to pieces." Zhu Zhuqing did not restrain his murderous intention.

"The person in your body did the same thing before. He fought against fate and was shattered into pieces, leaving only a remnant soul wandering around the world." Tiandao Flanders put his hands behind his back, his voice unchanged, as if everything was under his control. among. "Why are you so stubborn? Mortal."

"Ha." Zhu Zhuqing smiled coldly.

"What's so funny about this?" Flanders frowned slightly.

"Is everything about me arranged by you? I can feel that my destiny line is very bumpy in the process but happy in the end, but that is not what I want." Zhu Zhuqing said sternly: "I am not someone who arranges your destiny at will. Doll! I am Zhu Zhuqing! Zhu Zhuqing has his own destiny and his own character!"

"I have my own way! Even if I die and my soul is scattered in the process, I will have no regrets!" Holding the sickle tightly, blood boiled.

"Looking for death?" Tiandao Flanders stared at Zhu Zhuqing, but had no intention of taking action. He seemed to be afraid of something.

"God! If you hurt my A Ming, sooner or later I will tear you apart completely!" Zhu Zhuqing could not control his emotions at all, and his black hair was flying in the blood.

"Your Armin? Ha." Tiandao Flanders narrowed his eyes and said disdainfully: "You don't know what he has been through, why do you think he is yours?"

"There is no reason. Even if I don't know what he has experienced, he is still my Amin." Zhu Zhuqing suddenly regained his composure.

"You will regret it sooner or later, Zhu Zhuqing." Tiandao Flanders said Zhu Zhuqing's name very strangely.

"No regrets." Zhu Zhuqing said firmly.

The power of Tiandao began to dissipate rapidly. Before Tiandao left, he gave Zhu Zhuqing a disdainful look and left an inexplicable word. "Human beings are always like this. They mistakenly think that what they see with the naked eye is real. In fact, real is fake."

puff.

Flender's body went limp, and he collapsed directly on the ground, unconscious.

The blood color subsided and the night dissipated. Zhu Zhuqing stood motionless, his beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and he began to call out the name of Dawn in his heart.

She just felt the breath of dawn again, and it disappeared in just a moment.

Shao Xin, who was not far away, ran over when he saw this. He stared at the two people who were standing and paralyzed. After a long time, he said angrily: "Um, Zhu Yatou, you didn't do anything to Flanders, did you?"

"No." Zhu Zhuqing shook his head. "He fainted while chatting."

Zhu Zhuqing did not lie, he indeed left chatting about Heaven, and then Flanders fainted.

"You didn't knock him out?" Shao Xin said in surprise: "He was still knocked out by you? How vicious did you have to be to knock Flanders out?"

Zhu Zhuqing wanted to explain, but didn't know how to explain. In the end, he could only run away to practice.

"Damn it, if you can make this old guy Flanders faint, I'm going to find Zhu Yatou to learn from it. If Flanders doesn't pay his salary in the future, I'll make him faint and then get his salary!" Shao Xin pooped. He desperately asked Zhu Zhuqing for advice and did not care about Flanders who was fainted by "angry".