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

"Do you know who I am? How dare you do this to me!" The young man faced down, and every time he said a word, dirt would get into his mouth.

"Are you seriously ill?" Zhu Zhuqing resisted the urge to slap them to death. In the end, he couldn't help but kicked the young man on the shoulder. The shoulder collapsed directly, and the sound of broken bones was extremely clear.

"Ah!!!" It seemed that he didn't expect Zhu Zhuqing to be so cruel. Even if he cursed, he even kicked his shoulder to pieces. It wasn't until the pain command came to his mind that the young man screamed in pain.

"This is your punishment for your dirty words. Don't let me see you again." Zhu Zhuqing's words were filled with extreme chill, and wisps of black mist were faintly escaping from his body.

In an instant, more than [-] people were suppressed, and they were densely packed on the ground. There was no place to stay. Zhu Zhuqing had no choice but to step on the young man's body and continue to move forward.

Just when Zhu Zhuqing was about to remove the pressure, a golden eyeball slowly opened in the sky, and an indescribable feeling turned into light powder and fell. In an instant, the pressure exerted by Zhu Zhuqing was broken.

"Come on! That bitch is just a soul master. We also have soul masters! There are more than twenty soul masters. As long as you catch her, I will reward each of you with five hundred gold soul coins!" The young man's fear was dispelled. He didn't even care about his collapsed shoulders, pointing at Zhu Zhuqing and yelling.

There must be a brave man under a lot of money, not to mention a reckless man whose thoughts are influenced by the way of heaven.

"Ha." He smiled coldly, stretched his left arm, and the three purple and black soul rings flashed away. The messenger of hell merged into the body, and the black mist burst out. Countless negative emotions were like ants that penetrated everywhere, fighting for their lives. Like drilling into Zhu Zhuqing's body.

"Bite of the Dark Side." Raise your left hand, palm facing outward, and slowly close your fingers.

A huge dark red magic circle quietly unfolded, and the dark and ferocious tentacles were like preying pythons, tying everyone up in an instant.

"Sneaky thorns." He snapped his fingers gently, and densely packed black spikes like sea urchins burst out.

The thorn is the weirdest skill among all skills except for shadow escape. As long as the mental power is locked, no one can escape the attack of the thorn, even without mental lock. For example, in the current scene, a large area of ​​thorns is also very strange. Good attack method.

Zhu Zhuqing originally had the intention of killing him, but just when the thorns were about to take away more than twenty lives at once, Zhu Zhuqing's movements suddenly stopped.

"So you have such thoughts?" Listening to the vicious curses in his ears, Zhu Zhuqing raised a sarcastic smile. Even now, he was still cursing. Wasn't this a clear way to kill her?

"I really can't let you get what you want." The black mist converged, and the thorns shattered with the wave of his hand. The straight and well-proportioned jade legs took a step forward gently. This step was like stepping on the lake, with layer after layer of ripples. Spread outward.

"I just want to use you as test subjects." She has always had an idea, but she never had time to study it. Now she just has time and there are a group of obvious test subjects.

In order to prevent these experimental subjects from escaping, a small part of Zhu Zhuqing's mind controlled the bite of the dark side, while the other part controlled his mental power to meticulously integrate into the floating sea of ​​blood.

Until now, Zhu Zhuqing has not understood the characteristics of the movement technique "Blood Sea Drifting". Shadow Escape is just a small skill attached to it. So how terrifying is the real "Blood Sea Drifting"?

It is recorded in "The Floating Sea of ​​Blood" that once completed, it can transcend space and even time, and cause and effect can be broken in a thousand years.

With Zhu Zhuqing's intelligence, the skills that had long been in prototype were quickly fully unleashed. As a faint blood-colored fog emerged, three figures faintly appeared around Zhu Zhuqing.

The bloody fog is getting thinner and thinner, and the figures are getting clearer and clearer.

The exquisite figure, the flawless facial features as if carefully carved by God, even the height and dress are exactly the same.

Standing in the middle, Zhu Zhuqing held his chin and looked at the few around him, nodded with satisfaction, pointed his index finger at the frantically struggling crowd, and lightly opened his lips and said: "Destroy them."

"Yes!" Even the voices are exactly the same, but each has its own differences. For example, the one on the far left sounds very innocent and easy to deceive. He is constantly looking at the surrounding environment, just like a newborn.

The one on the right of Zhu Zhuqing was the one who carried out the order most seriously. His voice was cold and indifferent to life. Every time he took action, there would be blood. However, there was no killing due to Zhu Zhuqing's order.

Watching the three clones take action, Zhu Zhuqing also figured out the division of their strengths.

They all have 80.00% of their own power, but the martial soul cannot be possessed, but the soul skills can be used, the Death Scythe cannot be used, and the rest can be used.

To Zhu Zhuqing's surprise, these clones actually had their own way of thinking and personality traits. They were not familiar with clones without their own consciousness, which was actually better for Zhu Zhuqing.

Isn't this equivalent to having a few more sisters?

The last one to fall to the ground was the young man. His limbs were broken, his martial spirit was destroyed, and his mouth was blocked by a pair of smelly socks. This was all done by the clone with a relatively indifferent personality.

As for what he called the fourth son of the Chen family before he was deposed, Zhu Zhuqing didn't care.

Anyone who comes to cause trouble will be killed.

Walking on the road, in the pitiful eyes of the three clones, Zhu Zhuqing, who was reluctant to name them, named them respectively, No. [-] for the indifferent and cold personality, No. [-] for the quiet one, and No. [-] for the simple one.

As for the surname, of course it is Zhu.

"It's very vulgar." No. [-] commented on the name calmly.

"Yes." No. [-] and No. [-] nodded in agreement at the same time.

"Then you come." Zhu Zhuqing spread his hands.

"That's it." No. [-] reluctantly approved the name chosen by Zhu Zhuqing.

"This name is easy to remember." No. [-]'s tone of approval made Zhu Zhuqing a little embarrassed and he forced himself to quibble.

No. [-] said nothing, just looked straight at Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing showed a rare moment of strength and directly took the three clones into his body. He walked to the shade of a tree and his body directly blended into the shadow and disappeared.

When Zhu Zhuqing reappeared, he was already in a deserted mountain without any trace of human habitation. The incident just now wasted a little time. Normally, he should be practicing the god and demon purgatory energy long ago.

Sit cross-legged and let your mind work.

Zhu Zhuqing has been able to endure Zi Lei's prodding without changing his expression. Even so, there is still a long way to go before he can get started.

Zhu Zhuqing is very harsh on herself, even if she is not accompanied by Li Ming, she is still very cruel to herself, because she knows where her limits are, and the purgatory of gods and demons will not leave any hidden wounds on the body, which makes Zhu Zhuqing feel more confident about tormenting herself. .