Douluo: Beginning to kill Bibi Dong

Chapter 165: Slave of the Evil God ~ Zhao Ji

Three days later~

Waves of long shouts came from a mansion west of King Zhao's capital, loud and powerful, like an old cow roaring, echoing inside and outside the mansion.

In the garden of the mansion, a nine-year-old well-dressed boy was in a strange posture. He stood with his legs in front and back. He bent his body, grabbed the tendons of his thighs with both hands, and shook them suddenly. Suddenly, a force penetrated his thighs. Suddenly, his thighs It made a tense sound, like the sound of a bow string, which was extremely dull.

The young man quickly changed his hand and grabbed his calf, followed the same pattern, shook hard and then let go, pressed his stomach and pushed forward hard, taking a big step forward.

This series of movements is like a bull pushing out. It is a movement of the "Bull Demon Head Horn" in the Powerful Bull Demon Fist.

Gu Shengge watched from the side as Ying Zheng made another series of actions, coherent and powerful, without any sloppiness or pause.

In just three days, Ying Zheng had mastered the powerful Bull Demon Fist so well that he knew exactly what movements to make when he raised his hand.

Ying Zheng performed a powerful set of Bull Demon Fist. He felt that the muscles and tendons of his body's limbs, abdomen, chest, and back were all heating up. His whole body was full of power, as if he could kill a cow with one punch.

He relied on his mental power to condense the energy and blood flowing in his body into his fists. He stared forward, and with a long shout, he suddenly punched forward!

"Hi!!"

Suddenly the energy and blood flowed all over the body, and a fist force came out of the body, bombarding the front. There was a muffled sound, the air vibrated, and ripples continued.

And Ying Zheng also felt that after throwing this punch, the muscles all over his body were shaking, numbing, and constantly tempering every piece of flesh and blood on his body.

In just three days, Ying Zheng has reached the level of martial arts training, and this is all thanks to the pills Gu Shengge gives Ying Zheng every day.

"How does it feel."

Seeing Ying Zheng withdrawing his fists, Gu Shengge walked closer and asked him how he felt. Ying Zheng, who had reached the state of martial arts training, felt better than ever before. His body was full of strength. His muscles were no longer weak and his muscles were loose as before. Each foot contains hundreds of kilograms of strength, far more than a boy of the same age, and no worse than an adult.

Listening to Ying Zheng talking about his feelings, Gu Shengge nodded with satisfaction and took three jade muscle pills every day. He thought it would take him five days to reach the state of muscle training, but he didn't expect to reach it in three days. Not bad.

Moreover, just last night, Yingzheng Daofa reached the state of exiting the shell. His talent in Daofa is extremely good, which is related to his perseverance.

However, Ying Zheng did not come out of the shell rashly, but told Gu Shengge that the first time he came out of the shell under Gu Shengge's guidance, his soul wandered between heaven and earth, giving him an unprecedented experience.

"Teacher, when will I be able to travel at night?"

Compared to martial arts, Ying Zheng was more interested in Taoism. The experience of coming out of his shell was something that Ying Zheng would never forget. Unfortunately, the level was too low, and even with Gu Shengge's protection, he could not leave his body for more than a few meters.

Gu Shengge raised his hand and tapped Ying Zheng's forehead. A red mark instantly appeared on Ying Zheng's forehead. This kid wanted to run away without even knowing how to walk.

"You have just emerged from the shell and are thinking about traveling at night. It's too ambitious. Let's make your soul more solid and stable first. If it weren't for my protection last night, your soul that emerged from the shell wouldn't even be able to block the night wind. It was blown away.”

Gu Shengge opened his mouth and taught that not everyone can be protected when they emerge from their shells like Ying Zheng. Many cultivators were unprepared when they emerged from their shells, and their souls were attacked by external factors, causing their souls to fly away.

After listening to Gu Shengge's story, Ying Zheng was frightened for a while, but he was glad that he had the help of his teacher, otherwise he would have died.

What Ying Zheng visualized during his Taoist practice was the Nine Dragons of the Emperor. Gu Shengge spent 30 points of origin to visualize a purple emperor surrounded by nine dragons. The soul generated the imperial dragon energy, and was enveloped by the purple emperor energy. Invincible to all evils, supremely noble, suppressing all small and disloyal people.

When Ying Zheng meditates every night, the Purple Star is sensed, and the Purple Star light is projected to nourish and baptize his soul, so he can reach the level of being out of the shell in just three nights.

Not only that, Gu Shengge specifically asked the system to modify the appearance of the Ziwei Emperor based on Ying Zheng's future appearance. In fact, what Ying Zheng was visualizing was himself.

During this period of time, Yingzheng's temperament gradually changed, and there was a vague sense of royal majesty.

But he saw a jade flowerpot appearing among Gu Sheng's singers. The plants on it were all green jade. On the top of the plant, a flower with seven colors was slowly blooming. As the flower unfolded, the seven colors, It is also gradually transforming. It looks extremely gorgeous and exudes a strange fragrance, which is intoxicating.

Ying Zheng sniffed the tip of his nose slightly and inhaled the strange fragrance of the seven-color flowers into his body. He suddenly felt that the fatigue he had suffered from practicing boxing disappeared without a trace. He felt refreshed and he could feel his soul changing. You have to be more tenacious.

"This is the colorful green saliva. The aroma it emits can help your soul become more solid and powerful. You can put it in front of you every night when you meditate and practice, and absorb its aroma with your soul. This will ensure that you are not The dispersion caused by external interference can also make your soul stay in the outside world longer, absorb more Ziwei starlight, and create the Ziwei Emperor Soul."

Gu Shengge told Ying Zheng that he could not protect Ying Zheng every time he came out of his shell, so he bought a colorful green spirit tree from the system mall that was helpful to the soul.

When Ying Zheng heard this, he immediately showed joy and respectfully took the colorful green saliva with both hands.

"Teacher, I want to go out for a walk. I hope you will allow me."

After putting the colorful green spirit saliva away, Ying Zheng said. Gu Shengge nodded in agreement. As for what Ying Zheng was going to do, he could probably guess it. After all, he was still a child.

After receiving Gu Shengge's permission, Ying Zheng left the garden holding the colorful green spirit saliva.

And not long after he left, another figure appeared. It was Zhao Ji dressed in red. She looked even more beautiful and charming in red. Her beautiful face was painted with light makeup, and her red lips were so charming. Her eyes are full of spring, as soft as autumn water, and her pretty face reveals a sweet smile.

After three days of cultivation, the seeds of dark original sin in Zhao Ji's soul have blossomed, and the power of the evil god full of dark original sin has baptized her soul, rendering it Gu Shengge's color.

Gu Shengge walked up to Zhao Ji, looking at Zhao Ji's plump body with unscrupulous eyes, and reached out to touch Zhao Ji's beautiful and charming cheeks. They were white and soft, as smooth as jade, and felt excellent to the touch.

Zhao Ji's pretty face showed submission, enjoying Gu Shengge's caress. She had completely sunk into darkness and became a slave to the evil god.

"So cute~"

Seeing Zhao Ji's well-behaved appearance, Gu Shengge was very satisfied. Although his soul cultivation was only that of a ghost immortal and he had not survived the thunder tribulation, his soul strength was not weaker than the seven thunder tribulations.

The dark divine light enveloped the evil god's slave ~ Zhao Ji, disappeared in place, entered the Chensong Pot, and enjoyed her delicious taste.

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(Ying Zheng: My house was stolen~)

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