Douluo Auto Chess: Starting from Samsung Blue Silver Grass

Chapter 111 The Return
"Third Brother!"

Xiao Wu threw herself into Tang San's arms, her scorpion tail swaying, leaving tears of joy.

Tang San hugged Xiao Wu and said with a gentle smile, "Xiao Wu, don't cry. I'm fine. Before the soul ring is fused, I'm [-] to [-] percent sure. You don't need to worry about me."

In fact, Tang San was not as relaxed as he seemed. His meridians were now slightly tingling due to the pressure of the ten-thousand-year soul ring, and his mental power was also exhausted in the process of fighting against the remnant soul of the underground demon spider. With its vitality and tenacity, these can be restored to their original state.

Feeling the majestic soul power in his body, Tang San had no regrets. Just now, he opened more than a dozen meridians. Although they were small meridians, it also increased the upper limit of his soul power a lot.

If he hadn't taken the risk to absorb the ten thousand year soul ring, there would never have been such an opportunity.

"Xiao San, you must not be so pushy in the future. You were lucky this time. If it happens again, you may not have such good luck."

Yu Xiaogang interrupted the ambiguous atmosphere between the young couple, and the caring in his words made Tang San nod his head without refuting.

Liu Erlong rolled his eyes at Yu Xiaogang, this piece of wood was still so charming.

Flanders coughed, stood up and said, "Everyone is tired after a busy day. We will camp nearby to rest for the night and set off back to the academy tomorrow morning."

Everyone nodded, Tang San endured the stinging pain in his meridians and stood up, Xiao Wu helped him leave the poison array, the two of them cuddled together, whispering to each other about their affection.

The moonlight is bright and the green mist is misty.

Zhou Bo finally left, his fingers turned into sharp eagle claws, he tore a hole in the hard scales of the mountain swallowing python, and took out the snake gallbladder that was as big as a wheel.

This is a tonic for him to cultivate the power of qi and blood. I wonder if it is because the soul beast is derived from the dragon god. With the same cultivation level, the flesh and blood of the dragon and snake attributes provide a higher boost to qi and blood than other soul beasts.

As for the remaining python meat, Zhou Bo showed an expression of distress. The mountain-swallowing python was huge, and his storage soul guide was only a small four cubic meters in size. It couldn't even hold one percent of the mountain-swallowing python's flesh and blood.

He also wanted to rely on the flesh and blood of the ten-thousand-year-old mountain python to supplement his daily consumption.

But he didn't want to think that what troubled him was not how to hunt the soul beast, but how to take away this behemoth.

"Brother Zhou, do you want my help?"

Ning Rongrong saw that Zhou Bo seemed to want to take away the mountain-swallowing python, and there was still space in her storage soul guide.

"No need, there isn't much space in your soul guide. Don't get your favorite clothes dirty."

Zhou Bo refused directly.

Ning Rongrong was about to say that she could throw away her clothes and just buy them again.

Zhou Bo had already turned his head, pulled out a long knife, and began to peel off the skin of the black rock tiger and the jade-faced green lion, cutting them into sizes suitable for cooking.

Both have the size of an ordinary elephant, but there is not much meat that can be used. In addition, Zhou Bo is picky and even his own soul guide is not filled.

As for the mountain-swallowing python, Zhou Bo cut off some of the parts that contained the most soul power and threw the rest in the distant forest to prevent the smell of blood from attracting soul beasts.

"Get it done, these meats have enough energy to survive the competition."

After that, Zhou Bo will naturally find a place to practice. In short, he will not starve himself, let alone delay the cultivation of Qi and blood.

He shook his hand, his soul power vibrating slightly, knocking the blood off his hand.

"Fortunately, there is no air in the space soul guide, so the food will spoil much slower, otherwise I would have to find an ice attribute soul beast."

Zhou Bo decided to hire a few chefs after he returned to make jerky from the meat of several thousand-year-old soul beasts, so that he could replenish his physical strength at any time.

Zhou Bo then returned to his tent, meditated and practiced for an hour, and then fell asleep.The next day, golden light shone on the roof of the tent. Feeling the light, Zhou Bo opened his eyes.

Absorbing an ordinary ten-thousand-year soul ring did not improve his cultivation. After all, this time he did not break through the sixth ring, and the upper limit of his soul power was still the same.

However, he was not without gains. As he continued to use his self-created soul skills, Zhou Bo's fighting skills became more and more proficient, and he looked more like a battle soul master than a beast martial soul battle soul master.

Walking out of the tent, Liu Erlong was cooking porridge, and the fragrance overflowed.

Tang San wanted to practice the Purple Demon Eyes, so he got up very early. At this time, he had finished practicing and was helping Liu Erlong.

Seeing Zhou Bo walk out of the tent, Tang San said hello: "Zhou Bo, you're up. Come and have a bowl of porridge. We'll leave after everyone gets up."

Zhou Bo was not polite and stepped forward to serve a bowl of porridge. "This soul hunting is really leisurely. It feels like I'm on vacation."

With that said, he finished the rice porridge that had just come out of the pot in one gulp. The scorching temperature did not cause any damage to his stomach. Instead, the power of qi and blood was activated by this temperature, making Zhou Bo exhale hot breath.

Tang San twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at Zhou Bo's unharmed posture, the slight pride he felt in obtaining the ten thousand year soul ring completely disappeared.

The ten-thousand-year soul ring is nothing, the person in front of him is the monster. Xiao Wu has already told him that when he fused the ten-thousand-year soul beast, Zhou Bo killed three ten-thousand-year soul beasts in a row.

Xiao Wu also wanted Tang San to persuade Zhou Bo to do less killing, but unfortunately, Tang San knew that Zhou Bo's martial spirit meant that he would never give up the stronger spirit beast.

Under Tang San's complicated gaze, Zhou Bo slowly walked not far away and began to practice his marksmanship.

Just waking up in the morning is the time when your mental energy is most active, and it is the fastest way to hone your gun will.

However, the best way to hone your spear spirit is to fight against powerful enemies. This is also a necessary means to further condense the power of Qi and blood.

After calling it a day, Zhou Bo even looked forward to the day when a war broke out in the Wuhun Palace. Otherwise, if he challenged various soul masters wantonly, he might be slandered as an evil soul master.

"Come on, come on, there is also the Killing City. If only the soul power is sealed there, but not the power of my blood, I will be sure to escape unscathed there."

Zhou Bo has long had this idea. The Slaughter City is the best place to hone his combat skills, but after all, he does not have a Titled Douluo to protect him. If he wants to come out, the Slaughter King may not allow it.

With the power of Qi and blood, it was different. With his soul power sealed, at least Zhou Bo still had a way to escape by spending his cultivation gold coins.

"What are you thinking, so engrossed?"

Ning Rongrong tilted her head and approached Zhou Bo.

Zhou Bo came back to his senses, smiled and asked, "What do you think?"

"You're not thinking about me, are you?"

Ning Rongrong lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing her smooth, white and tender legs, and slowly spun around, her eyebrows arched.

"Hmm...is that right?"

Zhou Bo pondered for a moment, and finally, urged by Ning Rongrong's eyes, he nodded to satisfy Ning Rongrong's little thoughts.

Everyone packed up their things and rushed out of Sunset Forest.

All the members had the lowest level of fourth-ring Soul Sect cultivation, and everyone was very fast. Even the two people from the auxiliary department, under the supervision of Yu Xiaogang, their physical fitness did not drop, and they were able to endure a long journey for a day.

(End of this chapter)