Walk around Douluo Dalu with the Naruto System

When Xue Qinghe closed his eyes and waited to die.

Behind him, a somewhat rude voice suddenly sounded, and then Xue Qinghe felt his waist tighten.

"Hey, hey, His Royal Highness, your desire to survive is not strong enough, so why don't you give up?"

Ye Zhiqiu, who appeared behind Xue Qinghe as Flying Thunder God, laughed and teased.

Just as Ye Zhiqiu's voice fell, Xue Qinghe sensed a slight vibration. At this time, the beam of light from the white tiger soul beast should have attacked, but he seemed to be fine?

Xue Qinghe opened his eyes with some doubts. For the first time, he didn't notice Ye Zhiqiu who was holding his waist. Instead, he stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

The white tiger's beam of light was so close to him that it seemed that he could reach it with his hand. He could even see that the space around the beam of light was distorted.

But the beam of light with such destructive power was blocked?

What blocked it was a purple giant with a height of more than 20 meters and covered with muscles.

The giant is holding a purple round shield in his left hand, and a purple sword-hilt-like thing in his right hand?

The beam of light spit out from the white tiger's mouth was blocked by this purple round shield. Whether it is the purple giant or the shield sword it holds in its hand, it is translucent and does not affect visual observation. The purple giant didn't seem to have much defensive power, but the beam of light spit out by the white tiger was blocked by something that didn't seem to have much defensive power. Except for a slight vibration, no trace of energy poured in. At this time, the giant Inside, it's like the safest place in the world.

Seeing Xue Qinghe's dull expression, Ye Zhiqiu raised the corner of his mouth.

Susanohu used to pretend that it was always so successful.

He is now using the third-stage Suzuo. Originally, the third-stage Suzuo thought that it would not be so easy to resist the attack of the white tiger soul beast like this.

But Susa's left hand held the eight-foot mirror, the strongest defensive artifact, which made the light beam attack against the next white tiger a little easier and duller.

That beam of light could not break the defense of the eight-foot mirror at all, except for the blasting Susanoo rising slightly in mid-air.

As for the hilt of the sword held by Susa's right hand, it is the hilt of the Ten-Fun Sword. When you don't want to use the Ten-Fun Sword to attack, it is in this form, not only the Ten-Fun Sword, but also the Eight-foot Mirror.

Both artifacts are in the form of energy, and the eight-foot mirror can be ever-changing, and can even be directly attached to Susanoo, but the defense of the eight-foot mirror will be weaker, like the current round shield. The form is the strongest defensive posture of the eight-foot mirror.

Xue Qinghe regained his senses in the sluggishness, and suddenly found that he was being hugged by that bastard. He had never been hugged so intimately when he was so big, and he suddenly struggled.

"Don't move, as soon as I let go, you will have to fall outside of Susanoo. Do you want to be smashed into slag by this white tiger blazing light wave?" Ye Zhiqiu leaned to his ear and whispered.

The two were so close that they could feel each other's breath, and a faint fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose.

"His Royal Highness, how come you, a big man, still use perfume? It's like a woman." Ye Zhiqiu controlled Susanenghu, and he didn't forget to make fun of Xue Qinghe.

The old lady was a woman

Xue Qinghe's face was dark, and although he did not dare to move his body, he sneered dissatisfiedly: "The Holy Son is really hidden, more than 70 levels say that he is more than 40 levels, but people are not old-fashioned. Very tricky, this ability to play the whole world with applause is really admirable."

Ye Zhiqiu said stunned, "When did I reach level 70?"

"The spirit real body has come out, so it would be boring for the Holy Son to pretend now." Xue Qinghe said with a frown.

Ye Zhiqiu rolled his eyes immediately, why did anyone who saw his Susaneng almost thought it was the real body of Wuhun?

Zao Wou-Ki was like this back then, and Xue Qinghe is like this now

The problem is that this is not the real body of Wuhun.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't know what his own martial soul would look like in the future.

But he knew that his spirit avatar could never be as simple as Susanoo.

"Before you come to a conclusion, first see the number of my spirit rings, and then consider whether I am the real body of the spirit." Ye Zhiqiu looked a little helpless.

"Also, I saved your life, His Royal Highness. The three conditions should be offset by one. This requirement is not too much."

At this time there is no danger, Xue Qinghe is not too panic, he turned with a little golden pupil, smiled inexplicably: "That's not good, I didn't ask you to save me, you can't save it yourself. a condition."

"Oh?" Ye Zhiqiu nodded knowingly, "Okay then, I'll throw you out, the three conditions for you to die are gone. I'll save my mind."

Xueqing River:

[Add 566 to the negative emotion value from Qian Renxue]

Xue Qinghe was startled when he noticed that the arm around his waist was loosened, bastard, are you really letting go?

Ye Zhiqiu squinted his eyes and smiled, his left hand tightened again, and he took Xue Qinghe back into his arms. He was having a good time, but he almost didn't scare Xue Qinghe's soul away.

Xue Qinghe thought that this bastard was going to throw himself out.

He turned his head and stared at Ye Zhiqiu fiercely, and said angrily, "Is it fun to play with me? Also before, you obviously can resist the attack of this soul beast, and you are still pretending to be there, isn't it particularly interesting to see me in a mess? ?"

Ye Zhiqiu tilted his head to think for a while, and then nodded affirmatively, "It's really interesting, eh, the main prince, you patronize and run, and you didn't ask me yourself."

[Add 566 to the negative emotion value from Xueqinghe]

Xue Qinghe's face was a little flushed. He was not ashamed of being held in Ye Zhiqiu's arms, but because of this bastard.

He was so pissed that it hurt.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still in the sky now, it is estimated that Xue Qinghe would have smashed Ye Zhiqiu's face with another fist.

The two people in the sky chatted happily, and the white tiger standing on the ground spraying the beam of light for a long time was tired and panting.

It was a little frightened in its pupils, what happened to this man, he suddenly became so big, it felt like he couldn't beat it. Among the soul beasts, although the strength is not divided by size, those with super large size will definitely not be weak.

The white tiger spirit beast has been spitting light, trying to spray the purple giant a little higher, it can also give itself a little more time to run if it falls down.

Yep, it's ready to run. After all, it has lived for so many years and is not stupid. The purple giant of his own White Tiger Lieguang Wave is so easy to pick up, why don't you run away and wait to die?