Douluo: Lucky Star lost 700 games in a row at the beginning, and the harvest

When the three women saw Tang San and the others, they were also slightly stunned. Is it such a coincidence?

"Your Highness, this Nether Spirit Cat is over 1700 years old and has the same martial spirit as Miss Zhu Zhuqing. It is very suitable for Miss Zhu Zhuqing in terms of both matching and compatibility."

Qianjun Douluo stroked his beard and said with a smile.

Zhu Rong also nodded. His martial soul was the same as the soul beast. It was perfect for him to absorb the soul rings dropped by the soul beast.

Perhaps the soul skills produced are not as good as those produced by some powerful soul beasts, but they are definitely the most suitable.

"Zhu Qing, how about this Netherworld Spirit Cat?"

Zhu Rong said to Zhu Zhuqing. As for Tang San and the others? Who cares what they do?

This old man, who was in his sixties, was hired by Dai Mubai at a high price. They did not dare to go to the Star Forest, so they could only try their luck in the Sunset Forest.

This Netherworld Spirit Cat is not compatible with Ru Meng's martial soul. What he needs is a soul beast with spiritual power attributes.

However, soul beasts with spiritual power attributes are extremely rare.

The Soul Emperor they invited was a little impatient, so he chose the Netherworld Spirit Cat with dark attributes.

Ru Meng's Weird Butterfly Martial Spirit, in addition to its spiritual power attribute, also has a dark attribute, which is considered to be a suitable attribute...

"Ok!"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded. This Netherworld spirit cat was quite suitable for her.

After seeing Zhu Zhuqing nod, Zhu Rong didn't make any move. Ju Douluo's eyes lit up. His chance had come!

Without saying a word, he walked towards the battle group.

Tang San, Rumeng, and Dai Mubai were all very unhappy at this moment. This invited Soul Emperor didn't want to contribute at all!

But he was a powerful Soul Emperor, and the three of them didn't dare to say anything. They could only deal with the Nether Spirit Cat by themselves. If this Soul Emperor had taken action, they would have captured this thousand-year-old Nether Spirit Cat long ago.

Dai Mubai looked a little dazed. When he saw the Nether Spirit Cat, he remembered his hair.

What he didn't know was that his previous thoughts were wrong, and now, his thoughts were correct.

"Damn you Zhu Zhuqing! When I become the crown prince, I will definitely deal with your Zhu family, as well as you and Zhu Rong! Just wait!"

Dai Mubai thought with some indignation.

At this moment, Tang San and others saw Ju Douluo walking slowly towards them.

Ju Douluo had seen Tang San and his companions before. They were the ones who had fought with Hu Liena and the other two at the Soto Soul Fighting Arena.

What made him feel strange was Ru Meng. Wasn't this person's martial spirit shattered and seriously injured? How long had it been? Not only did he recover as before, but his strength seemed to have improved even more!

Strange, really strange! But now is not the time to think about it.

"Little kid, I have my eyes on this Netherworld Spirit Cat! Get lost!"

Ju Douluo's voice was a little hoarse and sharp, and didn't sound normal.

As he said this, Ju Douluo mobilized his own soul power and pressure, attacking the few people and the thousand-year-old Netherworld Spirit Cat.

The sudden pressure, in just a moment, Tang San and the others and the Nether Spirit Cat fell into the ice cave.

Tang San, Dai Mubai, Ru Meng: ...

What the hell is going on? What the hell is going on?

Go to the outskirts of the Star Dou and meet Soul Douluo-level strongmen and terrifying ten thousand year soul beasts!

I came to the Sunset Forest and was about to hunt a soul beast, but I ran into an unknown strong man!

The other party didn't even release his martial spirit, and suppressed them with just his aura...

"???"

Tang San, Ru Meng, and Dai Mubai also came back to their senses at this time, and saw Zhu Rong and others not far away. They suddenly understood why this Nether Spirit Cat was snatched away.

"Damn it! Zhu Rong! It's you again!" ×3

Ju Douluo ignored Tang San and the others and walked towards the Nether Spirit Cat on his own.

As for the Soul Emperor, he was trembling in fear and didn't dare to make a sound.

As soon as the other party showed his soul power, he knew that he was definitely no match for him. Besides, there was no need to fight for a few gold soul coins...

When the Millennium Netherworld Spirit Cat saw Ju Douluo walking towards it, its soul beast instinct made it explode.

It is definitely no match for the human in front of it!

I wanted to escape, but my limbs wouldn't obey me.

Yue Guan seemed not to feel threatened. He came to the Nether Spirit Cat, grabbed Fate by the scruff of the neck and lifted it up.

Then he walked towards Zhu Rong on his own.

"Damn it!"

"Zhu Rong! You are going too far!"

When Yueguan walked to Zhurong's side, Tang San roared with his eyes blazing.

This was the spirit ring belonging to his girlfriend, Tang San. How could he not be angry when it was taken away just like that!

Hearing this, Zhu Rong didn't say anything. Ju Douluo's figure flashed and came in front of Tang San.

Holding the Millennium Netherworld Spirit Cat in his right hand, he slapped Tang San with his left hand!

With a "bang", Tang Fozu had no time to react and flew backwards.

This slap made Tang Fozu fly about ten meters before he fell heavily to the ground.

"Boom..."

At this time, Tang Fozu's head was buzzing, his right face was swollen, and five fingers were printed on it.

Dai Mubai and Rumeng subconsciously took two steps back and stared at Yue Guan. His speed was too terrifying. If he wanted to kill them, it would probably take less than two breaths, right?

"Tang San, ah Tang San, why are you so forgetful?"

Zhu Rong shook his head, walked over with a few people, and said without changing his expression.

Yue Guan just used a little force, and by now, Tang Fozu's head should have been gone. It's not as simple as flying away!

"Please spare my life, sir! Please spare my life! I have nothing to do with them!"

Seeing this, how could the Soul Emperor who was over sixty years old not know what was going on? He could call out Tang San's name and say those words. If this wasn't a grudge, then what was it...

Without even thinking, the Soul Emperor begged for mercy.

"Go away, it's none of your business."

Zhu Rong waved his hand and spoke to the Soul Emperor who was kneeling on the ground with tears in his eyes.

"Yes, yes! Thank you very much, sir. Thank you very much, sir!"

The Soul Emperor's eyes lit up. He had never thought that he would be let off so easily! He was really pleasantly surprised!

Without further ado, he thanked her and ran out of the Sunset Forest.

But in his heart, he remembered Tang San and the others. It was because of them that he almost died!

After this Soul Emperor left, Zhu Rong...

Chapter 182 Tang San Loses His Right Arm Soul Bone

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Tang Fozu covered his face, his eyes filled with hatred.

This old guy who looks neither male nor female actually dared to hit Tang Fozu!

"You have a way to kill yourself!"

Tang San secretly took note of it in his heart. Regarding the provocation just now, he didn't think he had done anything wrong.

But this old guy bullies the weak!

If he reaches this age, his soul power level will definitely be higher than this old guy.

It would be unworthy of a gentleman not to take revenge...

Tang San's mind was buzzing, and he didn't know where he got the strength from, but he stood up tremblingly.

"You, do you dare to bet with me?"

"???"

When these words were spoken, everyone was filled with questions.

Zhu Rong even looked at Tang San with a strange look... This guy is really interesting!

Do you dare to bet with me?

This is the most unsolvable ability throughout the entire text!

No matter how smart the opponent is, no matter how strong the opponent is.

As long as Tang San says this, his opponent will definitely bet with him, and Tang San will definitely win!

This has the same effect as the phrase "Fellow Taoist, please stay."

"Boy..."

Without waiting for Ju Douluo to attack again, Zhu Rong waved his hand and said.

"What are you gambling?"

After hearing this, Ju Douluo didn't say much. After looking at Tang San with disdain, he returned to the team carrying the Nether Spirit Cat.

"Let's bet on this Nether Spirit Cat. If you win, the Nether Spirit Cat will be yours. If I win, return the Nether Spirit Cat to us and apologize to us!"

Tang San raised his right hand, pointed at the Netherworld Cat in Ju Douluo's hand, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

After saying this, Tang San observed the expressions of Zhu Rong's party.

After about two minutes, Tang San found that Zhu Rong's side did not react at all, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

If the other party did not gamble with him, Tang San, and directly killed the Nether Spirit Cat, he would be helpless!

What should I do? What should I do? For a moment, Tang San was a little panicked.