Douluo Zhang San's counterattack life

He was found? !

Zhang San suddenly trembled. He knew what it meant to be discovered now.

"Damn it! You're really here!"

A thin, black, middle-aged man wearing a black robe on his upper body and only pants on his lower body angrily came to Zhang San with a team of fully armed guards and a group of black robe believers.

"Hmm...? There are so...many...people?"

Barefoot, who was still immersed in the pain of lovelorn and unable to extricate himself, saw the formation around him and immediately held back his tears, and curiously asked Zhang San, who was sweating all over:

"Looking for...yours?"

"Uh...um."

Looking at the people who had completely blocked his retreat, Zhang San swallowed.

"Good boy! How dare you sneak up on me, take off my clothes, and pretend to be here for me?"

That's right, Zhang San still miscalculated the time for this soul sect to wake up. After he was knocked unconscious for the second time, he was only unconscious for less than half of Zhang San's expected time.

Although Zhang San's binding technique was very professional, the newly awakened man, a level 43 beast soul master, found himself unable to move, so he had to immediately struggle and call for help as best he could, and soon attracted people nearby to come to the rescue. .

The deacon who was attacked by Zhang San was very angry, especially when he was pulled out from under the broken car by his subordinates while he was almost naked and tied up.

In the strange sight of everyone who seemed to be suppressing a smile, he knew that the majesty he had accumulated over the years no longer existed.

At that time, he wanted to find a crack to get in immediately, but soon this feeling of shame and indignation turned into real anger, and he wanted to get his face back no matter what.

So this man summoned all the people he could muster to block Zhang San, who was pretending to be his identity.

"Come on! Capture him! He needs to be alive!"

The deacon got angry when he saw the stranger in front of him who was dressed almost exactly like him, and directly called on the Rakshasa cultists around him to take action.

"Uh!"

Zhang San saw the soul rings appearing on the bodies of the black-robed men. Although the soul master levels of these black-robed men did not exceed the third ring, Zhang San, who was well-informed, still panicked in his heart at this time. batch.

This is because he is still using the Thousand-Change Mask. After the Thousand-Change Mask becomes his martial spirit, although the transformation speed is faster and the difficulty is lower, it also prevents him from using his most effective form in disguise. The fighting spirit of the ghost dragon.

And it is not that easy to cancel the disguise state. Unlike other ordinary martial arts that disappear as soon as they are collected, the change of the Thousand-Change Mask truly allows Zhang San's body to transform into another person, rather than a simple illusion. .

Although this change effect can make Zhang San's disguise difficult to see through, it is also more cumbersome to undo.

Therefore, Zhang San, who was currently in disguise, had basically no room to fight back when faced with the swarming Rakshasa cultists. He was directly captured by two second-level soul masters before he jumped a few times, and was escorted to the thin black deacon. in front of.

"Ha! Who sent you? The Wuhun Palace? How dare you?"

The dark and thin man sneered and stretched his hand towards the mask on Zhang San's face, wanting to see Zhang San's true face.

"Huh?! You?"

As a result, after he took off the wooden mask on Zhang San's face, he was stunned when he saw the face under the mask that looked exactly like his own.

The surrounding Rakshasa cultists and guards were also stunned. After all, Zhang San looked almost exactly like the thin black deacon in front of him. The two of them were like twin brothers.

"Roar!!"

Just when Zhang San and this dark and thin man were exchanging "look at me, I look at you", a deep beast roar interrupted the weird atmosphere on the field.

"Step aside!"

The Barefoot roared and moved its four legs, knocking over the guards and Rakshasa cultists in front of it, and then rushed towards Zhang San with an indomitable momentum.

The two great soul masters turned around and saw the giant Barbarian Beast rushing towards them. They immediately panicked and let go of Zhang San, who was holding them, and shouted in a panic:

"Whoa!! Let's go!"

"The soul beast went berserk!!"

Zhang San, on the other hand, was picked up by the Barefoot Beast with its horns and thrown onto its broad back, and then he headbutted the thin black man in front of him who had just activated his martial spirit and flew away.

Then the Barbarian Foot beast carried Zhang San on its back and ran rampant through the crowd, unstoppable. The guards and Rakshasa cultists quickly restored order. They gathered in formation and finally stopped the Barbarian Foot beast's collision, without any injuries. After flying a few people, the Barefoot realized that it could not escape by taking the right path and crashed directly into a wall, causing gravel to fly. It was stunned to use brute force to carve a way out.

Although this barbarian beast has been domesticated for many years, the wild nature of the soul beast is engraved in its bones.

Moreover, the beast under Zhang San's crotch is a thousand-year-old soul beast no matter how you say it. Ordinary three-ring soul sects cannot stop it at all. Four-ring soul sects also have to look at their strength and generally have to avoid the edge temporarily.

Of course, whether it is a thousand-year soul beast or a ten-thousand-year soul beast, it does not mean that the soul beast has really lived so long, but that the cultivation level is calculated based on one year of normal cultivation. Some soul beasts were born in the cave heaven paradise with rich spiritual energy. , maybe the spiritual energy of heaven and earth absorbed in one day is as much as ten days elsewhere, and the growth rate will naturally be very fast, and the calculated year will not be accurate.

This wild-footed beast was domesticated by the Rakshasa Cult from an early age and quickly developed using secret techniques and medicines for daily labor. Of course, it can also be used as a fighting force in wartime.

Therefore, although this Barbarian Beast is considered to be a thousand years old in terms of size and strength, it is normal for its actual age to be far less than that.

"Brother Daman, thank you so much! Without your help, I would have been doomed."

However, this barbarian beast, which had been trained by the Rakshasa Cult for decades, went out of his way to fall out with the Rakshasa Cult just for Zhang San who had only met for a few hours. How could Zhang San not be moved?

"Well...helping...friends...should...should..."

Brutefoot responded awkwardly.Herbivorous soul beasts like Barbarian Foot, which are inherently gentle, don't have complicated thoughts.

Whoever helps you is your friend.

When a friend is bullied and is in danger, it’s time to help.

As for the consequences?

With its clumsy and reckless mind, Barefoot probably never thought about it.

Now it just wants to take its friend Zhang San, who has helped it, away from these dangerous humans as soon as possible.

However, things will not go so smoothly.

"Hurry up! Don't let them get away!"

The furious, thin black man ignored his image, took off his black robe, wore only his underpants, and used his martial spirit "Man-eating Vulture".

After being possessed by the martial spirit, the thin black man's arms turned into a pair of wings, and his body was also covered with feathers. Then he fluttered his wings and flew after Zhang San, a man and a beast... …