Douluo first-level innate soul power

"Squeak squeak!"

The frightened phantom three-flowered mink suddenly separated into three figures and fled in all directions.

"Youngster, you are quite cunning."

Gu Qingcheng saw three identical phantom calico martens running towards three intersections at extremely fast speeds.

The tens of thousands of years old phantom three-flowered marten is not inferior to the spirit beasts of the same level in terms of strength, especially the pair of front claws, which are extremely sharp.

But such a thing was very timid, and Gu Qingcheng didn't know which one to chase for a while.

So I randomly found a direction, chased it for several hundred meters, and found that there was no movement. I couldn't help but secretly thought: "It's not this one."

So he let go of his mental power and carefully observed his surroundings, shrouding his perception of the three-day route that the phantom three-flowered mink had just taken.

sassy sassy!

The sound of wind blowing leaves in the forest makes the world within my perception become extremely clear, including trees, flowers, shrubs, jungles, and fallen leaves.

At this time, towards the edge of a small lake, there was a rustling sound under the dead branches and leaves.

After discovering the traces of the soul beast, Gu Qingcheng quickly approached and locked the area with his mental power.

At this time, the phantom calico marten hiding under the dead leaves seemed to have discovered something. It exposed its head and looked in the direction of Gu Qingcheng. With its keen perception, its pupils were like three-layer transparent lenses, constantly focusing on things in the distance.

I saw Gu Qingcheng's moving figure flashing past the flowers and trees, rushing in his direction. The picture was transmitted to his brain, and the dangerous aura was approaching. The phantom three-flowered mink was like a frightened rabbit, using the same trick and running away.

shhhhhh!

"You can actually see me, funny little thing. Even so, you can't run away."

The powerful mental power immediately locked the escape route of the phantom calico marten, and the other two turned into transparent phantoms under the mental detection.

shhhhhh!

In the end, only the direction of the small lake in the middle was left. Gu Qingcheng used invisible shadow, leaving a shadow in place, while holding a strong stick in his hand.

shhhhhh!

The two ran and chased each other. Seeing that the guy behind him was following closely, the Phantom Sanhua Mink used the same clone trick several times to no avail.

Seeing that he was about to catch up, his animalistic instincts aroused. He turned around and kicked back, revealing his sharp claws. He bared his teeth and growled: "Ho~ho~ho~"

"Well, why, don't run away. It seems that you are jumping over the wall. It looks a bit funny when you are angry. But you are still going to die."

Gu Qingcheng's figure was getting closer and closer. The Phantom Sanhua Mink kicked off its hind legs, and made several gestures in the air with its sharp front paws, making a ping ping ping ping ping sound.

Although it is timid when attacking the enemy in front, it does not mean that it is powerless.

Gu Qingcheng waved his head with his stick, and he quickly moved a ping -pong on his head.

The wooden stick in his hand was cut off. The opponent was also a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast. How could a stick block its sharp claws?

Gu Qingcheng was not polite and kicked directly towards the phantom three-flowered marten. The latter's pupils were slightly focused, and it seemed that it thought that this human's head was broken and he dared to collide with his sharp claws with his body.

He waved his claws confidently, and the moment they collided, with a clang, Gu Qingcheng kicked it away with a whip kick.

"Crack!" It hit the tree trunk. It never thought that its sharp claws could not tear apart a human body, and the huge force directly kicked it away.

Gu Qing Chengke was not polite to it. When it landed on the tree trunk, he punched it head on again.

After a few minutes like this, the phantom calico marten was severely beaten by Gu Qingcheng, with his fist hitting it in the face.

"Creak, creak, creak!" The phantom calico marten looked like begging for mercy. To be honest, it felt like it was worse than death now.

Seeing its posture, Gu Qingcheng stopped curiously and looked at the little thing. He had an idea in his mind: He should try to prevent it from being sacrificed.

"Ahem, little one, you must be dead today?" Gu Qingcheng.

"Crack ~ creak ~ creak ~"

Not knowing what it was saying, Gu Qingcheng continued: "Let me discuss something with you. If you are willing to sacrifice, I will not beat you. If you understand, just nod."

I don't know if it understood what Gu Qingcheng said. It would shake its head sometimes and nod its head sometimes.

"Forget it, knock him out and take him away first. Zhuqing and Doudou are still waiting!"

Knocking it out with one punch, he grabbed the back of the Phantom Sanhua Marten's neck and headed towards the previous location. He sensed his martial spirit and found that there was no movement, indicating that they were not in danger.

"Ms. Zhuqing, you've been out for almost an hour, why haven't you come back yet?" Doudou, who was in the driver's cab, was lying on the faucet, looking out boredly.

Zhu Zhuqing sensed movement outside, but it was not a soul beast, but a familiar scent: "Doudou, Qing Cheng is back."

After a while, I saw Gu Qingcheng holding a furry phantom calico mink in his hand. It looked like it had been beaten badly.

When Zhu Zhuqing and Doudou saw that Gu Qingcheng was back, Doudou immediately asked if he was injured, if he was tired, and if he was thirsty.

"I'm fine, it's just a soul beast. No, it's just this little thing." Gu Qingcheng.

"Goojigji!" The phantom calico marten being carried woke up and moved its limbs wildly.

"Wow, it's so cute!" Doudou poked its head with his hand.

"Doudou, don't make trouble."

Gu Qingcheng looked at Zhu Zhuqing and said, "Zhuqing, are you ready?"

Gu Qingcheng took out a dagger. The shining silver blade made the Phantom Sanhua Diao feel frightened and move around.

Zhu Zhuqing held the dagger, but seeing the struggling appearance of the Phantom Sanhua Marten, it was not easy to make a move: "Qing Cheng, this...insert it directly into the head? How about knocking him unconscious first?"

Gu Qingcheng looked at the Phantom Sanhua Marten and said, "Little one, I'll give you another chance. If you take the initiative to sacrifice, you won't have to suffer. Otherwise, I'll beat you half to death first, and then put a knife in your head."