Douluo, about my journey from a soul beast to a human

As the green flames dissipated, Wan Qing, who was pale, stood up slowly and walked towards Wan Jiaxing and his wife in the distance.

In fact, before coming to Qianye Gate, the four of them went to the Star Forest to hunt for the eighth soul ring needed by Wanqing.

At that time, Wan Qing's soul power was depleted due to hunting a 4-year-old green flame poisonous grass scorpion.

In the previous fight with Gan Jia, he had consumed most of his remaining soul power.

Now it can be said that any Soul Saint with strong attack or quick attack can easily kill him Wan Qing.

Wan Qing staggered towards Wan Jiaxing and Wan Jiaxing, with a smile on his face:

"Jiaxing, how is Weinan?"

Seeing Wan Qing so tired, Wan Jiaxing quickly stepped forward to support him:

"Weinan is okay, because he was protected by the martial spirit avatar at the time, so the injury was not serious. But it will take some time to wake up."

Wan Qing nodded. Although Wan Weinan's clothes were in tatters, he was relieved that his life was not in danger.

Before coming to Chiba Gate, he would never have thought that the three of them would almost lose their lives in the hands of a little girl today.

Now that I think about it again, Guan Yi's death doesn't seem so weird.

However, Wan Qing really felt a little sorry for Gan Jia's death:

"What a pity. If we could bring that little girl back to the sect, it would be a big improvement to the sect's strength."

In response to this, Wan Jiaxing laughed:

"Uncle Clan, that bitch just now, even if he is brought back, he probably won't survive one round, so there is no need to feel sad for that bitch. Besides, even that bitch..."

"You said...who is the bitch?!"

Who would have thought that just when Wan Jiaxing was talking nonsense, Gan Jia used transmutation to instantly switch places with the unconscious Wan Weinan on the ground.

Then Gan Jia used all the threads to the extreme, and twenty threads were instantly wrapped around Wan Jiaxing.

In fact, it was indeed Gan Jia who died in Wanqing's poisonous flame storm, but he used a newly acquired skill to escape!

That was the skill that Gan Jia had obtained from Kadan before.

'Slough', activated passively when faced with a fatal crisis, can use spider silk to stand in for a fatal attack.Grade 1. '

Although Gan Jia was excited for a while when she got this skill.But even though it was a passive skill, he couldn't try it. Is this skill as powerful as it was written in the introduction?

However, after this incident, Gan Jia finally understood that although the system often cheated him, his skills were genuine.

Without this skill, Gan Jia would have to travel through time again.

However, the shortcomings of this skill are also obvious. The skill cannot be triggered unlimitedly.Every time it is used, Gan Jia needs to refresh it with years of cultivation, otherwise it will not be activated.

The number of years of cultivation required to refresh once is 1 years, and the second time is 2 years.By analogy, every time it is refreshed, the required years will double.

However, this is still very useful for Gan Jia in the early stage. At least it can give him some sense of security when he is weak.

With a smile on her face, Gan Jia watched the twenty silk threads quickly cut towards Wan Jiaxing.

At this moment, he didn't care about Wanqing, because just now, he observed Wanqing's condition from a distance.

With Wan Qing's remaining soul power, he simply cannot use his eighth soul skill.As for Wanqing's other soul skills, none of them had any effect on Gan Jia.

Gan Jia is naturally confident.

With a scream, Wan Jiaxing's legs were completely broken and he fell to the ground, blood spilling all over the ground.

This was because Wan Jiaxing reacted in time. At the last moment, he jumped out of the entangled package of twenty silk threads.

Otherwise, Wan Jiaxing would have been cut into pieces at this moment.

However, Gan Jia was too late to take advantage of the victory, because Wanqing not far away attacked again.

Wan Qing roared and flew towards Gan Jia:

"You bitch! Do you know what you did?!"

It's just that the soul power left in Wan Qing's body at this time can no longer support him to maximize the power of his soul skills.He could only possess his martial soul and use some soul skills that consumed less soul power to engage in close combat with Gan Jia.

Gan Jia easily dodged Wanqing's much slower attacks one by one:

"What did I do? Why don't you ask yourselves, what did your Jinyan Sect do?"

Gan Jia sneered while avoiding Wan Qing's attack:

"Have you ever thought that you who used to step on others wantonly will now face being stepped on by others?

Do you know how many sects you have destroyed, how many soul masters’ dreams you have wiped out, and how many soul masters’ lives you have destroyed?

I think you haven't thought about it, because you have always been aloof and never cared about those soul masters with low strength.

Now that you have this ending, it can be regarded as retribution.

But I'm still curious about what happened to those soul masters you deceived.

You are not doing some unknown evil experiment, right? "

As Gan Jia spoke the last words, Wan Qing's body that was furious with anger suddenly stopped.

It seemed as if some words instantly pricked Wan Qing's nerves and froze him in place.

Wan Qing stared in disbelief and asked:

"Who the hell are you?! How do you know what we're doing?!"

However, Gan Jia just made nonsense.He didn't expect that his blind cat really encountered a dead mouse, and he guessed it right.

However, it would be difficult to get information from Wan Qing's mouth.

Therefore, Gan Jia focused on Wan Jiaxing, who was lying on the ground and nearly unconscious in pain.

Gan Jia put away the idea of ​​testing. If Wan Qing really still retained his strength, he would have taken action against him before.

Since there is really not much Wanqing soul power left, there is no threat to Gan Jia.

As long as he avoids the defensive soul guide, he can kill Wan Qing and then ask Wan Jiaxing or Wan Weinan.

After making up her mind, Gan Jia raised the corners of her mouth slightly and chuckled:

"As the saying goes, it is disrespectful to come back without reciprocating. Elder Wan, since you let me taste the eighth soul skill, I have nothing to repay you, so I will use all my strength to repay you!"

Although Gan Jia could use countless clues to kill Wan Qing instantly, that would not be able to vent the resentment in his heart.

Therefore, Gan Jia chose to maximize the effects of his momentum and magic skills, and then transformed his hands into spider-legged blades and suddenly attacked Wanqing. He was ready to vent his anger.

How could Wanqing, who was exhausted both physically and mentally, resist Gan Jia in her prime.

Following a flash of sword light, Wan Qing, who was covered in wounds all over his body, fell to his knees in less than a few breaths, holding Gan Jia's two spider-legged blades tightly with the sharp claws of his hands.

Three hundred kilograms of force continued to suppress Wan Qing's arms, which could not help but tremble. Cold sweat mixed with blood slid down his forehead drop by drop.

At this moment, Wan Qing no longer had the arrogant attitude he had before.No matter how unwilling and dissatisfied he is at this moment, when facing death, his inner desire for survival still urges him to beg for mercy:

"As long as...as long as you let me go, you can make any conditions! I guarantee that the Jinyan Sect will treat you as a distinguished guest..."

"Do you know how precious life is now? It's too late!"

In response, Gan Jia smiled slightly.Let the tiger return to the mountain?He's not that naive yet.

As Gan Jia increased the strength of his hands again, cracks gradually appeared in the ground under Wan Qing's knees.

At the same time, the sharp spider-legged blades in Gan Jia's hands were slowly falling in front of Wan Qing.

'laugh'

In the blink of an eye, two sharp spider-legged blades that cut iron like clay left two bone-deep wounds in front of Wan Qing's body.

Wan Qing's hands dropped to his sides, and he looked down at the huge cross wound in front of him, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger.

But at this time, he was already breathing out more and taking in less air.

As blood spurted out from the wound, Wan Qing fell in front of Gan Jia, unable to die any longer.