#68 - Nether Demon Tiger

Good heavens, if this were ten thousand years later, it would definitely be a Soul Devourer!

Hearing Anna's second soul skill, Davis couldn't help but twitch his lips. This soul skill is just too awesome!

"However, my second soul skill also has a drawback, which is that the speed of absorbing soul power is fixed."

Anna explained, "Unlike my first soul skill, which will gradually increase the speed of absorbing soul power and nutrients as my strength increases!"

"Even so, Nana, your second soul skill is still quite powerful," Davis said. "In the future, if you encounter enemies, they will all become your stepping stones. And with this second soul skill, you can be considered to have a certain degree of offensive ability."

Anna's first soul skill, Blood Thirst Entanglement, is more inclined towards a support-type soul skill, only effective against plants and plant-type soul beasts, and doesn't have such a perverted attack power against soul masters.

And this second soul skill just makes up for her lack of attack power.

"Alright, let's continue moving forward. Now that Nana has broken through level thirty, we still need to find another soul beast for you."

"Okay!" Anna smiled, stretched out her chubby little hand, grabbed Davis's clothes, and then said, "Brother Davis, how many years do you think my third soul ring should be?"

"Four thousand years would be good, if it's a plant-type soul beast, it can be increased to four thousand five hundred years at your discretion." After saying that, he looked at his little wife, rubbed Zhu Zhuqing's fragrant hair, and smiled.

"My little wife, you too, should best absorb a soul ring of four thousand years or more, understand?"

"Yes, Brother, I know!"

As she spoke, Zhu Zhuqing's little face turned as red as an apple, her heart pounding like a deer, and a sense of happiness arose spontaneously.

Then she stretched out her small hand, blushing, and took Davis's hand proactively, thinking to herself: I can hold hands with Brother, right? Yes, Brother Davis and I are already engaged, so what's wrong with holding hands? There's nothing wrong with it.

Davis naturally noticed Zhu Zhuqing's little actions and couldn't help but squeeze the girl's small hand.

Damn, why do I feel like I'm a big scumbag? I just got Zhuqing's sister, and then seamlessly transitioned to being ambiguous with Zhuqing.

If this were in my previous life, wouldn't I be cursed to death?

But even so, Davis didn't let go of Zhuqing's small hand. It wasn't easy to travel to the Douluo Continent, a world full of beautiful women. Wouldn't it be a waste not to build a harem?

Davis put his arms around his two wives' slender waists, sighing in his heart: This is the real life!

Instead of being born to work, that's why it's called "life".

The three of them walked side by side, as if on a date in the forest. After walking for two hours, suddenly, a deafening tiger roar came from their ears!

"Roar!"

Hearing this tiger roar, Davis's eyes lit up. To make such a roar in the Star Dou Great Forest, there is no doubt that this must be a soul beast with extremely strong combat power.

If you don't have some strength, then making a roar in the Star Dou Great Forest is undoubtedly courting death.

"Davis, let's go take a look?" Zhu Zhuyun suggested, "Maybe there will be a soul beast suitable for me!"

"Okay, let's go take a look!" Davis nodded slightly, and then led everyone to run in the direction of the tiger's roar.

Before long, Davis saw three big tigers fighting, the three tigers being one purple and two black.

The tiger with dark purple all over, blue face and fangs, was fierce and brutal, with blood constantly dripping from the corners of its mouth.

But they were not injured. The blood stains on it were all from the two black tigers.

"That is… a Ghost Tiger?" Davis exclaimed, the dark purple tiger was actually a Ghost Tiger.

The Ghost Tiger is known for its terrifying speed and attack power, and is one of the powerful soul beasts, extremely ferocious.

It will fight to the death against any opponent who dares to invade its territory.

Because its speed is extremely terrifying, even if the cultivation of ordinary soul beasts is similar to it, they are unwilling to fight it.

It possesses the innate ability: Shadow Clone, which can split into several clones with combat power to assist in combat.

"Netherworld Demon Tiger…" Zhu Zhuyun pondered for a moment, and then said: "I remember that as long as you absorb the soul ring of the Netherworld Demon Tiger, you may get the Netherworld Spirit Cat's exclusive soul skill: Netherworld Slash!"

"That's right!" Lin Qiuyang nodded, "Therefore, these two Netherworld Demon Tigers are very suitable for the two Crown Princesses, but the male tiger has a cultivation base of 18,000 years, which exceeds the limit of the fifth soul ring by 6,000 years, and I don't know if Crown Princess Zhuyun can absorb it."

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Davis grabbed Zhu Zhuyun's small hand and said with concern. "Zhuyun, is it okay? You must not be brave?"

Zhu Zhuyun didn't eat Yearning Heartbroken Red, he really didn't know how many years of soul rings Zhu Zhuyun could absorb.

"Don't worry, Davis. As your Empress, I can't be too bad, can I?"

"Okay, I support your decision. Then these two Netherworld Demon Tigers will be handed over to us. Dean Lin, Uncle Li, that Ghost Tiger with 40,000 years of cultivation will be handed over to you."

"Yes, sir! Look at my Mysterious Iron Sword!"

Seeing that the two Netherworld Demon Tigers were about to be killed by the Ghost Tiger, Lin Qiuyang released the Mysterious Iron Sword. After taking the Gengjin Fruit, his Mysterious Iron Sword not only became sharper, but also carried a Gengjin power, cutting iron like mud, unstoppable!

"Evil creature, eat my sword!"

"First Soul Skill: Sharpness!"

Lin Qiuyang's first soul skill, the sharpness of the Mysterious Iron Sword is increased by 20%. He drew his sword like a dragon, and flew towards the Ghost Tiger.

Bang——

The cold Mysterious Iron Sword was stuck in the Ghost Tiger's bloody mouth, rubbing against its sharp fangs.

"Roar…"

The Ghost Tiger roared angrily. It was about to enjoy a delicious meal, but at this moment, someone came to spoil the fun.

Swish——

Sharp claws waved out, the sharp claws like knives flashed a cold light, stabbing towards Lin Qiuyang's throat!

"Third Soul Skill: Berserk!"

Roar!

Li Hu roared up to the sky, and slapped out with his palm. The strong palm collided violently with the Ghost Tiger's claws at lightning speed, making a deafening roar!