(2nd Update)

As a well-known powerhouse in the Martial Spirit Palace, Ju Douluo Yueguan does not allow himself to fail!

In particular, this mission was conveyed by Pope Bibi Dong himself, and he did not allow any accidents!

Facing Yang Ming's ability to use the kaleidoscope writing wheel eye's own void, Yueguan exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, letting himself excrete his somewhat irritated mood because of the failure of the attack just now, and he couldn't expose his identity, today, Yang Ming must die!

Martial Soul! Strange mushroom chrysanthemum!

A huge chrysanthemum appeared behind the man in white, the chrysanthemum presented a magnificent purple, the strange thing is that every petal of the chrysanthemum looks fluffy and cute, the whole chrysanthemum is integrated, but there is no fragrance overflowing, the central stamen is more than half a foot higher than the petals, and the top of the stamen shines with a faint golden brilliance.

When they saw this martial soul with such distinct characteristics, Dean Flender and Vice Dean Liu Erlong, who were fighting with their respective opponents, were all stunned, and the movements in their hands slowed down, and the originally stalemate battle immediately broke the balance and fell into a disadvantage.

But even if dealing with the opponent became scrambling, Dean Flender and Liu Erlong suddenly became pessimistic in their hearts.

They naturally recognized that this was one of the Title Douluo Elders of the Martial Spirit Palace.

Although the two knew that Yang Ming had many hole cards, they didn't think that Yang Ming would be able to defeat this Titled Douluo.

After all, after reaching level 90, the difficulty of each level increases dramatically, and Ju Douluo Yueguan, who can climb to level 95, has the strength to look up to.

Ju Douluo Yueguan didn't pay attention to the suppressed exclamations of the people around him, and the nine soul rings on his body were displayed one by one, two yellow, two purple, and five black, quite a gorgeous lineup, purely from the perspective of soul rings, his own strength was far stronger than that of the same level.

Yueguan didn't do it immediately, but first used the martial soul ability of Qi Rong Tongtian Ju, a faint fluctuation spread all over Yang Ming's body, Ju Douluo Yueguan frowned slightly, his martial soul ability is perception, he can perceive changes in the opponent's soul power, martial soul, strength, etc., but in the perception just now, it failed!

Yang Ming was obviously standing in front of him, but in his perception range, there was no such person at all!

What the hell!

It was the first time Ju Douluo Yueguan had seen such a strange thing, maybe his little friend Ghost Douluo would be very interested in it, but if it was his turn, he might not have such leisure to explore the mystery.

He seemed to have figured out something, and a string of feminine voices came out of his mouth, which made people shudder to hear.

"No matter what power you use, today, you must die!"

As he spoke, he had already raised his right hand in Yang Ming's direction, and the air suddenly became solidified.

Only this time, Yang Ming was completely unaffected by anything, because he actually existed in another dimension.

Yueguan's eyes froze, the strange furry chrysanthemum in his hand waved, the big purple flowers fluttered in the wind, and the fourth soul ring of the nine soul rings on his body quietly shone up, and the speed was extremely fast, making it difficult to catch that fleeting light.

The next moment, the soul power in Yueguan's body surged out, and with his soul power, he instantly condensed a doppelganger wearing a white lace dress, with a female body, white hair, brown skin, and a pair of long pointed ears, and his appearance was exactly the same as that of Yueguan's deity under the mask.

As soon as this clone appeared, it seemed to move instantly, and appeared in front of Yang Ming in the blink of an eye.

Soul Skill! Exotic flowers!

Immediately afterwards, this doppelganger showed a strange smile at Yang Ming, and his abdomen and limbs expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, like an inflated balloon, constantly bulging, reaching a certain critical point in a short period of time, and even being able to see the internal organs through the skin that had almost become transparent, and a touch of bright white spread from the inside to the outside at an extremely fast speed.

As the bright white spread throughout his body, a violent roar erupted.

"Boom!"

The white light rose into the sky, turning into a pillar of light that reached the sky.

The explosion was as condensed to the extreme, comparable to the scud missile washing the floor, the ground seemed to be a carpet being lifted, and the cracks spread in all directions with a crunching sound, and the curling sandstorm turned into a mushroom cloud that rose into the sky, and the unlucky ghosts within a radius of 100 meters were heard in the middle of the choking cough.

"Yang Ming!"

Looking at the core of the explosion shrouded in smoke and dust, the friends were stunned!

"This ...... Is this the destructive power of Title Douluo? ”

Liu Erlong's eyes were complicated, with three points of sadness and four points of determination, and he seemed to have made up some kind of determination, even if he was going to die here, he would pull a few cushions before he died!

Gusts of wind howled, gradually blowing away the sand and dust that obscured the view.

Looking from far and near, looking at the ground covered with cobweb-like cracks, even Xiao Wu, who was sure that Yang Ming would be fine, couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and his palms clenched into fists were covered with cold sweat.

"Yang Ming will definitely be fine." At this moment, Ning Rongrong's warm palm was on Xiao Wu's fist, and his beautiful eyes were obviously full of tears, but he still said in a determined tone: "We must believe that he will create miracles as before!" ”

"Hmm!"

Xiao Wu nodded heavily, as if injected with a heart booster.

The smoke and dust finally disappeared.

The first thing that catches your eye is a five-meter-deep pit, and the line of sight is gradually going down, due to the location, there are also many black-clothed people blocking the view, and Xiao Wu and others can't see the situation of the pit.

But from the frantic voice of the man in white from time to time, Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong both breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Yang Ming was fine.

"Why! Why aren't you dead yet! ”

"What the hell is going on, what the hell are you using?"

"I don't believe it, I just don't believe in this evil, you will have nothing!"

Accompanied by a creepy feminine sound, bursts of roar came from the pit into the ears continuously.

The destructive power of Title Douluo is undoubted, the original five-meter-deep pit in front of Ju Douluo Yueguan unpaid soul skills, the earth dragon turned over, vibrating endlessly, and the depth continued to deepen, even the two of them did not dare to stay close for a long time, and pulled their granddaughter Meng to run to the edge of the battle.

Tang San took his friends to kill the black-clothed man who blocked him all the way, and came to the front of Longgong Meng Shu, clasped his fists with both hands, and said with respect:

"Senior Long Gong, how is Yang Ming?"

Before Long Gong Meng Shu could reply, he saw the man in white coming out of the pit in despair.

At the same time, there is also Yang Ming who is remembered by his friends.

Yang Ming raised his middle finger at the embarrassed Yueguan and sighed:

"My lord, times have changed."