The powerful soul power fluctuations were released from the Martial Soul Fusion Technique (shēn) in the open space, and some soul masters around the back garden who were not very high in soul power were already pale, and they couldn't bear the pressure and fell to their knees with a pop.

The vision was gone, leaving only the shock in the hearts of all present, and ...... Fear!

But in the next moment, the voice coming from the martial soul fusion technique broke the atmosphere of awe on the scene.

In the martial soul fusion technique, there was a voice of some dissatisfaction from Qian Nawei.

"Lin Jue, don't touch your hands."

The crowd followed the sound and saw a huge shēn shadow touching its own (xiōng) chest with one hand.

"I didn't touch it, anyway, the seven of us are one now, aren't you doing it yourself?" This is Qian Linjue's voice, which seems to be explaining.

As soon as the voice ended, Qian Fei'er's voice came out again.

"I'm sorry, Navi, I reached out, I'm just checking if there's any change."

As soon as the words fell, the martial soul did not move, and it actually ...... Drop from above!

"Bang ——!"

The huge shēn body smashed to the ground, splashing dust on the ground.

This smashed down, causing the martial soul to explode immediately.

Qian Linjue: "What's the matter?" Liuli, why don't you fly? These wings are yours, right? ”

Qianruli: "Won't you control it yourself?" You guys just control it, I'll sleep first. ”

Qiannawei: "We should cooperate with each other......"

Qian Fei'er: "Everyone, stop arguing, be a little quieter." ”

Qian Xinyu: "I think it......"

Qianyuqiong: "This ...... Is the snake tail the martial soul of Na Wei? Can you stand up (shēn) first or turn into legs? ”

Seven voices came out of the huge martial spirit, chattering and chaotic.

The martial spirits on the ground remained motionless.

Cloud Armor Douluo on the side really couldn't help it, tiptoed a little, and swept to the side of the martial soul (shēn).

"Enough! Be quiet! He glared and roared.

The huge made the martial soul immediately quiet down, and the helmet with flying wings on the temples in the middle looked at Buyun Jia.

Through the eyes of the helmet, Cloud Armor Douluo could see the red pupils inside.

The gaze full of majesty and divine aura swept in, carrying huge soul power fluctuations, bringing unparalleled tremendous pressure to Cloud Armor Douluo.

Cold sweat poured down his back, and his forehead was full of beads of sweat the size of beans.

Being targeted by the seven-in-one martial soul fusion technique, even if Cloud Armor Douluo has a soul power as high as level ninety-four, it is difficult to resist.

Resisting the urge to kneel, Cloud Armor Douluo put his right hand on the left (xiōng) and bowed respectfully.

"Master Qianfei'er, Young Master Qianlinjue, and all sisters, I suggest that you all leave it to Lord Qianfei'er to control the body, so that you can move freely without causing inconvenience, and Lord Qianfei'er is the oldest, and Yu (qíng) Yu Li should be the one who leads this fusion martial spirit."

After Cloud Armor Douluo finished, he maintained a posture of bending over and bowing, not daring to move.

What do you think? Will Lady Qianfei'er follow my advice?

Bu Yunjia was very nervous.

In the clearing, the huge martial soul froze in place.

In the sea of consciousness, Qian Fei'er discussed with her six cousins and cousins.

Qian Fei'er squinted at Qian Linjue and the others.

"How? Do you agree with Buyunjia? ”

Qian Linjue, Qian Nawei and the others glanced at each other, and they all nodded.

Among all of them, Qian Fei'er is the oldest, has the most careful planning (qíng), and has the most abundant wisdom and strategy, and it is undoubtedly the best to control Qian Fei'er as the center.

reached an agreement, Qian Linjue and the other six consciousness gave up their positions, and all of them were controlled by Qian Fei'er.

In the open space in the back garden, the motionless huge body on the ground made the dense snow-white wings behind the martial soul vibrate slightly, and the entire huge (shēn) body was suspended in the air under the drive of the wings.

The fusion made the (shēn) shadow fly again, the huge coercion and divine aura were released together, and the four Titled Douluo around them knelt down on one knee together, their expressions and tones were extremely pious and respectful.

"Congratulations to my lord for successfully performing the seven-in-one martial soul fusion technique."

On the edge of the back garden, Meng Rulong, the head of the Meng family, was also extremely worshipful in his heart for some reason, and he almost subconsciously put his right hand on the left (xiōng) and knelt on one knee.

The head of the family knelt, and the surrounding masters of the Meng family looked at each other, and then knelt down on one knee, and in an instant, a large number of people knelt down on one knee towards the fusion of the martial spirits, just like all the people worshipping.

The fusion caused the three heads of the martial soul to glance around, and Qian Fei'er's faint and majestic voice filled everyone's ears

"Get up."

When the words fell, everyone felt a strong wave of soul power and raised their hands and lifted themselves up.

The four Titled Douluo Qi (shēn) in the clearing looked at each other and couldn't laugh or cry.

The fusion controlled by Qian Fei'er made it obvious that the soul power of the martial soul could not be fully mastered, otherwise the soul power released would be to gently lift the person up, rather than forcibly lifting it up.

Qianfei'er (cāo) controlled the fusion to move a few times, and then released the fusion state.

Seven caused the owner of the martial soul to fall to the ground.

The seven-in-one martial soul fusion technique was disbanded, and the onlookers of the Meng family's soul masters lost their sights, including Meng Rulong, everyone dispersed.

Qian Fei'er, Qian Linjue and the others stayed in the back garden, discussing moves and names, and didn't stop until it was almost lunchtime.

A maidservant girl came to the back garden and told everyone that they could go to the restaurant first, and the dishes would be served quickly.

Qian Fei'er nodded, glanced at her cousins and cousins, and walked in the direction of the restaurant, and after that, Qian Linjue and the others followed.

The seven of them walked in the corridor and passed by a pavilion, where a group of young children of the Meng family gathered together.

In the crowd, Mo Shengnan, who was dressed in white wraps (xiōng), and Meng De, who was more than 1.9 meters tall, sat on either side of the stone table, their outstretched hands clasped together, and they were wrestling their wrists.

This Mo Shengnan is still wrestling his wrists? I really like to compete!

Qian Fei'er looked at it with interest and stopped.

As soon as she stopped, Qian Linjue and others behind also stopped.

In the pavilion, Mo Shengnan sits on a stone bench, with green tendons bulging out on her forehead, arms, and backs of her hands, like snakes, crawling on her (shēn) body.

Her face was flushed red, as if it was full of blood, which made people wonder if she would rush out directly if she had to cut it with a knife.

On the other hand, the performance of the mondee (shēn) body is basically the same.

Both of them were trembling slightly with their arms and palms, and it was obvious that they had used a lot of force.

However, now that both of them have their palms in the center, it seems that they should be evenly matched

Looking at Meng De opposite, the corners of Mo Shengnan's mouth were raised, and a domineering and confident smile appeared on his face.

"Hmph, Mengde, surrender, I admit that you are strong, but that's the end of it."