When she arrived at the place, Yan Mengmeng concealed her aura and put away the lightsaber.

Following the breath of the king's sledgehammer, he began to enter the city.

This city is a little different from the past, and the guards have all become the soul masters of the Wuhun Palace.

However, for Yan Mengmeng, it is equivalent to nothing.

came in directly without any effort, and didn't take the guards seriously at all, and they couldn't see Yan Mengmeng's figure when they flashed through the door.

After entering, you can see the people of the Martial Spirit Hall gathered everywhere.

The main reason is that their uniform costumes are too conspicuous, but this is not important, some cannon fodder of martial spirits, in comparison, it is important to find Wang Da Hammer first.

Following the breath of Wang Dazhu, Yan Mengmeng actually came to the Martial Spirit Hall in this city.

It seems that Wang Da Hammer should have been brought here, and now it is not so simple.

Those two Titled Douluo are also around here, Yan Mengmeng can't take Wang Da Hammer with him at all!

Now this situation may have to wait, wait for these two Titled Douluo to leave, and then Yan Mengmeng will be able to do it.

Of course, he can also go in directly, but in this way, his New Oriental College will not be able to keep it, and the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect may also suffer, Yan Mengmeng is not afraid of them, but this does not mean that Yan Mengmeng wants to provoke a war.

Once he is exposed, there will be many irrelevant people who will suffer, like Wang Da Hammer, but he will not be caught.

This is not what Yan Mengmeng wants.

Wuhun Palace, sooner or later, he will have to face it, but not now.

To be on the safe side, let's stabilize 100 million hands first.

For example, he ......

Yan Mengmeng: |_?)

The man was complaining about the many things in the Martial Spirit Palace, when he saw a blue and deep Yan Mengmeng, and there was a pattern in her eyes that lit up, and then her consciousness fell into a blank.

That's right, he is a cannon fodder found by the Wuhun Palace, used to help find the cannon fodder of the soul bone of the thorn dolphin.

In this way, it can be seen that soul bones are still very rare, and the Martial Soul Hall actually sent two titles over, and also brought so many soul masters.

Back to the topic, Yan Mengmeng grabbed this man and asked him to know some information about her from the identity certificate of the Wuhun Hall on him.

His name is Yang Lin, and he is a two-ring great soul master, similar to Su Yuntao in the original book, doing some simple work in the Wuhun Palace, an unimportant tool man, but he does know Wang Dazhu.

This really surprised Yan Mengmeng.

According to her, because Wang Dazhui was a soul venerable, the Martial Spirit Hall wanted him to join, but he didn't agree.

Now Wang Da Hammer is being judged by the Martial Spirit Hall inside.

Trial of Wang Da Hammer for killing the soul master of the Wuhun Palace.

I guess it's almost over.

In other words, it will be too late if Yan Mengmeng doesn't go.

Thinking of this, Yan Mengmeng rushed in without saying a word, she couldn't care about anything else, what about exposing her identity, everything was in vain when she died.

How can he break his promise to Wang Xiaoqin?

Yan Mengmeng, who tried her best, came inside, but fate always likes to tease people.

Wuhun Palace's trial of Wang Dazhui is over.

After Yan Mengmeng came in, she witnessed the deacon of the Martial Spirit Hall slapping his palm on the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the King Sledgehammer.

Wang Dazhui fell to the ground on the spot, his eyes were not compared, and bright red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

The super eyesight of the eyes of ice and fire made Yan Mengmeng sure that it was Wang Da Hammer.

At this moment, Wang Dazhu's breath completely disappeared.

Yan Mengmeng was stunned, her heart seemed to have been hit by this palm, it hurt so much......

Obviously, he could save him, but he was hesitating.

For a while, every moment of Wang Dazhui's brothers and sisters getting along with him was replayed in their minds, going to find the soul ring together, living at Wang Dazhui's house together, and eating together......

Unconsciously, Yan Mengmeng's vision became blurred, as if something was covering her eyes, and it seemed that her eyes didn't want to see this scene.

It's also a little hot on the face, what is it?

Tears?

Hot tears ran down Yan Mengmeng's cheeks, and then turned cold.

There was some stinging, and it stabbed directly in Yan Mengmeng's heart.

She was wrong, hesitation would have been lost, if she could have been a little earlier, if she hadn't passed out that day, if she didn't think about anything else......

It's late, it's all late.

Then Yan Mengmeng summoned the light sword and kept approaching Wang Dazhu, who had fallen to the ground.

Every step was so heavy, every breath was so hard.

In one step, the transparent soul rings on Yan Mengmeng's body began to rise, one for each step, and after ten steps, ten transparent soul rings continued to rotate around Yan Mengmeng.

At this time, the people in this hall had already felt Yan Mengmeng's sky-high momentum.

They all came out to take a look, but they didn't see anything, because Yan Mengmeng still had a door away from them.

But Yan Mengmeng's powerful momentum is real, and every step she takes, the pressure on these people is even greater.

By the time they saw Yan Mengmeng, some low-level soul masters had already failed to persist and fell to their knees.

Some of the soul power were still holding on, and fear made them lose their previous lofty posture, and in panic they yelled at Yan Mengmeng, who was holding the sword, "You...... Who is it? ”

There was a tremor in his voice, but Yan Mengmeng didn't answer him, and continued to move forward, with only Wang Dazhui who fell to the ground and seemed to be smiling at himself.

Every step of the way, a tear fell from Yan Mengmeng, and the sound of Yan Mengmeng's tears dripping on the ground could be heard quietly on the field.

'Tick... Tick tock...'

The closer they got, those people kept retreating, until Yan Mengmeng came to Wang Dazhui.

Yan Mengmeng squatted down, looking at Wang Dazhui who had never closed her eyes, she smiled, her smile was ugly, it was a bit like crying, there was no sound.

Until now, those people probably understood what this girl was here for, and quickly ordered the people around them to find the two worship adults.

In their eyes, Yan Mengmeng's momentum just now felt that it was not something that ordinary people could resist, at least no one on the field could match it.

Coming here with a sword must be here to seek revenge, but you shouldn't have come, this is the Martial Soul Palace, the strongest Martial Soul Hall in the mainland, not to mention that there are two worship adults.

Of course, Yan Mengmeng didn't know all this.

She stuck the light saber on the ground, let go of the hand holding the light sword, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of Wang Da Hammer's mouth.

He slowly spoke: "Brother Wang, I was wrong. ”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Mengmeng slowly stood up, and looked around with angry eyes.

He grabbed the lightsaber stuck in the ground.

At this time, a burst of black soul power suddenly emanated from the light saber in Yan Mengmeng's hand, directly wrapping her into a black ball.

Not to mention the others, even Yan Mengmeng herself didn't react.

In the black ball, Yan Mengmeng stared at the source of the black soul power suspiciously-the place where he held the lightsaber in his hand.

The black soul power continued to pour out here, but in a moment, it had already swallowed the light sword, and then he was also swallowed by these black soul powers.

But Yan Mengmeng didn't feel any discomfort, but fell into a familiar state.

That's right, it's the state of Yan Mengmeng after awakening the martial spirit.

But the surroundings were no longer white, but endless darkness.

Same as that day, the light sword in his consciousness was suspended in front of Yan Mengmeng, waiting for Yan Mengmeng to hold the sword.

As Yan Mengmeng reached out to grab the sword in his consciousness, a clear voice sounded.