Although Yan Mengmeng's light sword has become Chengying, her soul skills have not all changed, only the tenth soul skill has changed, but Yan Mengmeng has not used the tenth soul skill.

The tenth soul skill or something, it's still too far away from her, mainly because the consumption of the tenth soul skill or something is too great, and the power is too great.

Yan Mengmeng hasn't used it once so far.

This way.

The two of them came back to their senses and understood the changes just now.

They only remembered that their eyes were white just now, and countless sword shadows were constantly spinning.

Then there was a faint blood mark on his neck, which looked like an extremely thin red line.

Looking at Yan Mengmeng's side and grabbing the person who had replied before, they realized that they were facing death just now.

If it weren't for Yan Mengmeng's intention to kill them, they would be the same corpses as the deacon on the ground now.

Thinking of this, the cold sweat of both of them came down.

But what was even more scared was the person Yan Mengmeng caught at the moment, everyone was scared stupid, and Yan Mengmeng didn't even have a chance to ask.

Now the quality of these people is really poor, and now, Yan Mengmeng is really impatient.

A teleportation came to the two of them again, and the Chengying Sword pointed at them and spoke slowly.

"One last time, tell me what I want to know!"

Although in their eyes, Yan Mengmeng just raised her hand and held a black thing at them, but the full sense of crisis made them a little scared.

For a brief moment, the two looked at each other and then made a decision.

Urging the martial spirits, the two quickly retreated, directly ten meters away from Yan Mengmeng, and then the two looked at each other again.

Yan Mengmeng: ???

Just when Yan Mengmeng was puzzled, Chrysanthemum Niang's elegant voice remembered: "Old ghost, fusion!" ”

At the same time, the momentum of the two began to increase dramatically.

At this moment, Yan Mengmeng suddenly remembered, isn't this the martial soul fusion technique of the two of them - the realm of bipolar static!

I remember it seems to be quite powerful.

Yan Mengmeng is reminiscing, and it has already started here.

I saw that the martial soul behind this chrysanthemum girl was constantly changing, and the little ghost also ran towards him with the martial soul.

When the two touched together, Ghost Douluo directly grabbed Chrysanthemum Niang's hand, his fingers interlocked, full of gay energy......

Uh, soul energy!

Constantly overflowing from the two.

Immediately, the martial souls of the two began to change, and the soul rings on their bodies also broke away from them, forming a soul ring circle, constantly rotating in the air.

Yan Mengmeng is really irritable now, she doesn't want to play with these two little things anymore.

But I didn't interrupt them either.

After a few moments, the soul power fluctuations stopped.

Two distinctive voices rang out: "The poles... Still Field! ”

Suddenly, a powerful fluctuation of soul power emanated from them.

Everything that was affected fell into a static state, which was a bit similar to Yan Mengmeng's world discoloration.

It's just that it hasn't lost its color.

When she arrived at Yan Mengmeng, she did feel a limiting force.

But for her, talk is better than nothing.

One thing is still strange, what do you do when it's all still?

Then she knew the answer, as long as the two of them held hands together, it was possible to maintain the field and move.

So the two of them didn't say a word, and attacked Yan Mengmeng.

The silver light of the blade flashed.

Then two figures flew upside down, yes, it was the two of Chrysanthemum Niang.

When they attacked, Yan Mengmeng kicked it back without thinking about it.

In an instant, the martial soul fusion skills of the two were forcibly lifted, and everything returned to normal.

Of course, the two Chrysanthemum Niang were also affected by this strong backlash and spit out a mouthful of old blood.

stared at Yan Mengmeng in disbelief.

Yan Mengmeng is really impatient, since you are looking for death, then I will give you this opportunity.

Since you can't find those who participated, let's take the titles of you two!

Wielding the Chengying Sword in his hand, Yan Mengmeng's eyes were full of murderous energy.

In a hurry, the two began to realize the seriousness of the matter, and kept begging Yan Mengmeng for mercy, and now in their eyes, Yan Mengmeng is a god of death!

And just as Yan Mengmeng was about to make a move, a sentence from the two woke up Yan Mengmeng.

Chrysanthemum Niang: "We have soul bones, a lot of soul bones......"

Yan Mengmeng: "Yes, everything is because of a soul bone ......"

The two didn't understand what Yan Mengmeng meant.

But it doesn't matter, today, they have to die.

Yan Mengmeng carried a sword and approached the two step by step.

Raise your hand and swing your sword.

Pointing directly at the chrysanthemum girl who is constantly struggling on the ground.

After a sword.

What was expected did not happen.

Instead, there was a sound of metal colliding.

'Ding~'

Even Yan Mengmeng didn't expect it.

It turned out to be a spider who caught this sword, looking at the black spider that was cut by Yan Mengmeng's sword, Yan Mengmeng was puzzled.

His own Shadow Bearing Sword is not something that ordinary things can resist, even if he doesn't use much strength.

Although the spider was still solved, it shouldn't have made that collision, even if it was to cut the iron with the Shadow Sword, it wouldn't make any sound.

Then it means that this spider is not an ordinary thing.

Thinking of this, Yan Mengmeng began to seriously perceive the breath, before Yan Mengmeng didn't pay much attention to the surroundings because of the polar static realm of the two chrysanthemums, but now that she began to perceive the breath, Yan Mengmeng found that something more powerful than her master's breath was not far away.

Yan Mengmeng was a little puzzled, while the two of them were ecstatic.

began to shout: "Your Majesty has come to save us......"

Before the words fell, a figure appeared in front of Yan Mengmeng.

The whole person is taller than Yan Mengmeng, about one meter seven or eight, dressed in gorgeous and noble clothes, slightly golden curly hair, and a static face, exuding an elegant atmosphere every movement.

Similarly, she was also looking at Yan Mengmeng, with dark eyes, a small face, a black soul power coat, and ten pitch-black soul rings around her body.

The two looked at each other, who didn't speak.

The two ghost chrysanthemums who survived the catastrophe hurriedly got up and came to the woman's side, and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!" After that, it was pushed to the back.

The woman didn't pay attention to them, she still stared at Yan Mengmeng opposite.

Thought: Ten soul rings?

Could it be that she is also the heir to the throne?

No, ten soul rings should already be gods.

God doesn't exist in this realm.

Wait, the soul ring is wrong, there is no pattern?

……

Yan Mengmeng was also staring at her here.

Listening to the name of the chrysanthemum girl and the little ghost just now, this person must be Bibi Dong!

I have to say, it's even more beautiful than in the anime.

But it shouldn't be such a strong aura.

The Soul Master Contest and Tang Hao were not strong when they started!

……

The two of them analyzed each other, and after a while, Yan Mengmeng spoke: "You are the Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace?" ”