This feeling made them a little scared.

After a brief period of comfort, it immediately turned into a soul-tearing pain.

The two wanted to break away, but they didn't have the strength at all, and they couldn't even scream.

On the contrary, it gives them a sense of security.

The treatment lasted for a long time, and Yan Mengmeng was also sweating.

But it's finally done.

Originally, it wasn't too difficult, just use their non-attribute soul power to transform their mutated energy.

But it's not that easy to control.

It must be accurate to the slightest bit of soul power.

After completion, the two of them felt refreshed, their waists were no longer sore, their legs were not painful, and it was not difficult to go up to the eighteenth floor in one breath.

And all this was because Yan Mengmeng had transformed all the abnormal energy they couldn't bear into energy that strengthened their physique.

Now their physical fitness has risen directly to a height.

After it was done, Yan Mengmeng looked at them with a relaxed look and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, it's okay now, you remember to improve your physical strength while increasing your soul power in the future, otherwise it will be like this."

Hearing this, the two looked at Yan Mengmeng, who still had some sweat stains on her forehead in front of them, and their eyes were full of gratitude.

Qi Qi bowed and thanked: "Thank you Master Ziyi!" ”

Yan Mengmeng: "Okay, okay, I won't tell you, go and get used to it yourself and then prepare for the night game, I'll go first!"

Oh, and don't tell anyone about it! ”

Huo Wushuang: "This ......"

Fire Dance: "Not even our family?" ”

Yan Mengmeng: "Well, it's just not at the moment, you can talk about it when the time comes." ”

Fire Dance: "Is the time?" What time is that? ”

Yan Mengmeng: "Hmm...... Let's end the contest! ”

Huo Wushuang: "Please rest assured, we promise to keep our mouths shut."

It's just that how can we repay such a great kindness......

Huo Wu: "Brother, what are you talking about, does Master Ziyi care about that?" ”

Yan Mengmeng: "No, in fact, I care a little, so you can help me find some information about God or something?" ”

Two: "God? ”

Yan Mengmeng: "That's right, a big family like you should have news about this, but it's just a little secret, you can find it!" ”

Fire Dance: "Well, we'll go back to the clan after the game!" “

Yan Mengmeng: "Well, go ahead, you still have a game at night." ”

After speaking, Yan Mengmeng turned her head and left.

All the way straight to the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect.

Counting on them to find news, Yan Mengmeng will still ask the sect herself, they are just a seed.

If there is a record of their sect, maybe it's true!

Compared to this, Yan Mengmeng should ask her master first, and then they will talk.

……

In the evening, Yan Mengmeng finally came to the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect.

And the Fire Warriors their game also began.

According to Yan Mengmeng's estimate, it is still a little difficult to win, but compared to the original words, there is a lot more hope.

After all, the strength is so much stronger.

But now, it's more important for Yan Mengmeng to do her own thing.

When she came to her master's small courtyard, Yan Mengmeng stepped forward and shouted, "Master, are you at home?" ”

What compares to the bridge is that Sword Douluo is really at home.

Hearing Yan Mengmeng's shout, he was a little puzzled.

Didn't she go to Baicao Valley today?

"Well, come in!"

With the master's consent, Yan Mengmeng pushed open the door.

Then I saw my master sitting there very leisurely.

A loose robe, giving a kind feeling.

Compared with the master I usually see, it is a world of difference.

Well, except for the look on this face!

Sword Douluo: "Didn't you go to Baicao Valley to find your godfather?" ”

Yan Mengmeng: "Well, after looking for it, won't you come back!" ”

"Then why are you here so late?"

"Well, master, I want to ask you something, do you know God?"

"God? You know, what's wrong? ”

"Didn't I clash with the Wuhun Hall last time, that Pope Bibi Dong is the successor of the god throne, so isn't this here to ask what is going on!"

"What, she's the heir to the throne?"

Sword Douluo, who heard the news, was terrified and startled Yan Mengmeng.

"Uh, it should be!"

After that, the atmosphere fell silent.

Sword Douluo's eyes drifted, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long while, he suddenly stood up and began to change his clothes.

By the way, he greeted Yan Mengmeng and said, "Let's go, go to the Seven Treasures Palace!" ”

The two of them hurried all the way to the Seven Treasures Palace.

At this time, Ning Fengzhi was still handling the affairs of the sect in the Seven Treasures Palace, accompanied by Bone Douluo.

The two of them saw Yan Mengmeng and they hurriedly came over, looking puzzled.

Ning Fengzhi: "Uncle Jian, why are you here?" ”

Sword Douluo didn't have the slightest nonsense, and went straight to the point: "Bibi Dong is the successor of the god throne!" ”

Hearing this, the two of them widened their eyes and looked at Sword Douluo in disbelief.

Bone Douluo: "You...... Seriously? ”

Sword Douluo: "Well, Meng Meng told me!" ”

In an instant, the three of them looked at Yan Mengmeng at the same time.

Yan Mengmeng was a little caught off guard, and nodded awkwardly: "Well, that's true!" ”

Ning Fengzhi: "Do you know what god position?" ”

Yan Mengmeng: "Eh, I don't know, I heard the old chrysanthemum chatting with the little ghost, and I also forced Bibi Dong to ask later, she admitted it herself, but she didn't ask what god position it was." ”

Ning Fengzhi: "That's ......"

The atmosphere on the field became quiet again, and after a while, Ning Fengzhi sighed and said, "Hey, Mengmeng, I'm afraid you came to Uncle Jian to understand the things of God, right?" ”

Yan Mengmeng: "Hmm! ”

Ning Fengzhi: "Then I'll tell you, with your strength, if you don't save it, you will definitely come into contact with it." ”

"Well, I actually don't think Bibi Dong is much stronger when he inherits the god throne? It's just that there's a different breath! ”

"No, it's just that she hasn't succeeded in the magic exam."

"Divine exam? I know this, it's the test of God, Bibi Dong said! ”

"Well, yes, these are all legends for Uncle Sword Douluo Gu, Uncle Jian's father went to challenge Qiandaoliu in order to pursue that higher realm, and he died not long after he failed.

I remember that at that time, I was only as old as you, and Uncle Jian was only in the Soul Saint realm. ”

"And then? What does this have to do with God? ”

"Don't worry, listen to me continue to tell you, Uncle Jian's father brought back a message after failing the challenge, he didn't lose in strength, but in the field, the Martial Spirit Hall is the inheritance of the gods!

Uncle Jian's father was defeated by divine power, and his injuries at that time could not be healed at all, and that kind of power, even my father said he had never seen it.

And the realm that Uncle Jian's father pursued was actually God. ”

"Huh? So God is actually a realm? It's not peculiar, like governing something or something! ”

In Yan Mengmeng's cognition, isn't God the father-in-law of the land in the previous life, the father of thunder and the mother of lightning!

Now Ning Fengzhi told himself that this was just a soul master realm!

This......

makes Yan Mengmeng a little unbelievable!