The White Dragon is born!

Death Swamp!

Plus the brilliant and domineering Spirit King Sword to the extreme!

With such a strong visual effect, it's not just the core disciple...

Even the upper echelons of the entire Martial Spirit Hall were in a state of horror at the moment.

They had never seen such an exaggerated martial spirit possession.

No one's martial soul possession will make the entire world change color.

This world...

is even cheering for the appearance of martial spirits?

Especially the terrifying micro-pressure emanating from the white dragon...

His arms couldn't help but tremble, and the bewitching Yueguan's face was pale and weak.

"Myself, I'm actually scared~"

Looking at the fine sweat on his hands, Yueguan was inexplicably frightened.

In front of that white dragon, even if it was himself, he was afraid.

It was terrifying, like...

A thousand streams!!

I can't raise the slightest bit of resistance.

Yueguan looked at it, and a sudden scene made his heart tremble.

"Old ghost, you..."

His eyeballs almost burst, and Yueguan stared at Ghost Douluo.

I saw that beside him, a figure was kneeling on the ground with both hands on the ground.

The dignified title Douluo actually knelt down to greet him!

Oh my God!

Ghost Douluo gritted his teeth and used all his strength to support himself.

But it turned out that...

It was as if there was an invisible rule that made his efforts come to naught.

Even if the nine soul rings on the soles of his feet flickered, it was still impossible to escape the power of fate.

Wow!

Like a deflated balloon, Ghost Douluo smiled bitterly and finally gave up struggling.

His martial soul was afraid.

Or maybe it's welcoming his king.

At the same time, several figures appeared around the Papal Palace.

A handsome and young Qiandaoliu.

Towering Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Several other worshippers were also present, without exception.

"Strange, what kind of martial soul is it?"

Qiandaoliu frowned, staring at Ye Chen's Wanxiang.

The coercion of the white dragon was not weaker than him.

But Ye Chen's martial soul, isn't it the Infinite Sword?

Could it be... Martial soul mutation?

Qiandaoliu was very puzzled, and he couldn't figure it out at the moment, so he could only quietly watch the development of the situation.

The other worshippers had serious expressions and couldn't tell what was going on in their hearts.

But without exception, they were all shocked by the martial soul possession just now.

Even if it was an angelic martial spirit, it was impossible for the same level to make them fearful.

This is the first time!

Moreover, the other party is just a great soul master...

Audience.

The core disciples who were stunned couldn't help but be in an uproar.

What the hell was going on with that scene just now?!

Some of the disciples touched their foreheads and found that they were already in a cold sweat.

On the Fighting Spirit.

Bibi Dong and Xiaoxue were all stunned when they saw that Ye Chen was safe and sound.

The white dragon just now didn't attack Ye Chen?

The two of them carefully looked at the sword soul on Ye Chen's body, and their beautiful eyes couldn't help but tremble.

"Ye Chen, is this your martial soul?"

Qianyue walked over with a smile.

The already beautiful and holy face, coupled with the cuteness and well-behaved sister of the sister next door, is even more irresistible, and I can't wait to touch my head.

Damn!

The favor of the Pope, the daughter of the Pope.

Don't say it's two things, even if it's one thing, they're all liver and brain

And Ye Chen, it is actually the blessing of all people!

The core disciples in the audience couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and they were so envious that they couldn't replace them.

Looking at Xiaoxue's worried and well-behaved appearance, Ye Chen was also a little distracted, and then smiled:

"My martial soul has changed a little, which makes you worry~"

There is no way, this god-level martial soul, the special effects must be full.

"What's the matter, it's good to see that you're okay."

Qian Lingxue smiled slightly, and the holy smile seemed to capture all beings.

The scene of the two talking and laughing fell in Bibi Dong's eyes, but her face was gloomy in an instant, and she felt a pain in her heart.

It's as if her heart has been poached out.

Ye Chen, you are mine, no one can rob it~

Bibi Dong's eyes showed a strong possessiveness and sickly madness.

At this moment, she couldn't wait to rush up, knock Ye Chen down, and listen to him let out her own whisper~

Feeling that there was a poisonous snake-like eye staring at him, Ye Chen's goosebumps suddenly rose.

Damn it!

Forget that Bibi Dong is also sick.

She won't be stimulated, and then...

Ye Chen immediately restrained the smile on his face.

"Master, you go down first, and I'll explain these things to you later."

Qian Lingxue nodded, smiled sweetly, like a fairy, and her figure fluttered away.

As for Bibi Dong, he stared at Ye Chen deeply before leaving.

The fear from the soul made Ye Chen's body tremble slightly, and he suddenly felt a little bad.

Everyone slowed down for a while, and Long Chen, who had suffered the greatest impact, also got a chance to adjust his mentality.

He was closest to Ye Chen, and he knew very well how terrifying it was just now.

But if he had any hostility just now, he would definitely die.

It's not a feeling, it's what the martial soul in his body tells him.

"Ye Chen, let me see how powerful your mutated martial soul is."

Dispelling the fear in his heart, Long Chen regained his grip on the blade in his hand.

In an instant, his figure shot out.

At lightning speed.

The two blades are one in front of the other, ready to attack with both hands at any time.

Mutant martial spirit?

Ye Chen sneered in his heart, since you think this is a mutated martial soul, then mutate the martial soul.

However, with your strength, can you try it?

"Crazy, is Ye Chen planning to carry Long Chen's attack?"

"Ye Chen, get out of the way!"

"It's over, I didn't expect Ye Chen to be so light on the enemy."

“……”

Everyone's eyes were torn and they stared at the field.

I saw Ye Chen standing quietly in place, and his body didn't even move.

It's as if you want to use your body to deal with Longchen's attack.

This scene made Su Jingxue, who was holding hands tightly in the audience, couldn't help screaming.

As for Bibi Dong and Qianrenxue, they also raised a heart to their throats.

Especially the latter, staring at Long Chen's gaze had become eerie and terrifying.

"Ye Chen, you also underestimate me."

Long Chen's face was angry, and the strength in his hand was a little stronger again.

He raised his hands high, like an axe that opened the sky, and smashed heavily into Ye Chen's chest.

As if to tear him apart from it.

The silver streamer flashed, and some people couldn't help but close their eyes.

But in the next second, a strange sound broke into their ears.

Bang dang~

The crisp sound of metal colliding is extremely clear in the quiet arena of fighting spirits.

Everyone's eyes widened.

The scene in front of them completely made them stupid.

Oh my God!

Ye Chen is actually fine!

Could it be that Long Chen didn't hit?

No!

The blade in Long Chen's hand had already slashed, and it struck out a spark.

Even Long Chen himself gritted his teeth and worked hard.

Strangely...

The blade couldn't go half a step further, like a kitchen knife encountering steel, and it was forcibly blocked from the outside of the spirit sword.

Martial Soul, the attack of another martial soul head-on?

Moreover, unscathed!

The strange scene made the audience can't help but exclaim.

Even if it was a thousand streams, his eyes widened at the moment.

On the throne, Bibi Dong showed a bewitching look that charmed all beings, his eyes were full of smiles, and he was very fascinated.

"Brother Ye Chen, you are so powerful~"