Chapter 118

Although Yan Mengmeng's lightsaber has become a filmmaker, 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 is still too far away from her, mainly because the consumption of the tenth soul skill is too large and the power is too strong.

Yan Mengmeng hasn't used it once so far.

This way.

Ghost chrysanthemum returned to their senses to understand the changes just now.

They only remember that there was a white in front of them just now, and countless sword shadows were spinning.

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

After watching Yan Mengmeng catch the people who answered before, they realized that they were facing death just now.

If Yan Mengmeng didn't mean to kill them, they would be the same bodies as the Deacon on the ground.

Thinking of this, their cold sweat came down.

But what is more afraid is the person Yan Mengmeng catches at the moment. Everyone is scared silly. Yan Mengmeng doesn't even have a chance to ask questions.

Now these people's psychological quality is really poor, and now Yan Mengmeng is really impatient.

A blink came to them again. Chengying pointed his sword at them and slowly opened his mouth.

"For the 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, they were afraid of the full sense of crisis.

For a short moment, they looked at each other and made a decision.

Urging Wu soul, they quickly backed away, directly ten meters away from Yan Mengmeng, and then they looked at each other again.

Yan Mengmeng:???

Just when Yan Mengmeng was confused, chrysanthemum mother's elegant voice remembered: "old ghost, integration!"

At the same time, their momentum began to improve dramatically.

So Yan Mengmeng suddenly remembered that this is their martial soul fusion technology - bipolar static field!

I think it's pretty good.

Yan Mengmeng is remembering that it has already started here.

The martial spirit behind the chrysanthemum mother kept changing, and the kid ran to him with the martial spirit.

When the two met, ghost Douluo directly held chrysanthemum mother's hand, clasped his fingers, full of gay energy

Uh, psychic energy!

Constantly overflowing from the two.

Immediately, their martial spirits began to change, and the soul ring on their body separated from them to form a soul ring, constantly rotating in the air.

Yan Mengmeng is really upset now. She doesn't want to play with these two little things anymore.

But I didn't interrupt them.

After a moment, the fluctuation of soul power stopped.

Two unique voices sounded: "bipolar... Static field!"

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

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

It just didn't lose color.

When she arrived at Yan Mengmeng, she really felt the power of restriction.

But for her, nothing is better than nothing.

It's a little strange. What do you do when you're still?

Then she knows the answer. As long as two people hold hands together, they can maintain this field and then move.

So without saying a word, they attacked Yan Mengmeng.

The silver light of the sharp blade flashed past.

Then two figures flew backward. Yes, it was chrysanthemum mother.

When they attacked, Yan Mengmeng didn't even think about it and kicked him back.

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

Of course, the chrysanthemum mother and the two were also strongly bitten by this, spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

Staring at Yan Mengmeng with an unbelievable face.

Yan Mengmeng is really impatient. Since you want to die, I will give you this opportunity.

Since you can't find those involved, take your two titles!

Waving the shadow sword in her hand, Yan Mengmeng was murderous in her eyes.

Being in a hurry, they began to realize the seriousness of the matter and constantly begged Yan Mengmeng for mercy. Now in their eyes, Yan Mengmeng is a god of death!

Just as Yan Mengmeng was ready to do it, their words woke Yan Mengmeng up.

Chrysanthemum mother: "we have soul bones, many soul bones..."

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

They didn't understand Yan Mengmeng at all.

But it doesn't matter. Today, they must die.

Yan Mengmeng approached them step by step with a sword.

Raise your hand and wave your sword.

Pointing at the struggling chrysanthemum mother on the ground.

After a sword.

What was expected didn't happen.

Instead, it makes a sound of metal collision.

'ding ~ '

Even Yan Mengmeng didn't think of it.

It was a spider that caught the sword. Looking at the black spider cut by Yan Mengmeng's sword, Yan Mengmeng was very confused.

Your own shadow sword can't be resisted by ordinary things, even if you don't use much force.

Although the spider was solved, it shouldn't make a collision. Even if you use the shadow sword to cut the iron, it won'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, because of the two polar static fields of chrysanthemum mother, Yan Mengmeng didn't care much about her surroundings. Now she began to perceive the breath. Yan Mengmeng found something stronger than her master's breath not far away.

Yan Mengmeng was puzzled, while Ju GUI and the two were ecstatic.

He began to shout, "Your Majesty has come to save us..."

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

The whole person is taller than Yan Mengmeng, about 1.78 meters. He is dressed in gorgeous and noble clothes, slightly golden curly hair and static face. He exudes an elegant atmosphere every time he moves.

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

The two looked at each other, and who spoke or not.

Ghost chrysanthemum, who lived the rest of their lives, quickly got up and came to the woman. They said, "thank you, your majesty!" and pushed them behind.

The woman ignored them and stared at the opposite Yan Mengmeng.

Think: Ten soul rings?

Is she also the heir to the throne?

No, the ten soul rings should already be gods.

God will not exist in this world.

Wait, what's wrong with the soul ring? No pattern?

……

Yan Mengmeng was also staring at her.

Listen to the name of chrysanthemum mother and kid just now, this person must be more than East!

I have to say, it's even more beautiful than animation.

But it shouldn't have such a strong smell.

When the soul master competition and Tang Hao started, they were not strong!

……

The two analyzed each other. A moment later, Yan Mengmeng said, "are you the Pope of the Wulin hall?"