Meng Yiran chuckled, and the purple soul mark on his shoulder emitted a strange light.
The second soul ring that had always been calmly beating around him finally lit up.
Meng Yiran moved, and his body "swimmed" strangely, as if he had no bones. He easily broke free from the binding of the blue silver grass, and even walked comfortably in the wildly growing grass, not caring about Tang San's movements at all.
control.
Is she immune to poison?
Tang Tang frowned and realized that the situation was getting complicated.
Meng Yiran's language and anti-human bending movements completely attracted everyone's attention, and no one noticed that the straight snake staff in her hand disappeared at some point.
A dark purple venomous snake swam quickly along the wildly growing blue silver grass, and soon approached the place where Tang San was standing.
The first soul skill, tongue blade!
The poisonous snake man stood up, and quickly stabbed Tang San with the sharp snake letter in his huge mouth.
Oops, we're too close, we can't hide!
"Transformation!" Tang Tang said in time.
This is a displacement idiom language spirit that she recently found based on her own weaknesses and the needs of the team.
The shadow under her feet rippled like water, and an illusory light and shadow stood upright in the middle of the shadow. A second later, this light and shadow solidified into the appearance of Tang San.
And right in front of the tongue blade, Tang San's body "transformed" into the shadow and disappeared.
"Bang! Click!"
Tang San disappeared, but the tongue blade could not hold back its attack and stabbed sharply at the century-old tree behind Tang San, leaving a deep mark on the hard trunk.
"Zizzi~" is the sound of the tree trunk being corroded.
As soon as Tang San escaped from danger, he saw that the scars on the tree trunk behind him were a sinister purple-black color, and the surface touched by the tongue blade was rapidly decaying and falling off.
It turns out she also uses poison!
Tang San suddenly understood.
This is also a limitation of his thinking. Most snake spirits naturally have the secondary attribute of poison. No wonder she is not afraid of her own paralyzing toxin!
Zhao Wuji showed dissatisfaction on his face and yelled loudly: "Tang San! Don't be arrogant in front of seniors!" When he turned his head, he winked and said softly: "Move quickly! If you are late, things will change!"
I wonder if Duke Long is on his way here, but the ownership of this soul beast needs to be finalized as soon as possible!
Tang San nodded slightly, attacked again, and fought with Meng Yiran.
After revealing the snake body soul skill, Meng Yiran no longer hid his clumsiness. The snake body and tongue blade cooperated, and the combination of flexible roaming and sinister counterattacks actually exerted the effect of one plus one greater than two, faintly overpowering Tang San.
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Knowing that the two of them would fight like this without any result, Tang San was heartbroken. One hand accurately grasped the tongue blade when it stabbed, and the other hand followed the tongue blade's retraction and pinched it hard.
On the seven inches of the snake staff.
The snake staff also has a snake side. Even if it is not a real snake, its seven inches is definitely its biggest weakness!
"Humph! Idiot!" Meng Yiran sneered, "My tongue is full of poison!"
Tang San smiled slightly and made no excuses. The hand holding the snake staff shone like jade.
Mysterious jade hands are immune to all poisons!
Seeing this scene, Meng Yiran still didn't understand. This kid was obviously not afraid of his own poison!
It’s okay if he’s not afraid. There are always some magical martial souls and soul skills that are not afraid of toxins. What does he mean when he smiles?!
"Arrogant brat!"
Both sides were in a stalemate holding one end of the snake staff. Meng Yiran had no other choice, and all his soul power surged towards Tang San along the snake staff.
Fight for soul power?
Tang San raised his brows, and the Xuantian Technique started to circulate continuously.
