God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 2150 Little Monster (1)

Yue Qingcheng glanced at them calmly.

Gong Sizhan and Meng Sanyan moved, attacking her extremely fast.

"go with!"

Countless thin threads floated out of Yue Qingcheng's body, involving in manipulating the spiritual weapon.

But as many as several people can't see it, and the twelve screens can't show it. This is the soul line.

The floating eyes trembled slightly, it was obvious that Mo Chungui had seen it.

He probably didn't expect that someone would use his soul power like this, and he was also surprised that Yue Qingcheng's soul power was so powerful.

brush!

The spirit weapons flew towards the three of them.

Ding Ding Ding!

For a moment, it was full of the sounds of Gong Sizhan and Meng Sanyan parrying spiritual weapons.

The two fought towards Yue Qingcheng, but were blocked by a spiritual weapon on the way, and they never went so smoothly.

They did not expect that Yue Qingcheng could control so many spiritual weapons at the same time!

It is difficult for others to control a spiritual weapon as they like, even if it is Gong Sizhan, the spiritual weapon that he uses like waving his arm is just a feather fan that stays with his mind.

hum-

The floating eyes moved.

Yue Qingcheng's body sank slightly, and she felt that the movement speed of the spirit weapons had slowed down.

Floating eyes?

Yue Qingcheng looked up, how majestic was that eye?

"go with!"

Several spirit weapons hit the Floating Eye.

At this time, Gong Sizhan and Meng Sanyan were also approaching Yue Qingcheng.

Meng Sanyan said: "Ning!"

A spirit pattern was formed, and the spirit power under his feet swayed slightly.

Then, within a certain range, the movement of the spiritual weapon became even slower.

Gong Sizhan took the opportunity to kill Yue Qingcheng.

The feather fan shook lightly, "Death!"

boom!

In front of Yue Qingcheng, twining vines appeared.

Gong Sizhan's attack landed on these vines.

His eyes trembled slightly, and he thought, is this the vine monster from before?

The line of sight swept over quickly, and sure enough, no monster was found elsewhere.But wasn't that monster scattered by them?

How did it become so strong again?

He couldn't help looking at Yue Qingcheng, and asked suspiciously, "Is this the power to control Mu's blood?"

motherfucker...

Even he is going to scold his mother!

Why is there another power of blood coming out!

Judging from the current situation, Yue Qingcheng has Bingfeng, Yumu, and the unawakened power of the pupil art?

At such an old age, he has never seen so much blood power in the same person.

Even if your blood is mixed, it is not bad to be able to awaken the power of one bloodline, but how can you awaken the power of two bloodlines?

And the power of the third bloodline also seems to be a sign of awakening!

Yue Qingcheng smiled, "As expected of a master guardian of the clan, yes, it is the blood of the wood."

Mind moving.

The vines cut off by Gong Sizhan grew wildly again, entangled towards Gong Sizhan like tentacles.

"Gong Sizhan, I'll deal with it, you attack her!"

Meng Sanyan chased after him, and sent spirit patterns towards the vine, trying to trap it inside.

Gong Sizhan's pressure eased, and he rushed over immediately.

Yue Qingcheng smiled and punched her fist.

Everyone knew that Yue Qingcheng could kill Zhao Daxiong, and her body training skills must be good. No, her fist was a little terrifying, and it seemed that even the surrounding air became hot.

When this kind of fist reached its peak——

Roar--

With a roar of a tiger, it suddenly appeared on the Lingwen Platform.

"Ah, my ears!"

The roar of the tiger amplified by the Lingwen platform almost shattered the eardrums of the audience who were all focused on the screen!

boom!

Different from Zhao's Tiger Fist, it seemed that a complete tiger appeared and hit Gong Sizhan with the wind of the fist.

Gong Sizhan opened the feather fan in amazement, and with a bang, he flew out.

In the auditorium, a martial artist suddenly stood up and pointed at Yue Qingcheng tremblingly, "Isn't this the blood power of our Minghu Dynasty?"

(End of this chapter)