Douluo Dalu

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No matter the speed or strength, the mandala snake is not able to compete with the current Tang San. Seeing the snake head fluttering, Tang San’s footsteps are fascinating, and the body has shook a little and has shifted laterally three feet. Tang San knows that for himself, there is only one chance. If it is not successful, then the mandala snake will never be fooled.

At the crucial moment, he decided to take the opportunity to move almost all his Xuan Tiangong skills to his hands. The blue light flashed in his palm, and his left hand sucked and sent. The body changed its position again under the influence of ghosts.

The mandala snake only felt that a suction suddenly came from the side of his head, and the snake head turned away uncontrollably. At this time, because it slammed Tang San, the snake mouth was wide open and was about to close.

A blue light seems to appear out of thin air, waiting quietly there, just in the moment when the snake head of the mandala snake turns, just before the opening of the snake mouth, hehe

The snake, which is nearly four meters long, stiffened almost in an instant. The two short swords of the handle were completely immersed in the mouth of the snake. The next moment, the body of the mandala snake moved violently. For a time, the sand fluttered on the ground. Its hard body swept over, whether it was a shrub or a small tree, it was like a baptism of a tornado. Broken, scattered.

After fully smashing the sword, Tang San’s footsteps and ghosts have already retreated quickly, just in time to avoid the sweep of the mandala snake’s tail. The so-called worms die without being stiff, and Tang San, who knows the characteristics of snakes, will never think that the mandala snake will die immediately.

"Little three." The eager call of the master made Tang San wake up. He knows that everything he has just done is inevitably presented to the master. Your own soul does not belong to this world, and all this is obviously not known to anyone. How to do?

Kill the master to destroy the mouth? Tang San believes that with the attack power and particularity of the silent sleeve arrow, at least 70% of his own can be achieved, and Luo Sangun has no ability to attack at this time. But how can he do that? The master is his teacher. Although he only got a few days to get along, he has already received the respect of Tang Sanzheng. No way, I can only lie.

A deliberate one at the foot, Tang San fell directly to the ground.

The master reached out and copied. He was also the soul teacher of the twenty-ninth level. Although the martial arts were worse, the soul was still there, and he supported Tang San. "Little three, how are you?"

"Teacher, scared me. How did the snake not catch up?"

The master stared at the way the mandala snake was horrifying, and blamed: "How suddenly did you let go, do you know how dangerous it is?"

In fact, the master did not see as much as Tang San imagined. After all, this was in the middle of the night, and the master did not have the visual ability of his purple konjac. In the dark, the master only vaguely saw that Tang San’s body fell backwards, and there was a flash of light on the blue dagger. As for the squeaky sound of the sleeve arrow on the Sharoman snake, the master did not notice.

"I don't know what's going on. I have sweat on my hand. It seems to suddenly slip. Teacher, I just waved the short sword you gave me. It seems to be the snake."

Pulling up the hands of Tang San, his palms are really cold sweats. The master guessed that Tang San was stabbing the mandala snake, and it is likely to stab the key to the mandala snake. Otherwise, this How can a soul beast that is ferocious and vicious and will be reported suddenly may not pursue it.

"Don't go over, wait and see. The vitality of the snake soul beast is extremely tenacious, not so easy to die."

Tang San’s big mouth was breathing, and it’s not that he deliberately pretended it. He’s already had some force.

In the face of a powerful soul beast of the century-old mandala snake, he has used all his strength at that moment. If the control crane does not **** the head of the Sharoman snake, then the ending will completely become another. A look.

After this thrill, Tang San has secretly decided that after going back, he must find a way to arm himself as much as possible. Before Xuantian could not be completed, all kinds of hidden weapons were obviously the best choice, and that is what Tang San is best at.

The mentor and the disciple stood in the distance and watched carefully. The mandala snake gradually calmed down from the madness of hysteria, and the body was constantly twisted on the ground, causing the plants on the ground to be broken, revealing the soil below. .

The master gave Tang San a sword. Although one foot two is not long, the brain that pierces the mandala snake is enough. That is a fatal injury.

As the struggle of the mandala snake became weaker and weaker, the master gradually relaxed his breath. Then, the look on his face began to change. The panic before it gradually became ecstasy. "Great, This is really good. Xiaosan, your soul ring has fallen."

"Teacher, what do you say? You won't say this snake?" Tang San looked at the master with surprise.

The master nodded seriously. "Yes, it is. The mandala snake is growing for a year before the millennium reaches the millennium. The body will grow by one centimeter. The length of this mandala snake is close to four meters. That is to say, he has nearly four hundred years of cultivation. Just close to the soul of the soul to absorb the limits of the first soul ring. You will have no problem with your soulful soul to absorb its soul ring."

"But, teacher. My martial art is a plant. This mandala snake is a beast-like soul beast. Can I make it a soul ring? No conflict?" Tang San doubted.