People are in Douluo, the martial soul is blackened at the beginning

Xiao Wu next to him would cast suspicious eyes from time to time, making Pan Yun a little nervous.

Xiao Wu has been looking at him since what just happened.

I once suspected that he was the one who made the mandala snake look like that.

Although it was indeed Pan Yun who did it, whoever admits to this kind of thing is a fool.

Just sit there and say it directly.

"Don't look at me. I didn't do this. It really wasn't me."

Xiao Wu continued to look at him, but now she spoke with a smile.

"Brother Yun, I didn't say it was you. Are you too nervous?"

Hearing this, Pan Yun was helpless, but he still spoke speechlessly.

"I always feel weird when you look at me like this."

After Xiao Wu recovered for a while, she looked at Pan Yun with a smile.

"Okay, why don't you think I won't look at it?"

Pan Yun breathed a sigh of relief. He just wouldn't ask anymore. If he asked again, he would collapse.

Sitting there, watching Tang San in front of him absorb the spirit ring, he felt a little emotional.

Fortunately this time, he didn't kill the mandala snake directly with a knife.

Otherwise, you will be directly at a loss. After all, the soul ring is of course better with extreme matching.

After Tang San sat cross-legged for a while, he finished absorbing the spirit ring. When he opened his eyes, he looked at the master, Pan Yun and others in front of him, and started talking excitedly.

"I made it, I made it!"

Yu Xiaogang stood aside and breathed a sigh of relief.

In the end, he couldn't help but start talking directly.

"Okay, now that the soul rings have been obtained, we should go back. This forest full of soul beasts is not safe, so it is best to leave as soon as possible."

Several people nodded along, and while walking on the road, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but ask.

"Xiao San, what is your number one soul skill?"

Hearing this, Tang San summoned his Blue Silver Grass martial spirit from his hand.

A soul ring above it was floating slowly.

"The first soul skill, Coil!"

A series of vines stretched out from the blue silver grass, heading directly towards Pan Yun in front of him.

When he saw this scene, Pan Yun resisted the urge to curse, and instead spoke directly.

"Is there something wrong with you? There is no need to experiment on me!"

After saying that, he directly summoned his sickle spirit, and after swinging it out, all the blue silver grass broke.

Pan Yun breathed a sigh of relief and rolled his eyes at Tang San in front of him.

However, the martial soul in his hand did not put away. Instead, he directly pressed it against the opponent's neck and started talking.

"Come on, explain why you let me go? Otherwise, I will let you know today what cruelty is!"

Hearing this, Tang San looked at the Death Scythe with some fear.

He knew in his heart that his Bluesilver Grass had been strengthened. Among other things, it was blessed with poison and toughness because of the mandala snake.

Unexpectedly, it was cut off directly by the opponent's sickle.

Moreover, Tang San always felt a little frightened by the approach of the sickle, if nothing else.

There is always a sense of death in it, as if I will die at any moment.

Looking at the blade nervously, he hurriedly spoke.

"Well, Brother Yun, don't get excited, don't get excited, I'm just giving it a try."

Pan Yun couldn't help but punch this guy in the end, even punching Tang San on the shoulder. After finally retracting his hand, Pan Yun couldn't help but say something.

"Let me tell you, your soul skill is okay if you control it, but when it comes to a martial soul like mine, it seems a bit restrained, mowing the grass?"

Hearing this, Tang San nodded, but he was a little disappointed. He didn't expect that he would still be cut.

I was still thinking about this matter at first, it seemed a bit impossible, but now I know it.

Mowing the lawn is really not just talk.

"Brother Yun, seize the bamboo shoots. At first you called me Blue Silver Grass, and then my martial spirit turned into Blue Silver Grass. Then you said the grass-cutting combination again, and I was really cut."

Pan Yun was just talking about it at the beginning, and he really didn't blame him for the Bluesilver Grass incident. Who told Tang San that this guy was the fucking Bluesilver Grass?

This has absolutely nothing to do with his curse!

As for the problem of mowing the grass, there is no way. Who can make his sickle strong enough?

Tang San turned around and continued talking.

"But Brother Yun, your martial spirit is really strong. When you just cut off my soul skill vines, I felt that my soul power seemed to be weakening a little."

Hearing this, Pan Yun glanced at the martial spirit in his hand. He didn't feel anything just now.

But Tang San must have said so, after all, killing some flowers and plants can increase one's cultivation level.

This martial spirit is naturally not comparable to ordinary martial arts.

"Of course, mistress, you are destined to be abused by me, but don't worry, I will be very gentle in the future."

Tang San was speechless for a moment, and finally thought of his second martial spirit, and then thought of the pile of hidden weapons in his 24th Bridge on a Moonlit Night.

At this time, Xiao Wu walked to Pan Yun's side and pointed at the sickle.

Pan Yun nodded, put it away, and touched her head again.

When seeing this scene, Tang San's eyes were filled with envy.

At this time, Yu Xiaogang interrupted several people's conversations or asked questions.

"Has anything changed in Bluesilver Grass?"

Tang San nodded, and finally looked at his martial spirit and began to speak seriously.

"Yes, my martial soul's toughness has become stronger. It can even be said that it has been enhanced a lot. It also has some of the venom of the mandala snake."

Hearing this, Pan Yun immediately became angry, strangled Tang San with a chokehold, and began to speak. .

"You Tang San, you're poisonous and you used it on me, Brother Yun, so just tell me if you did it on purpose?"

Hearing this, Tang San was stunned, then shook his head, and finally spoke.

"Don't worry, Brother Yun, I can detoxify myself. Don't worry."

Don't worry, this guy looks like a yin at first glance.

Along the way, I didn't bother to pay attention to this guy, and just started talking to Xiao Wu.

The two were talking and laughing, and the two behind them ate dog food along the way.

In the end, I could only relieve the feeling of stress through chatting.

After the two of them had a good conversation, Yu Xiaogang came directly to Pan Yun's side.

"Pan Yun, what soul beast does your first soul skill come from?"

Pan Yun waved his hand and said directly.

"A ghost vine, and then it's 400 years old, and the age is also the most perfect. This is how you obtained soul skills at that time, what's wrong?"

Yu Xiaogang squeezed it after hearing this, and finally couldn't help but say.

"Will Gui Teng give such a powerful soul ring? Or is it a matter of martial souls?"

He seemed to be lost in thought, but Pan Yun didn't want to worry about it, and Tang San beside him couldn't wake up the teacher who was thinking.

When the last few people arrived outside the Soul Hunting Forest, Yu Xiaogang came back to his senses and glanced at Pan Yun.

He even spoke with some seriousness.

"Your martial spirit is very powerful. I want to see what your second martial spirit will be like when the time comes."