Douluo's end Yanlong God

This is also the advantage of control-type soul masters among soul masters of the same level. Especially when everyone's level is not high and there are not many soul skills that can be used, it becomes even more difficult to break free from the control skills of the control soul master. Lan Yincao, who has two century-old soul rings, Mandala Snake and Ghost Vine, is not so easy to break free from. After all, not everyone has the same level of power as Zhao Wuji. Meng Yiran and the snake-head crutch in her hand were all entangled in the blue silver grass, but she didn't seem to have any intention of admitting defeat. Along with a cold snort, the two soul rings on Meng Yiran suddenly lit up at the same time. Seeing the shining soul ring on her body, Tang San was immediately startled. You must know that once paralyzed by the toxins attached to the Blue Silver Grass, it is impossible to continue to mobilize the soul power. This is why the control ability of the Blue Silver Grass is no longer Very important reason. And since Meng Yiran was able to activate two soul rings in front of her, then she must not have been poisoned. While feeling surprised in his heart, Tang San stepped on the ghost shadow trail again without hesitation and quickly retreated. At the same time, he also saw a strange scene. Meng Yiran's body, entangled in the blue silver grass, seemed to be twisted without any bones. His suddenly soft body suddenly emerged from the blue silver grass as if it had been greased with oil, holding the snake head in his hand. The crutch hit Tang San directly. The snake-head crutch was placed in the snake's head, and a two-foot-long tongue blade spurted out, instantly shortening the distance between him and Tang San. The tongue blade flashed with a blue luster, and it was obviously highly poisonous. Meng Yiran activated two soul skills at the same time, the first soul ring skill, Tongue Blade, and the second soul ring skill, Snake Body. Relying on the snake body, she slipped out of the blue silver grass package, and the tongue blade burst out with a powerful attack, and the initiative was immediately reversed. However, Meng Yiran looked really embarrassed at this time. Although the spikes on the bluesilver grass cannot cause the poison to have any effect, and cannot even penetrate her extremely slippery snake body, her clothes have no skill effect. At this time, the whole suit was already riddled with holes, and some of its wonderful features could be vaguely seen through the holes. This is also the reason why Meng Yiran attacked Tang San as soon as he broke free from the Blue Silver Grass. At this time, she was not only angry, but also ashamed and angry. Dai Mubai, who was watching the battle, murmured: "Three of these Blue Silver Grass martial spirits are really good at taking off their clothes. If they had controlled it just now, their opponent might have just given up." Whether it was Dai Mubai or Ma Hong Jun and Oscar, their eyes were staring at Meng Yiran for a moment. After all, Meng Yiran was also a very outstanding beauty, and the hole-in-the-eyes outfit at this time had a hazy beauty. Dai Mubai and Oscar were somewhat restrained, but the fat man Ma Hongjun was already drooling, and there was a strong tendency for the evil fire to rise. Seeing that the Bluesilver Grass was unable to work, Tang San couldn't help but frown slightly. The tongue blade was already in front of him. The sudden increase of two feet in length was so sudden that he could no longer dodge. The body tilted slightly, Tang San stopped retreating, exerted force with his feet, and rushed forward almost against the blade of his tongue. At the same time, he used his left hand to pull with Controlling Crane Strength, and his right hand smashed out with Dragon Capturing Strength. The target was just below the snake's head on the snake staff. , if this is really a snake, then Tang San's target is eight inches of this snake. At this time, Tang San already understood why Meng Yiran was immune to the toxins on his Blue Silver Grass. It was because her martial spirit itself was extremely poisonous, and she naturally had a certain degree of immunity to the poison. It is precisely because of this that she was able to successfully escape from her entanglement skills. There was a muffled sound, and the snake-head crutch rose slightly. Meng Yiran's spirit power was more domineering than Tang San imagined. Although the snake staff was blown away, Tang San did not get a chance to attack. Meng Yiran forcibly lifted the snake staff. Pulling it back, the hands holding the snake staff shook slightly, and the snake staff turned into light and shadow and pointed towards Tang San at the same time. The light and shadow of this coat were imaginary and solid, carrying surging domineering soul power, covering almost all the space where Tang San could dodge. And at this moment, Tang San's eyes suddenly lit up, the deep purple light flashing from them, it was the Purple Demon Eyes. Seeing Tang San's eyes suddenly turn purple, Meng Yiran couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but relax his hands slightly. The light and shadow of the coat transformed by the snake-headed crutch can each be real, or each of them can be fake. Only by constantly changing between the real and the fake can they maintain their existence. Even a master like Zhao Wuji could only choose to block it with no other options when faced with such an attack. However, in front of Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes, the extremely fast snake-headed crutch slowed down. All the trajectories were clearly reflected in Tang San's brain through the Purple Devil Eyes. Zheng Tang San's hands moved forward, and they stretched forward without hesitation. The sticky soul power caused the snake-head crutch to stagnate suddenly, and then, Tang San's hands moved. San's right hand penetrated in like a flash of lightning, and unexpectedly grabbed the body of the snake-headed crutch. The position he grabbed was exactly eight inches where he had hit before. Meng Yiran only felt the snake staff in his hand tighten, and all the illusory lights and shadows disappeared. However, Meng Yiran's attack did not end. The tongue blade spitting out from the snake-head crutch suddenly slid down strangely, directly cutting towards Tang San's right hand holding the crutch. The sharp blade shone with a blue luster. Everyone knew that if it were to strike this time, Meng Yiran's reaction speed would be extremely fast. Almost at the same time that Tang San grabbed the snake-head crutch, the tongue blade had already struck down. In this situation, even if Tang San wanted to hide, it was already too late. If he loosened his grip on the snake staff, Meng Yiran would inevitably drive the snake staff down, and the target of the tongue blade's attack would immediately turn to Tang San's body. As the saying goes, every inch is longer and every inch stronger. Although Tang San's ghostly shadow and shadow were mysterious, under this situation, it was almost impossible to dodge Meng Yiran's attack. Here, Wu who was watching the battle had already screamed out in surprise and was about to rush forward, but was caught by Zhao Wuji who noticed in time. Zhao Wuji also had a gloomy look on his face, but in this fair competition, if he takes action rashly, it would violate the rules of the game. What's more, he believed that Tang San would never be defeated so easily. Back then, this guy had even defeated himself with his hidden weapon. At this time, his strongest attack method has never appeared. Faced with the cutting tongue blade, Tang San chose the simplest solution, which was also like committing suicide. His right hand did not let go, but his left hand quickly raised, and he actually grabbed the tongue spitting out from the snake staff. "Three." Wu exclaimed again, she was so scared that she closed her eyes, she never wanted to Saw the scene where Tang San's palm was cut off. But, was Tang San's palm cut off? The answer is of course no.