Chapter 367 Death Coil? I know
Tang San frowned and said in a dark voice:
"Teacher, my second soul skill is called Death Coil."
"Death Coil?!"
Yu Xiaogang chewed it twice, and then the one eye lit up.
This soul skill, just by hearing the name, you can tell it is terrifyingly powerful.
"Okay, great!"
"Xiao San, let me see your second soul skill quickly!"
Yu Xiaogang urged impatiently.
Tang San looked troubled, hesitating slightly, but decided to show it to Yu Xiaogang.
Maybe the teacher can know where the problem lies?
"Teacher, look."
Hearing Tang San's reminder, Yu Xiaogang stared closely at Tang San who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
"Xiao San, my teacher is watching."
"Hoo~"
Tang San let out a long breath.
Under Yu Xiaogang's strange gaze, he slowly breathed into his mouth again
Cheeks bulged on both sides.
The second soul ring flashes quickly.
"Quack!"
A strange frog cry was deafening.
A wisp of blue silver grass stained with saliva made Yu Xiaogang's eyes turn black.
He stared at Tang San in stunned silence.
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"Aha. Uh-huh!"
Not far away.
The little rabbit leaning against Ling Yuan was about to laugh out loud.
Even though Lingyuan covered his little mouth in time, Xiao Wu was still trembling all over.
That little face turned red from suppressing it.
Can't stop laughing.
Lingyuan Douluo also couldn't help laughing.
But he was quite measured, gritting his teeth so hard that his cheeks felt sore.
A few tears squeezed out of those beautiful eyes that looked forward to her glory.
Qian Renjue also had a weird face.
He glanced back at the two Lingyuan girls and was infected by their smiles.
That handsome and upright face gradually turned into a smile.
Qian Renjue grinned.
Somewhat unable to trust himself, he raised his hands to cover his face and turned back to look at Tang San again.
He also didn't expect that Crispy Frog would be so effective!
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When Tang San activated his second soul skill.
The cheeks suddenly swelled, and there were some pimples on the face.
Then he opened his mouth and vomited.
A wisp of bluesilver grass stained with saliva was spat out by him.
Soon it wrapped around the sapling in front of it.
Just pulling like that.
But he couldn't even pull up a small sapling.
"Isn't it old?"
Tang San held the blue silver grass in his mouth and looked up at Yu Xiaogang in confusion.
"How could it be? How could it be like this?"
Yu Xiaogang couldn't understand it, but he felt it was somewhat reasonable.
He quickly straightened his mind and lowered his eyes and said:
"Xiao San, besides the ability to entangle, what else does your second soul skill have?"
"Is there toxins? Is there any toughness or something like that?"
"Click!"
Yu Xiaogang didn't finish his words.
Tang San easily bit off the bluesilver grass in his mouth.
Yu Xiaogang's expression was stiff, and he felt panic in his heart.
Tang San's expression was ugly.
He stretched out his hand and picked up the bluesilver grass he spat out.
He said bitterly: "Teacher, apart from its entangling ability, the increase in toughness of my Bluesilver Grass is minimal. As for its toxicity."
Tang San was silent for a moment, then slowly said:
"Not at all!"
"How could this happen?!"
Yu Xiaogang couldn't believe it at all.
He bent down and picked up the bluesilver grass on the ground, and after a few pulls, it broke.
"How could it be?!"
"This is a seven-hundred-year-old spirit beast, a seven-hundred-year-old poison dart frog!"
Yu Xiaogang ignored the saliva above.
Even biting it, as if to dig out the hidden ability of Bluesilver Grass.
Tang San also didn't know why. He wanted to wonder if it was the soul ring, but the soul ring was yellow!
He read it many times and it turned out to be yellow!
Tang San raised his eyes to look at Yu Xiaogang, and guessed in a dark voice:
"Does the teacher know?"
"Could it be that the plant-type martial spirit and the animal spirit beast don't actually match?"
Tang San finished speaking.
Yu Xiaogang's eyes turned red and he raised his head suddenly.
The saliva splashes freely!
"No! It's impossible that my martial soul mimicry theory is absolutely feasible!"
"It's definitely not my theory that's wrong!"
Yu Xiaogang's words were unequivocal.
His theory cannot be wrong, he is the strongest theory in the soul master world!
Tang San said calmly and patiently:
"But teacher, the facts are right in front of us!"
"This is not true, this is all false!"
Yu Xiaogang found it difficult to accept it.
With red eyes, he suddenly turned his head and pointed at the poison dart frog lying on the ground.
He yelled like crazy:
"If there is a problem, it is definitely the problem of this soul beast!"
The words fell.
Yu Xiaogang's bloodshot left eye almost popped out.
Tang San's expression instantly turned ugly.
He is not blind.
Just as he was about to say something, Yu Xiaogang's loud laughter suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Haha, I knew it, I knew it."
Yu Xiaogang pointed to the frog and looked back at Tang San with joy on his face.
Shouted loudly:
"Mistress, look, look!"
"This is not a seven-hundred-year-old poison dart frog at all, this soul beast is a ten-year-old crispy frog!"
"Teacher"
Tang San looked at the somewhat frantic Yu Xiaogang, feeling very irritated in his heart.
I just felt that Yu Xiaogang had gone crazy.
He looked over perfunctorily.
⊙_⊙
Tang San looked dull, his eyes flashed with purple light, and he rubbed his eyes crazily.
Make an incredible sound.
"How could it be? How could it be a crispy frog?!"
"What we just saw was obviously a seven-hundred-year-old poison dart frog!"
Hear Tang San's voice.
Yu Xiaogang laughed proudly and said:
"Haha. It's just a ten-year-old crispy frog. My theory is correct!"
"Teacher!"
Tang San's face turned dark and he shouted angrily.
The smile on Yu Xiaogang's face froze, and he came to his senses as if he had seen a ghost.
Look at the crispy frog that fell to the ground.
"Yes! What we saw just now, Mistress, is obviously a seven-hundred-year-old poison dart frog!"
"Your soul ring is obviously yellow."
Talking.
Yu Xiaogang turned around and looked down at the Bluesilver Grass in Tang San's hand.
That somewhat pale face was even more pale.
Opened mouth, speechless
Tang San stared at the Blue Silver Grass Spirit in his hand with a gloomy expression.
"Why? What is going on?"
There are two soul rings in his hand, one white and one yellow.
It turned into two white rings!
Tang San suddenly raised his head and consulted the theoretical authority Yu Xiaogang:
"Teacher, why is this happening?!"
Yu Xiaogang was heartbroken.
Looking at the crispy frog on the ground, my heart was already filled with fear.
He guessed uncomfortably:
"Xiao San, maybe we have encountered a mutated soul beast. That crispy frog has a different kind of camouflage ability"
"Mutated soul beast?"
Tang San murmured to himself.
He can understand the mutation of soul beasts, after all, martial spirits can also mutate.
But something is still wrong.
He raised his head and continued to ask:
"Teacher, I understand the truth. But if a soul beast mutates, will the color of its soul ring also change?"
Yu Xiaogang was left speechless by Tang San's question.
Uncertain: "Maybe this is also the special thing about that crispy frog."
"What's special?"
Tang San looked at the crispy frog, his eyes turned black
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When the real world unfolds.
Qian Renjue has already enveloped him and Ling Yuan with the Heart of the Evil God.
Lingyuan's smile was quite elegant.
But the little rabbit laughed.
"Haha. Tang Xiaosan has turned into a big toad! Haha."
"It's so ugly and disgusting."
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of chapter)