Ling Bai was stunned for a moment, or he, who had always claimed to be a clever man, didn't know what to say to Ning Rongrong at this moment.

He was lucky that he grew up with a very stupid girl.

In fact, Ling Bai was not sure whether he loved Ning Rongrong or not. He always felt that the feeling was a bit childhood sweetheart and a bit young Mu Ai, just like a person who didn't know how to drink a pot of wine that had been treasured for many years.

I can't tell the specific taste, but I feel heartbroken when I drink it, and I am willing to be drunk.

Ling Bai took the initiative to come over, kissed Ning Rongrong's forehead gently, and said gently: "Rongrong, wait for my brother for a minute, and I will kill him and avenge you."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Qian Renxue and Mu Yao: "Help me take care of Rongrong."

"He is the Soul Saint, can you be alone?"

Qian Renxue frowned slightly, and her golden eyes looked at Ning Rongrong unconsciously. For some reason, she looked at Ling Bai holding Ning Rongrong in her arms, and she felt inexplicably irritable.

Ling Bai did not answer, but just glanced at her faintly. Qian Renxue wanted to ask again, but a warm palm appeared on her shoulder.

"Believe him."

Mu Yao smiled slightly, feeling the temperature coming from her shoulders, Qian Renxue's tense body slowly relaxed.

"Do you trust him so much?" Qian Renxue said, "If something happens to him, you will definitely not get a good end."

"But this is what he decided, and it also represents his oath to a girl."

"You really love him, there is no bottom line." Qian Ren Xueyi said with some advice.

Mu Yao smiled and set her sights on the battle between Ling Bai and Shinian.

Shinian got up tremblingly from the ground. He saw the unique soul ring in the world that was yellow, purple, blue and black, and also saw the sky-blue sword that left him a deep memory.

"Enemy is narrow, it's you again..." The scarlet tongue licked the blood dripping from the mouth, revealing the blood-stained teeth stained with blood.

"The reason why you escaped by chance and kept you alive until now is that I wanted to end your life with my own hands, but I never wanted Rongrong to be hurt. Ye Nian, oh no, Can Meng, how do you want to die?"

Ling Bai raised his head, and the sunlight shone on him. Blood-colored scales like works of art were already covered with blood. Two towering meat bags were shaking wildly behind him. His expression became terrifying and fierce, but it seemed to be suffering a lot.

"Bang--"

As the skin shattered and sharp, a pair of blood wings that seemed to cover the sky and the sun stretched out. This scene seemed to be the coming of ancient gods and demons, the wind whistling in the woods, the leaves fluttering and falling, and the golden sunlight seemed to be a bit desolate and bloody.

"What's this?"

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang also woke up slowly. They looked at Ling Bai in the blood-colored monarch state in front of them, and the terrifying five soul rings. They did not care about the pain of being severely injured by the nightmare and rubbed their eyes. They couldn't believe what they saw.

"Is this...soul-bone fusion technique!?"

Yu Xiaogang stared at Ling Bai, his teeth embedded deep into his lips.

"Teacher, what is soul-bone fusion technology?"

Don't care why Ling Bai suddenly appeared here. Tang San, who heard this term for the first time, hurriedly asked. He wanted to know what the soul bone fusion technique was, which could actually make Yu Xiaogang, who has always been a zombie face, change such a big change.

Yu Xiaogang sighed, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes: "Soul-Bone Fusion Technique, also known as the miracle of the soul master world, is a field that almost no one can set foot in. There are still martial soul theory researchers in the academic world who still doubt its authenticity.

The soul bone fusion technique is similar to the martial soul fusion technique, but it is a soul skill derived from the soul bone fusion in a soul master's body. Usually, the power of this soul skill is extremely powerful, even exceeding the martial soul fusion technique.

As far as I know, the Pope of the Spirit Hall today may have soul bone fusion skills, but she never thought that her disciples also mastered this ability…”

"Teacher, the martial soul fusion technique is the superposition of two soul masters' martial souls and soul power, producing the effect of one plus one greater than two, which is enough to cross the realm to kill the enemy. The soul bone fusion technique that a person uses is so powerful?!"

Tang San had seen Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's martial soul fusion technique, Netherworld White Tiger. This is why he felt that the soul-bone fusion technique was incredible.

Yu Xiaogang patiently explained: "The martial soul fusion technique depends on the soul master's martial soul fit. The soul bone fusion technique depends on the soul bone fit and the luck brought by heaven. Generally, only soul bones produced by soul beasts of the same type and similar cultivation can match. How can we get so many soul bones that meet the conditions? Therefore, the soul bone fusion technique is a miracle in the soul master world."

"Then... can we still defeat the Spirit Hall team?" Tang San asked in a low voice with the blood-colored monarch and the unprecedented five soul rings reflected in his eyes.

"It's very slight, but...it's possible!" Yu Xiaogang paused word by word, "Before this, you need to carefully observe Ling Bai's soul bone fusion technique!"

"good!"

Similar to Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, Qian Renxue narrowed his eyes slightly, observed Ling Bai, and opened his cherry lips: "Is the soul bone fusion technique? No... The prerequisites for the soul bone fusion technique are too harsh. The Spirit Hall has only one set of angel divine equipment for ten thousand years. How many secrets does he hide!"

No matter how Qian Renxue and Tang Sanyu Xiaogang guessed, Ling Bai had only one goal, that was Shi Nian!

New and old hatreds, liquidate together!

Shinian leaned on a tree, and his eyes were full of vitality. Ling Bai walked towards him, but he was like the devil of the judgment of the end of the world.

"The fantasy space, open!"

Suddenly a seven-color crown appeared on his head, and his endless mental power was like a craze, vowing to subdue Ling Bai.

Ten thousand years of head soul bone skills, fantasy space!

Shinian smiled confidently. His martial soul nightmare and the fantasy space, even the Contra would sink into the fish that could be slaughtered by him.

Shinian had already recognized Mu Yao as the Yanfeng Soul Master who killed the Golden Eagle last time. He believed that he was not Mu Yao's opponent, and Ling Bai took the initiative to come to the door this time and was exactly what he wanted!

But Shinian was not happy for too long, and a long-lost sense of weakness suddenly came.

The seven-colored fantasy space was torn apart by the sword light, and the fallen leaves all over the sky were scattered with the strong wind, and the green light reflected between the leaves, and finally projected onto the flowing water-like sword body, reflecting the strange sky blue.

The third soul skill breaks the realm!

Superimposed the first soul skill, Sword Qi, and the Sky Slash!

The strong wind stopped, the fallen leaves fell, the body of the moon-white robe collapsed, and only the young man who had returned to his original appearance stood, his long hair fluttered in the wind, and the sky-blue pupils were filled with brilliant light.

"Rongrong, I'm back."

The young man's voice sounded, and the ferocious head that had not dissipated fell to the ground...
Chapter completed!