When the big-character Explosion reached a few meters above Bule's head, his only thousand-year soul ring technique was finally cast.

A rich pink mist gushed out, and all the way toward the big word explosion flame.

Qian Bing smelled a strange fishy smell from afar, very similar to the smell of a certain body fluid secreted by the human body.

"Grass, slutty! Everyone holds their breath and don't inhale this mist, it has a strong hallucination effect."

Qian Bing frowned and cursed, and hurriedly told his discovery to his companions behind him.

I have to say that Bule is really a talent. He is very particular about the understanding and application of martial souls and soul skills, and he has developed a defensive effect with his two control skills.

After all, the pink water mist is a thousand-year soul skill, and its energy is powerful. After several waves of gushing, it really slightly blocked and melted away part of the flames of the big-word explosion.

When the remaining flames were poured on the Tianluo Double Covered Martial Soul body, although the surface was burned yellow, it finally allowed Bule to block this wave of attacks intact.

"Haha, this martial soul is quite strong, but you expect to wrap yourself into a human meat dumpling to protect yourself?"

Qian Bing showed a trace of disdain in his eyes. As he said that, he raised his left hand, the elf's martial soul flew out slowly, and two soul rings of silver and purple rose at the same time.

The moment the soul ring appeared, it shrank into Qian Bing's body.

The next moment, his eyes were bright and powerful, and his powerful mental power burst out instantly, which made the air around him tremble slightly.

The phantom of the sun elf, which was more than two meters high, slowly appeared behind him.

However, Qian Bing did not intend to summon the sun elf phantom to fight for himself this time.

As soon as his eyes narrowed, silver apertures shot out directly from his eyes and flew out quickly towards Bule.

Seeing this scene, Oscar widened his eyes and subconsciously exclaimed:

"It's a mental shock!"

Yes, the mental attack moves Qian Bing used this time were developed by borrowing the skills of evil eyes and super-powered elves.

Its casting form is almost exactly the same as when Oscar saw the evil eye using spiritual impact before, so he screamed in surprise.

In everyone's expectant eyes, silver apertures shot onto the Tianluo double covers and disappeared directly.

Just when everyone thought this skill was not working, Oscar spoke again.

"Don't worry, I tell you, this move is amazing. It will not only cause a split headache, but also create terrible hallucinations in the mental consciousness of the person who is hit.

Damn, I fainted after a while, and almost thought that I would be ruined in the hands of that stinky evil eye in my life.

Unexpectedly, Qian Bing learned this trick, he was so awesome. We are really like a group of little monsters now, Tang San is a little spider, and Qian Bing is a little evil eye!"

When Oscar began to introduce the effect of this skill to everyone, unhappy screams came from the Tianluo double covers, and waves became louder and louder.

After a while, the twin covers of Tianluo that wrapped him began to loosen, and then they loosened from him and fell softly to the ground.

But Bule was holding his head and rolling back and forth on the ground.

The severe headache and the terrifying fantasy in his mind made him completely careless about the enemy Qian Bing beside him.

Seeing this, Qian Bing did not continue to take action. He took back the spirit's martial soul with his left hand. At the same time, the abnormality on his body quickly disappeared without a trace and landed steadily on the ground.

At this time, the Lan Yincao, who had been ambushing for a long time, finally activated it, and tightly trapped the unhappy waist.

Qian Bing doesn't need to think about it carefully, and with Tang San's personality, he will never be ruthless to the enemy.

Therefore, Bule's body may have been thrust with holes now by countless spikes on the blue silver grass.

And his pig-like screams were indeed much louder.

Everyone who had been standing by watching the show kept watching the battle and then walked up together.

Dai Mubai, who had always been proud, looked at Qian Bing at this time and felt a little admiration. He sighed:

"Qian Bing, you are getting more and more awesome. He is a soul sect that must be deducted.

You can actually solve the martial souls with only two soul rings of the elf's magic drawings, and you can simply and neatly solve them when you are confronting him head-on."

In fact, if Tang San had gone up, he would definitely be unhappy.

But that has to be done by him using various means, including hidden weapons.

Or before Bule had time to release his martial soul, Tang San gave him a fatal blow.

An example like Qian Bing who uses a major disadvantage of lower level to let the opponent take action and win with only a little means is actually rare.

However, Qian Bing did not look proud of Dai Mubai's praise of perfection, shook his head and said lightly:

"It's nothing, it's just a vulgar uncle.

Ma Hongjun, I have avenged this revenge for you. If you have any anger to vent your anger, go up and take a look.

I'm afraid that if he is too late, he will be poisoned to death by the mistress's Blue Silver Grass."

After all, Ma Hongjun was not his own hands. Although he saw that Bule was knocked down by Qian Bing, he was still a little confused.

After hearing Qian Bing's words, he immediately ran to Bule's side.

Seeing that Bule's waist was entangled by Lan Yincao, he first raised his foot and kicked him hard.

He scolded hatefully while kicking:

"Let you hit me, let you hit me. Let you laugh at my brother as a little!"

At this time, the screams in Bule's mouth had stopped, and only the muscles in his body were twitching involuntarily.

The skin on the waist, entangled by the blue silver grass, was corroded and ulcerated, and the deep purple-red color continued to spread to the surrounding area.

Seeing Ma Hongjun kicking for a while, Qian Bing frowned a little and wanted to say something, but in the end he forced himself to hold back his pity.

In fact, if you don’t know how to bully Ma Hongjun, you will never die. However, based on Qian Bing’s memory plot and some of his guesses, the person Buli can’t stay.

When Qian Bing saw the unhappy martial soul at first sight, he did think he was very vulgar like everyone else, but when he thought about it, deeper thoughts appeared.

With the development of civilization in Douluo Continent, there should not be pioneering women's products in the form of Tianluo Double Cover.

Although this thing is not exclusive to modern people before Qian Bing traveled through time, at least the natives of Douluo Continent are absolutely impossible to know about it.
Chapter completed!