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The lake is so strange that there is no clue in the water, so naturally you have to look elsewhere.

For example, there is no moss on the surrounding rocks, and no dust.

It is completely washed by water, but there is no other water source besides the water in the pond.

And the water in this pond is still, it is impossible to flood the rocks above it.

Then...

There must be something strange!

Thinking of this, Yan Mengmeng summoned his own light sword.

Throwing directly into the pool, she found that as soon as the light sword entered it, her control over it became very weak.

It may be the reason why the spirit power cannot exist, but fortunately there is still the connection between the spirit power and itself.

As soon as the lightsaber entered the pool, Yan Mengmeng controlled it and began to stir the pool frantically.

Although it's useless, it feels like scissors are common, as if you are swinging a sword in the air.

After a while, Yan Mengmeng felt something different.

It is no longer the kind of stone in the lake, and the feeling with lightsaber feedback should not be as tough as a stone.

It's like...

The feeling of scratching the skin!

In doubt, Yan Mengmeng recalled the light sword.

Seeing this bottomless pond frowned.

Thinking about what it was just now.

At this moment, a black shadow appeared from below.

With vigilance, Yan Mengmeng must be the first to protect Ye Lingling.

A flash came to her and took her away from this pool.

In an instant, the shadow jumped up from the pool.

Because of the characteristics of the lake, there is no splash.

This scene directly made the two of them stare.

There are still living creatures in it?

The two watched this dark shadow vigilantly from afar, without moving.

"Human~"

Yan Mengmeng: (°°)^? Huh?

Ye Lingling: Σ(°△°|||)︴

This old voice resounded in the pool, which was precisely caused by the black shadow on the stone.

Yan Mengmeng: "What is it?"

Yan Mengmeng's question was regarded as dealing with the shadow, and suddenly, the shadow twisted his body.

At this moment, Yan Mengmeng and the others could see what it was.

It turns out that this is actually a... bastard!

And it's not an ordinary bastard, let's just say, here is a very good light, why is it still a dark shadow, together with this bastard is originally black!

Yan Mengmeng: "Uh, a bastard?"

Ye Lingling: "It seems to be, it should be a soul beast, right?"

"What kind of bastard, this seat is Moyu Xuangui!"

Yan Mengmeng: "The bastard has spoken!"

Ye Lingling: "I really spoke!"

"It's Moyu Xuangui, not the bastard!!!" (stomp)

Yan Mengmeng: "Have you heard of it?"

Ye Lingling: "No!"

"How can you know the name of this seat, such as ants with a life span of less than a hundred."

Yan Mengmeng: "It should be a 100,000-year soul beast who can talk, it doesn't mean... the soul bone!" (Yin laughs)

In an instant, Yan Mengmeng summoned a light sword, and a flash came to the bastard.

At this moment, the turtle was shocked, and subconsciously retracted into the turtle shell.

Yan Mengmeng swung a sword, and just cut it on its shell, making a sound.

"Ding~"

Immediately afterwards, a black shadow flew up and slammed directly on the distant rock, sending out a "bang~" 520 novel www.520fsxs.com

With a loud noise, the stone hit by the tortoise cracked directly.

Yan Mengmeng looked at the trembling light sword, very confused.

This is the first time that Yan Mengmeng's Hanguang also cuts constantly.

Now, she became more and more curious about this bastard.

As a result, Yan Mengmeng appeared next to this bastard once again, even though it was only as big as a basin, but the weight was unusual.

Just the moment Yan Mengmeng gave her a huge impact, it is enough to show that this bastard is extraordinary!

It was impossible to react to the situation just now. This indentation of the tortoise's shell is probably a subconscious reaction. It can only give Yan Mengmeng this kind of rebound force, only weight.

So, Yan Mengmeng stabbed the bacon with the light and shouted: "Hey, come out soon if you are not dead, or you will be roasted!"

"Hmph, do you think the old man is going to be fooled, but he tried to kill the old man to get his soul bone. You don't know how high the sky is, I will shrink in front of you, before you look like me!

Yan Mengmeng: (´⌒`)

"Sister Lingling, have a grilled bastard tonight!"

Yan Mengmeng, who cares about it so much, directly touched you.

This kind of old bastard is the same, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, just give it a little bit of power and it will know.

As a result, Yan Mengmeng's left eye's fiery red pattern flickered, and Amaterasu started instantly.

Goal: this black turtle shell!

After a breath, this black king had been swallowed by Yan Mengmeng's flames.

However, the provocative voice of the Black King came from the flame.

"Hehe, do you think this mere flames can do nothing like this? It's naive!"

Yan Mengmeng: Pretty, it's been a long time since I saw someone better than myself.

Although it is not human!

"Really? Then you can enjoy it slowly!"

It is true that the flame can't directly hurt it, but it is curled up in the turtle shell here.

Yan Mengmeng heats up wildly outside, and the water inside will inevitably evaporate, and it is equivalent to stepping into a sauna. There may be no problem in a short time, but once the time passes, it will inevitably fall into a dehydrated state. Sometimes you can’t get out!

Now, it depends on who has persisted for a long time.

Is Yan Mengmeng afraid of a soul beast with more than 100 levels of spirit power?

Your soul power pool is vulnerable to hers!

As a result, the two fell into a stalemate.

I don't know how many days have passed, and it is still the same as before.

The two camped here, no matter day or night, there will always be a fire burning there.

As always, day and night.

At this time, Yan Mengmeng's soul power had already consumed nearly two-thirds, and this black king was still indifferent.

From time to time, he mocked Yan Mengmeng.

But today, it seems that there is no sound.

Yan Mengmeng: "What's wrong, can't hold on?"

Black King Eight: "Heh...heh, this seat...would you be afraid?"

"Look at you, I'm panting, why don't we come out and talk?"

"Talk... There is nothing to talk about with you... greedy... soul bone..."

"That's all right, I'll take the soul bone when you die inside!"

"Humph……"

After that, the two forces continued to fall into a stalemate, and finally, after not knowing how many days passed, the black king was finally unable to stand it.

If it were later, Yan Mengmeng's soul power would be exhausted.

This one can only be said to be a narrow victory.

Hei Ba: "Water...help...water...I took it...give me water."

This sound is his begging for mercy, which is not even worthy of this seat.

Yan Mengmeng: "Give up, then okay, spare your life!"

With that, Yan Mengmeng put away the flame.

At this time, the black kings are almost turning into the red kings.

Seeing this, both of them were shocked. If this bastard really hangs up, they will be in trouble.

I also count on it to tell the situation here.

So the two hurriedly threw it into the pond.

A "Zizi..." voice sounded, and white smoke rose from the pool.