Douluo's Ice Winged Angel

"Boom." With a loud noise.

A stream of yellow gas with an inexplicable smell burst out from Luo Sanpao's anus.

Watching this scene, the third brother's expression immediately changed, and he put on the mask on his face as fast as he could in his life.

But even with the mask on, the third brother could still smell a smell that made people feel sick to their stomachs.

As a human, the third brother already feels uncomfortable, let alone a wolf whose sense of smell is much stronger than that of humans.

With the loud bang of Luo Sanpao, the entire ghost wolf pack exploded completely, and the forward formation was completely disrupted.

The one who rushed at the front was sent flying by the three cannons, hit a tree, and fell to the ground.

Others were frothing at the mouth, twitching all over, and rolling their eyes.

This power is really amazing.

Although it does not hurt much, it is extremely insulting.

It's ridiculous that a ghost wolf that has only been around for ten years dares to challenge this master.

For a moment, the whole scene froze.

The lineup of the ghost wolf pack also stabilized after receiving the order from the alpha wolf.

"F."

Seeing the ghost wolves not planning to leave yet, the master frowned.

Sanpao suddenly jumped into the air again and assumed the same posture as before.

The third brother's expression changed when he saw this scene, and he calmly stepped back a little. He really couldn't stand it.

When the ghost wolves on the opposite side saw this scene, they began to retreat slowly.

"Ouch." Following the cry of the alpha wolf, the entire ghost wolf pack retreated in an orderly manner.

"Gone." The master was secretly relieved when he saw the ghost wolves leaving.

If he doesn't leave now, it will be the master and the disciple who are waiting for him.

"Okay, Sanpao, stop."

Luo Sanpao's swollen body changed to its original state, and returned to its innocent look just now.

The third brother also calmly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

"Xiaosan, take out three of the white radishes I gave you before." The master said to the third brother wearing a mask.

Although the ghost wolf has left, there is still a smell in the air.

And it is obvious that he is used to seeing the master's appearance.

"Okay, teacher." The third brother took out the white radish and handed it to the master, curiously watching what the master would do next.

"Three Pao." After the master took the white radish, he threw it to Luo Sanpao, and Sanpao ate it one by one.

"You saw it too."

"Sanpao's attack method is to fart." The master was still a little embarrassed when he said this, after all, he was in front of his disciples.

"This is the consequence of my martial soul's mutation."

Originally, under the master's conjecture, his martial spirit should be a high-level dragon, the golden holy dragon, that transformed into the blue electric tyrannical dragon martial spirit. Instead of Luo Sanpao who only farts now.

"The reason why he is called Luo Sanpao."

"That's because his cry is a "luoluo" sound, and the three guns are because he only has three attacks, and it takes time to recover after three attacks."

"And Sanpao uses farting as an attack method, and white radish is the best fart. Sanpao is about three white radishes at a time. After half an hour, Sanpao can resume this attack. "

The master said with a disappointed look on his face, if possible, he would also like a powerful martial spirit, even if it was just the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit.

"Teacher." The third brother listened to the master's words and didn't know what to say for a while.

Looking at the master like this, it seems that his Bluesilver Grass is not bad, at least it can assist and control.

But the third brother still stepped forward and hugged the master, trying to use his warmth to influence the master's fragile heart.

"Xiaosan." Feeling his disciple Xiaosan hugging him, the master was filled with emotion for a moment.

It has been many years since anyone cared about me so much.

"Little San, don't worry, the teacher will definitely help you solve the problem of twin martial soul cultivation, and will definitely help you become the strongest in the world." The master hugged the third brother tightly and made up his mind.

The two masters and apprentices hugged each other tightly in a cloud of yellow gas. Luo Sanpao next to them was still looking at the two of them blankly.

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"So touched." Feng Xiuying took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears. Although there were no tears on her face.

"Senior, don't you feel moved?"

"No." Qian Guyue shook her head, thinking that Feng Xiuying called her out for something important, just for this?

"I just feel sick."

By the way, can people communicate calmly and calmly in that kind of environment?

The master is used to it, but what happened to the third brother?

Did you get used to it so quickly?

"I feel sick too." Feng Xiuying nodded.

If she, a girl, doesn't react at all, then nothing can be said.

"You asked me to come out just to see this?" Qian Guyue just wanted to go back to find the Snow Emperor. As for the Wuhun Hall, Yan Ying is in charge of the overall situation, and the old man is in charge, so nothing will happen.

"Senior, tell me, if we abolish third brother's twin martial soul talent, will God Shura still take a fancy to him in the future?" Feng Xiuying asked curiously.

God Shura is the kind of person who casts a wide fishing net in order to find the most suitable successor among outstanding geniuses.

"Have you ever thought about it?"

"What if God Shura simply gives up on him? What if he finds another one?"

"You also said that the Killing God Domain is a prerequisite for inheriting the throne of God, but how can you be sure that there is no Killing City in other places."

"Ah? This?" Feng Xiuying was a little confused for a moment after listening to Qian Guyue's words.

"Unless a more excellent soul master appears to inherit the position of God Shura, but this is impossible, we don't have much time."

Feng Xiuying didn't think so much at first, she just wanted to see it, and if she had the chance, she would get rid of third brother's first spirit ring.

But Qian Guyue's words can be regarded as a wake-up call to her, if God Shura gave up on third brother directly, wouldn't all their previous efforts be in vain?

Is this a bit difficult?

Seeing an opportunity right in front of you, but not being able to move your hands, this feeling is really uncomfortable.

"Huh? Senior, can your spiritual power temporarily control Master Yu?" Feng Xiuying thought of something funny.

"Okay, what's the matter?" Qian Guyue looked at Feng Xiuying curiously, did she think of something?

"Senior, are there plant spirit beasts like mimosa here?" Feng Xiuying asked innocently. "I just want to simply take a look and see what's the difference between him and an ordinary mimosa?"

You are such a little genius.

He really knows how to play.

Even if Mimosa becomes a soul beast, some of his characteristics will still exist.

If the third brother absorbs this, then the Blue Silver Grass Wuhun will be nothing.

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