: 107. Mutated Wuhun! The treasure of the king!

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  During Yang Ming’s intense gaze, the hand made of gold and began to rotate slowly, which was far more worrying than any other time.
   "Don't give me anything more like a pretty young boy, what's the value of my face, I'm not rare at all!"
  Maybe in response to Yang Ming’s request, the pointer turned to the column of Gilgamesh, the heroic follower, little by little.
   "Don't, don't, don't, don't give me this little ancestor, I can't afford it, I can't afford it!"
   The pointer slowly and firmly left the column of heroic followers, crossed the star from heaven and earth, and finally docked on the side.
   The treasure of the king!
  At this moment, Yang Ming felt that his original Wuhun mysterious sword had changed.
   No, it is not a mutation produced by the mysterious sword itself, but a mutation produced by Wuhun!
   The Martial Soul in the Douluo Continent is the source of all powers. The Martial Soul is born. It is usually obtained through genetic inheritance. At the same time, some special circumstances also occur, that is, the Martial Soul Variation.
   Martial Soul mutation has two directions, either become extremely powerful or extremely weak.
   But now, Yang Ming's Wuhun mutation is different!
   The treasure of the king swallowed the mysterious sword, and used it as one of his collections, and the treasure of the king was Yang Mingxin's martial spirit!
   This special situation of Martial Soul mutation is not without precedent.
   In the original book, there is an elder ghost in the Wuhun Hall of Douluo mainland, with the most magical variant Wuhun.
The amount of ghost charm before life was not strong, but after the ghost and ghost performed the mission together, not only did not die, but instead mutated Wuhun, and turned into Wuhun itself, although it seems that no one is human, ghosts are not ghosts, but The ability is extremely powerful,
  Once the ghost uses the Wuhun real body and is immune to all physical attacks, even the strongest attacking system, Wuhun Haotian Hammer, can't cause damage to it.
   At the same time, the ghost can also launch the martial arts fusion technology with Ju Douluo in the bipolar static field, which can restrict the actions of others.
  Yang Ming lowered his head, spread his right palm, and formed a small sword in the golden light. This is the key-shaped sword connected to the gold capital, which is the key to start the king's treasure.
   There was a faint ripple in the space behind Yang Ming. He glanced back, and while no one was paying attention, Yang Ming quickly shut it down.
   At present, there is only one mysterious sword in the treasure of the king. Unlike Gilgamesh, it is full of various treasures.
  However, Yang Ming believes that his king's treasure will one day shock the entire Douluo continent!
Because, after Wang Zhibao became Yang Ming’s martial spirit, he could not only collect the weapons that Yang Ming obtained from the system, but even after killing other soul masters, he had a certain chance to take away the opponent’s weapon martial souls. Go in!
  The ability to take away other people's weapons and martial arts is unheard of!
   Even if this ability has a certain chance of success, no matter how touching this chance is, it can't hide the strength of this martial spirit.
  In an instant, Yang Ming's mind emerged with the famous weapons and weapons of Douluo mainland.
   Haotianzong's Haotian hammer, the dusty seven-kill sword, the seven-treasure Liulizong's seven-treasure glazed tower, and the gods who became gods and separated their martial spirits into artifacts...
   Stop it!
   Yang Ming patted his head, now I think these things are too far away.
   You have to eat a bite to eat, and you have to walk step by step. If you take too many steps, you will get eggs.
   Just when Yang Ming was thinking, Tang San and Xiao Wu had already played a two-to-two battle of souls.
   Walking down from the ring, Tang San looked at Yang Ming and felt a little different. He blinked, and a hint of purple flashed in his eyes, making it clearer.
   It should be said that Yang Ming has become more handsome than before?
   The traits of the beautiful young boy make Yang Ming's shape more suitable for human aesthetics. Whether it is a man or a woman, Yang Ming will look very handsome.
   Tang San couldn't help but suffocate.
   Mingming At the beginning, Yang Ming's strength was only so much stronger than him. After several years of training, Tang Sanfei did not catch up with Yang Ming, but left Yang Ming far behind.
   The growth of strength is not an overnight thing.
   That's all. Now that he looks even more handsome than himself?
   Handsome or not, it's a matter of a lifetime!
  Originally, Tang San still had such a loss of confidence in his appearance. After all, Yang Ming was muscular and his face was sharp and angular. This seemed to be running in the direction of Mr. Muscle.
   But now, it is clear that Yang Ming is still the same person, but it makes people feel more comfortable.
  Tang time, Tang San acid.
   This person is afraid of comparison!
  Seeing that the two had finished the game, Yang Ming packed his things and came out of the Douhouchang together with them.
  Dai Mubai has also completed their own soul fighting, except Zhu Zhuqing defeated by Mazda, everyone else has won the soul fighting victory.
   "What about the dean?"
   Dai Mubai returned to Yang Ming with a helpless look, saying:
   "God knows what ghost place he went to. His old man explained it, let's go back first after the fighting is over."
   When everyone walked out of the Soul Arena, they could still hear the huge building facade behind them, and the cheers came one after another. In the drooping night of the starry night, it seemed exceptionally loud.
  Walking in the night market, Yang Ming did not forget the promise he gave to Xiaowu, and bought a large package of various snacks, which made this happy girl's happy eyes squint.
   On the way, Ma Junhong suddenly stopped, a pair of small eyes flashed with excitement, saying:
   "Go back first, the dean just said let me go to his shop."
  Dai Mubai and Ma Junhong are very familiar. Upon hearing this, they knew he wanted to do it.
   Dai Mubai's complexion showed an expression that I understood. UU reading www.uukanshu.com seemed to laugh and smile:
   "Then let's go back first, you take it easy."
   The dialogue between the two was like a Morse code, which left Xiao Wu puzzled.
   "Boss Dai, what is that dead fat man going to do?"
   "What are you doing, just chanting." Dai Mubai squeezed her eyebrows at the little dance, "Where do you say he will go?"
   At this moment, Xiaowu finally understood.
   Xiao Wu stared at Dai Mubai angrily, saying:
   "How old is he, how can he harm the girl again?"
   In fact, Yang Ming always wanted to vomit.
  Ma Junhong is only twelve years old, equivalent to a primary school student, what can he do?
   "The scourge is not enough." Dai Mubai shook his head and smiled, said: "Don't you know that there is a place in the world called Goulan?"
   After hearing the words, Zhu Zhuqing's cold eyes scratched Dai Mubai's eyes, and his voice was as cold as Qingquan, saying:
   "Men are all dirty."
   Speaking of this, Zhu Zhuqing spoke slightly, and quickly glanced at the corner of Yang Ming's extremely handsome face, his heartbeat accelerated slightly. In the eyes of others, he quickly said:
   "Except Yang Ming."