After becoming a Title Douluo, Huo Wu cried in distress.

Chapter 35: Externally Attached Soul Bone: Venomous Fangs

"Miss Meng, hurry up and do it!" Qin Huan'er squatted on the ground, trembling. Although she had already controlled the five-headed datura snake, she was still afraid!

Perhaps the five-headed datura snakes thought that surrounding Qin Huan'er was a sign of affection, but Qin Huan'er was even more frightened and just wanted to get back to Feng Xiaotian's side as soon as possible.

"Huh? Sister Qin, are you sure you've controlled these five datura snakes? This is too..."

"This is too easy!" Meng Yiran wanted to say, but in just a short while, she had controlled the five-headed datura snake. Meng Yiran found it hard to believe.

"Alright, then give me a performance! Five-headed datura snake, roll over for me!"

"Hiss hiss hiss."

The five-headed datura snake showed no displeasure whatsoever, obediently rolling over on the ground, much to Meng Yiran's astonishment!

Thinking to itself: You're a thousand-year-old soul beast! How come you're acting like a little puppy! You're really disgracing snakes!

Five-headed Mandala Snake: He used to be called Sang Biao, now he's called Potato!

Seeing this, Meng Yiran breathed a sigh of relief and took out her dagger to kill the five-headed datura snake.

However, upon seeing Meng Yiran, the five-headed datura snake suddenly opened its blood-red maw, as if to swallow her whole!

"Roar!"

"Ah!" Meng Yiran was startled and quickly ran behind Qin Huan'er, which made the five-headed datura snake stop moving.

At this moment, the five-headed datura snake had a fierce expression, its peerless snake eyes staring intently at Meng Yiran, as if to say: I am my master's little potato, but if you dare to call me potato, I will let you know why I am called Sang Biao.

"Sister Huan'er, didn't you say you had it under control?"

"Well..." Qin Huan'er smiled awkwardly, "Because it only listens to me. Five-headed Mandragora Snake, no matter what Miss Meng does to you later, don't resist, understand?"

The five-headed datura snake nodded slightly. At this moment, Meng Yiran made another move, taking out a dagger and stabbing the snake in its vital spot.

The five-headed mandrake was no exception; that was its most vulnerable spot.

Pfft!

After the dagger pierced the seven-inch mark, the five-headed datura snake thrashed about on the ground in excruciating pain. However, due to Qin Huan'er's previous orders, it did not resist or attack Meng Yiran at all.

This is also the terrifying aspect of Qin Huan'er's soul skills. Even if Qin Huan'er orders the controlled soul beasts and soul masters to die, they will not hesitate in the slightest.

Soon, the five-headed Mandala snake died completely, and a purple soul ring slowly floated above the corpse. Meng Yiran quickly sat down cross-legged, controlled her soul power to guide the thousand-year soul ring, and then slowly absorbed it. Feng Xiaotian and the others protected her from the side.

Three hours passed quickly, and Meng Yiran finally opened her eyes. As she summoned her Serpent Staff Martial Soul, three Soul Rings—two yellow and one purple—appeared on her body. She was now a Level 31 Weapon Soul Master.

Feng Xiaotian couldn't help but ask curiously, "Miss Meng, what is your third soul skill?"

Speaking of her third soul skill, Meng Yiran was very happy. "My third soul skill is a clone. Watch closely! Third Soul Skill: Snake Clone!"

Meng Yiran poured a large amount of soul power into her third soul ring. The bright purple third soul ring flashed slightly and then split into four clones from Meng Yiran's body.

"Can it only create four clones?"

Feng Xiaotian was somewhat surprised. Logically speaking, the Five-Headed Mandala Serpent shouldn't have only given Meng Yiran such a weak soul skill.

"Miss Meng, what's so special about your clone? A thousand-year-old soul skill shouldn't be limited to this level, especially since it's from a mutated soul beast."

Meng Yiran chuckled, "Brother Tian has a good eye! Of course, my snake clones aren't just clones. Each snake clone possesses half of my combat power, and they can use my first and second soul skills. Moreover, once I get my fourth soul ring, I can even use my fourth soul skill!"

"My God! What an amazing soul skill!" Qin Huan'er was very surprised, and not only her, Feng Juechen was also very surprised.

"This soul skill is indeed impressive. The snake clone can not only be used to confuse the enemy, but also has a certain combat power. It can play an unexpected role in team battles."

After a pause, Feng Juechen continued, "If this soul skill is used in a one-on-one battle in the Soul Arena, it can turn the fight into a five-on-one battle! Five against one! That's enough to decide the outcome of a battle in an instant!"

Feng Xiaotian nodded affirmatively, saying with some envy, "Grandpa is right. As long as this soul skill is used well, Miss Meng can single-handedly command an army!"

He was genuinely envious. If he could also create four clones with half his own combat power, then he could also become an army by himself.

Just imagine how magnificent it would be if all five Feng Xiaotians unleashed the Immortal Technique: Wind Release: Rasengan!

"Clone, clone..."

Feng Xiaotian thought to himself: Perhaps I can try to obtain the clone skill with my fifth soul ring, or I can also check if there is a shadow clone technique in the system shop.

Having made up his mind, Feng Xiaotian looked up at Meng Yiran and smiled, "Miss Meng, now that you've obtained your third spirit ring, shall we go find your grandparents?"

"Wait, wait a minute, I feel... I feel like something's wrong with my mouth!"

Meng Yiran suddenly became coy, stuffing her index and middle fingers into her mouth and fiddling around. How to describe this situation? It was like having meat stuck between your teeth – your tongue could clearly feel the bits of meat, but your hand just couldn't find them…

"Miss Meng, what's wrong?"

"I don't know either, my teeth feel so itchy! Brother Tian, ​​can you take a look and tell me what's wrong?"

"Itchy teeth?"

Feng Xiaotian found it strange. Why was he itching to absorb a spirit ring? Could it be that he was poisoned? That shouldn't be the case, the five-headed mandala snake hadn't hurt Meng Yiran at all.

Feng Xiaotian was very puzzled, so he walked over and said, "Miss Meng, open your mouth and let me see."

"Okay." Meng Yiran opened her mouth wide and exclaimed "Ah!" Feng Xiaotian leaned over to take a look and was shocked to find that there were ten dark green fangs in her cherry-like mouth, and these fangs were all on the upper row of teeth, just like snake teeth.

Feng Xiaotian was shocked, and couldn't help but wonder: Could these fangs be soul bones? And even external soul bones, only attached to the teeth? But... is it possible for them to be external soul bones attached to the teeth?

To verify his hypothesis, Feng Xiaotian quickly stepped back, keeping his distance from Meng Yiran, and said, "Miss Meng, why don't you try injecting your soul power into your teeth?"

"Injected into the teeth?"

Meng Yiran was somewhat puzzled, but she still did as instructed. As her soul power was injected into her teeth, the ten venomous fangs flashed with green light and then shot out like arrows released from a bow, flashing with dark green light as they shot toward a large tree not far away!

The toxins from the fangs were injected into the tree, causing it to wither and die instantly!

Upon seeing this, Feng Xiaotian was completely certain of his guess. That's right, this is a soul bone, and it's an external soul bone!

(End of this chapter)