Douluo: My pet is the Blue Silver Emperor!

Under the scorching sun, a lifelike human-shaped ice sculpture reflected light under the sunlight. The cold air overflowed, affecting the surrounding environment. Frost covered the land, and the originally swaying blue silver grass also turned into an ice sculpture.

The blue silver cage dispersed, revealing a somewhat sluggish Meng De. There was still a trace of soul power fluctuations on his forehead, but it could be seen from his tired eyes that he had consumed a lot of energy.

The first time he used the head soul bone, it took away most of his mental energy, but it was not enough. Fortunately, he asked Yan to help him pay part of it, otherwise he would not be able to activate the "extreme freezing beam".

Looking at the lifelike ice sculpture in front of him, Meng De did not relax his vigilance. Although this move was powerful, it still had a long way to go to defeat a Soul Saint.

In the surprised eyes of several people watching the battle, Meng De took out a mortar-like soul cannon and quickly assembled it.

The two colors of red and blue meet, and the barrel of the gun is engraved with exquisite soul beast patterns. It is mounted on a bracket, like a roaring tiger beast looking up to the sky. It is two meters high and exudes a powerful power. The gun bracket is fixed with blue and silver vines.

Meng De placed a soul-guided cannonball in the barrel, and the attack weapon and soul-guided launcher were officially combined.

Level [-] custom-installed soul cannon·Thunder Flame!

Aiming the muzzle at the frozen Zhao Wuji, as long as he breaks the ice, Meng De will send Zhao Wuji away with one shot.

The power of the seventh-level soul cannon is enough to blast a soul saint or even a soul Douluo into rubbish.

Although it is just an assessment, considering that the box maker may do evil things, such as controlling Zhao Wuji to kill him, Meng De must be cautious. Only by responding with all his strength can he avoid capsizing.

"What is that??"

Ning Rongrong, who was watching the battle, was quite confused when he saw the two-meter-high gun mount, which although made of special metal, looked like a roaring tiger beast.

She was very interested when she just saw the soul-guided shoulder cannon on Meng De's shoulder. Although she didn't know what it was, she was sure it was definitely not a soul skill.

"There is even a fixed soul cannon, this guy! Could it be that he was reborn from the future too!"

Tang San recognized it as a fixed soul cannon at a glance, and a panicked thought emerged in his heart. Could it be that the guy in front of him was also reborn? !

How is it possible? His generation of God-King can be reborn and come back because of his destiny. Why should this guy be reborn!

No, he must be killed!

Tang San's heart boiled with murderous intent, but he quickly restrained it. He couldn't expose it. He had to wait for a suitable time, at least he couldn't take action now.

Perhaps because of their beast martial souls, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing had a stronger sense of danger than ordinary people. Their eyes became extremely solemn and surprised. They sensed a fatal danger from the fixed soul cannon, which gave them a chance. A feeling of coldness all over the body.

Not only them, the frozen Zhao Wuji also felt great danger from the fixed soul cannon. Once he broke free from the ice, he was sure that Meng De would definitely fire at him!

The scene was at a stalemate for a while.

Time passed bit by bit, and the time of a stick of incense passed quickly.

Seeing that the time for burning incense had come, Meng De also put away the fixed soul cannon as a deterrent. There was only one shell for this thing. He was not a soul engineer and could not make it. There was no need to waste this shell on Zhao Wuji. On the body.

Seeing Meng De take back the dangerous thing, a burst of golden light bloomed from the inside of the ice sculpture. Zhao Wuji's whole body soul power exploded, and he used the Fudo Ming King Body to freeze his ice with unparalleled counterattack force.

But because he had been frozen for too long, his body became stiff and his movements became sluggish. The possession of the martial spirit was released, and there were still ice particles on his body, which made him quite embarrassed.

After a practical test, Zhao Wuji didn't even touch the corner of Meng De's clothes. He was restrained by the Blue Silver Emperor. It was extremely frustrating. If others knew that he was a powerful soul saint, he was even a big soul. Even if the teacher can't solve it, he will definitely be laughed to death.

Zhao Wuji used his soul power to heat himself and dispel the coldness in his body, and asked:

"Boy, what did you do just now? Even Zhao and I felt a sense of danger."

"It's just an offensive soul tool, so did I pass the test?"

Meng De said indifferently, without directly answering Zhao Wuji's question.

Zhao Wuji moved his stiff body, but it was still a little uncomfortable. He turned to look at the incense that had been burned. Although he was a little unwilling in his heart, if he was not afraid of the iron thing, he would never let Meng De delay the incense until it was burned out.

But since it was his own rule and he didn't say that he was not allowed to use soul tools, all Zhao Wuji had to do was nod.

"Well, passed."

"Ah."

Meng De was neither happy nor sad, and his eyes were a little tired. He didn't care about whether he passed the test. He joined Shrek just to make it easier to plunder Tang San's world destiny, not to learn.

It was just that the mental energy consumption was a bit high after using the head soul bone. He needed to take a rest, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.

When fighting Zhao Wuji, the Soul Saint, to be honest, he was afraid that the box maker would suddenly play tricks on him, making him unable to move like last time, or killing him with the help of Zhao Wuji's hands.

It seems that my worries are unnecessary.

[Ding~ With this system in place, the box maker cannot control the host like last time. ]

The voice of the system sounded in Meng De's mind. Last time, the system consciousness did not wake up, so it gave the box maker an opportunity to take advantage of. Now that the system consciousness has awakened, it protects Meng De from being interfered by the box maker. Naturally, it will not appear. That was the case last time.

He found a place to sit down and continued to communicate with the system. He wanted to find out how the box maker would attack him so that he could be prepared.

Zhao Wuji glanced at Jing Salamang who was following Meng De, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes, and then turned to Tang San and the others for a practical assessment.

"System, what conditions does the box maker need to attack me?"

Meng-German communication system.

[Ding~ The box maker’s attack on the host must be reasonable and logical, just like when you read a novel and an important supporting character dies suddenly and inexplicably, will you as a reader buy it? ]

"will not."

The system continued to explain to Meng De, for example, he was just worried that the box maker would intervene and control Zhao Wuji to kill him, which was not in line with the reasonable development of this plot.

This is just a practical assessment. If the box maker controlled Zhao Wuji to kill Meng De, it would be unreasonable. No readers would buy such a plot.

If the box maker wants to take advantage of Meng De, he must create an accident that is reasonable and consistent with the development of the world line.

After listening to the systematic explanation, Meng De was silent for a long time, and then asked a question.

"System, what are you?"

[Ding~ This system will tell the host its origin after the host takes control of the Douluo World. ]

The system's answer is very straightforward. Meng De is not qualified to know his origin now, and he will not tell him until he masters the world of Douluo.

On the other side, Tang San, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing also started the assessment. However, because of being wronged by Meng De, Zhao Wuji was already holding back his anger, and he was not as angry with Tang San as they were in the original work. Release the water and crush it directly!

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(Meng De: Eat Italian cannon!)