Hearing Xiao Tian's words, Dugu Bo can't help but feel more sorry that he failed to match Tang San and his granddaughter.

While Xiao Tian and Dugu Bo were talking, Tang San had already reached the mandala snake king with his three inch long sleeve arrow. Xuantian Gong was in full swing, holding the sleeve arrow in his hand, and stabbed the snake king of Mandala in the eye.

Although the snake king of Mandala has the intention to dodge, it has been seriously injured by Xiao Tian before, and is covered by the pressure released by Xiao Tian secretly. He can't make any action at all. He can only let Tang San stab him with his sleeve arrow.

The sleeve arrow does not enter into the eyes of the king of Mandala, and directly penetrates his brain. The king of Mandala sends out a shrill howl, and immediately falls to the ground with no vitality.

A trace of black light rises from the corpse of Mandala snake king, and turns into a black soul ring with deep light. After the soul ring appears, the corpse of Mandala snake king on the ground becomes dry instantly, only the head remains the same.

Seeing this, Xiao Tian's eyes congealed. He raised his hand and bombarded the corpse of the king of Mandala. The dried body of the king of Mandala was shattered into countless powders. Only the place where the head of the king of Mandala was located left a dark green skull.

"Head, soul and bone!" Dugu Bo was surprised to see the dark green skull.

Generally speaking, the probability of a soul animal producing a soul bone is extremely low, only one in a thousand or even one in ten thousand. Therefore, many soul masters kill a large number of soul animals in order to obtain a soul bone.

As a result, Tang San just killed a ten thousand year old Datura snake king and got a piece of head soul bone of the ten thousand year old Datura snake king. This is not bad luck!

Tang San naturally knew what the soul bone was, but he did not rush to absorb it. Instead, he turned his eyes to Xiao Tian.

"This soul bone is produced by the king of Mandala snake. It should strengthen the ability to use poison. It can't enhance your purple magic pupil, but it has some chicken ribs."

Xiao Tian looked at the dark green head soul bone on the ground, shook his head, and said faintly: "however, it is also the soul bone produced by thousands of years of soul animals. I'm afraid that ordinary soul masters may not be able to see them in their lifetime. If you want to absorb them, you should absorb them."

Tang San immediately shook his head and said to Xiao Tian, "please put this soul bone away for me. After I have absorbed the Soul Ring of Mandala snake king, I will take it back to Xiaowu to see if she can absorb it."

In haotianzong's time, the master told him about the role of soul bone. At the same time, the master also told Tang San that he had a strong innate spiritual power. If he could absorb a piece of head soul bone that could increase his mental power, or attached with spiritual attack skills, it would be the best.

Therefore, Tang San easily made a choice and gave up absorbing this soul bone.

After all, in his present status, if he only wants the soul bone, it is a simple thing. As long as he opens his mouth, the elders of haotianzong will mobilize all the disciples of haotianzong to find the soul bone for him.

But this practice is no different from killing the chicken and laying the eggs!

Even if absorbed the soul and bone, in the short term, the strength has improved by leaps and bounds, but in the long run, it is lost watermelon and sesame seeds!

Therefore, Tang San will not absorb the soul bone that is not suitable for him. What he needs is a soul bone that perfectly fits himself and can play an important role in his future development!

Hearing Tang San's words, Dugu Bo was stunned, and his face was full of appreciation.