Twin god-level martial souls shocked the demon emperor's wife!

Ye Wudao spread his wings and soared into the air. His bat-like black wings bulged through the dragon robe, and the surface was covered with a layer of green and black dragon scales. He was high above, overlooking the ring.

As the bat dragon's black wings fluttered, there was a gust of wind and dust on the ground.

All the contestants and audience were amazed. Jian Jiujue and Mangshang, who were also among the top three in the previous competition, were stunned and called this guy inhumane.

"Zhuo! How can I fight this?"

Mang Shang scolded: "First there was a dragon-born soul bone with magical skills, and now a dragon wing with a soul bone attached to it, who's family is as rich as this kid!"

As the young master of the top ten sects, of course he also has a soul bone, but Ye Wudao's configuration really made him jealous, calling him cheating.

Jian Jiujue shook his head again and again, his Dao heart almost collapsed.

He has always firmly believed that only the sword in his hand is the real reliance, and all foreign objects will interfere with the purity of his sword heart, but now he has deep doubts.

Jian Jiujue sighed, and said to the stunned and jealous teammates behind him:

"Luo Fanchen lost this battle."

The sense of superiority of the gentlemen of the imperial city has been pushed to the extreme at this time.

"The level is twenty levels higher than yours."

"Wuhun is stronger than you by how much!"

"The family property is backed by the entire royal family, which is countless times richer than yours."

"How can this Luo Fanchen fight? It's boring, let's vote!"

"boom!!"

Ye Wudao flapped the bat dragon's black wings, and a dark hurricane blew up on the ground.

The voices of support from the outside are almost one-sided, and everyone knows that the external spirit bone is rare and terrifying.

Before reaching the soul sage, he couldn't fly in the air, and Luo Fanchen fell into absolute passivity.

There is no way to take the emperor and grandson, how can we win?

Ye Wudao floated in the sky and looked down, his blue vertical pupils stared coldly at Luo Fanchen who was swept by the dark storm:

"Boy Luo, why use my magical skills to defeat you?"

Luo Fanchen didn't bother to talk to him, half of his mind was suppressing the restless Ancestral Dragon Martial Soul, and now that Little Loach was released, Emperor Canglong wanted to slap him hard.

Unfilial to the grandson of the dragon, what grade, clamoring with your dragon ancestor?

He opened his mouth,

Others couldn't see it, but Ye Wudao could clearly see that it was "Sabi".

Furious, he drove a pair of bat dragon black wings and swooped down to kill him.

The dark atmosphere filled the air, obscuring the surrounding sight,

A pair of black wings were like knives, and the blade was like a thin thread, cutting through the dark night, and cutting towards Luo Fanchen's throat, trying to seal his throat with one knife and kill him on the spot.

"Om-"

Luo Fanchen's eyebrows and sky pupils bloomed with bright silver light, like a searchlight.

The arena shrouded in black mist instantly shone brightly, just like daytime.

Akira's entire audience was blinded, with tears in the corners of their eyes.

The bald heads in Twilight City cheered again and again, saying that they learned it!

"Kang Keng!"

Luo Fanchen's right palm overflowed with five-color rays of light, the five poisonous golden claws were hard and the black wings of the giant bat dragon, Ye Wudao swooped down many times, but he didn't make any achievements, and the more he hit, the more angry he became.

Possessed by the Canglong, his own explosive power is unparalleled in the empire, coupled with the blessing of the black wings, the speed has been pushed to the extreme, but just like this, he still can't get a small support?

"Damn!!!"

Ye Wudao took off again, a pair of black wings emitted billowing black smoke, quickly covering the entire arena, and there was a strange dragon's roar in the black smoke.

A huge bat dragon phantom loomed, trapping Luo Fanchen in it.

In the black mist, the line of sight is unclear, and all sounds are cut off.

"Lonely Bat Wing Duan Kong!"

A pair of bat dragon's black wings waved, and it seemed to turn into two sky-slashing knives in an instant. The two solid black sword lights pierced the sky, roaring with the bat dragon, and slashed into the black smoke.

"Dragon Eater Soul!!"

In the black smoke, Luo Fanchen's calm voice sounded.

I saw the large black smoke permeating the arena distorted, and a huge vortex appeared in the central area, sucking all the black smoke and knife light into it.

"blocked?"

"This……"

The audience cast their gazes in surprise, only to see that the billowing black smoke was gathered into Luo Fanchen's palm, and the cyan dragon swirl in his palm turned into pitch black.

"That's it?"

Luo Fanchen shook his head: "I'll give it back to you!"

He raised his hand to aim at the sky, and the black smoke and knife light turned into a solid pillar of dark light.

Soar to the sky.

"Damn!"

Ye Wudao gritted his teeth, dodged in embarrassment, and the dark beam of light exploded in the sky.

Sputtering in all directions like fireworks.

Ye Wudao and the audience couldn't figure out why this kid's self-created soul skill was so powerful, it could rival his soul bone skill, why! !

Lin Dingtian smacked his tongue: "The assistant created such a soul skill that can be used to attack and defend, it is really amazing and hard to find in the world!"

"The first soul skill: Accumulating Potential Fulong Descends into the Sky!"

Ye Wudao's qi and blood exploded, shaking a pair of black wings, and speeding up in a dive.

The speed was pushed to the extreme, and it turned into an afterimage in the air.

The protruding dragon claws were full of power, and there was a deafening sonic boom.

"The third exercise of Peeping at the Heavenly God: Shocking God stab!"

"Holy Pupil Tianyin·Red Lotus Karmic Fire!!"

Luo Fanchen used the power of the sky pupil to operate superbly, shocking everyone with his skills.

The power of the pupil intertwined with the karmic fire, turning into a blood-red beam of light and rushing straight into the sky.

At the same time, one after another mental power condensed into a pyramid, assisting to stab Ye Wudao.

"Boom-"

The sky above the arena was filled with light, flames exploded, and black mist billowed.

The people who watched were dazzled, and no one thought that Luo Fanchen would be able to fight such a terrifying and fierce sixty-level emperor and grandson, and he would be able to fight evenly.

No, not evenly matched!

Everyone was startled, because Luo Fanchen did not use the Qinglian martial soul from the beginning to the end, relying solely on the unicorn pattern, the power of the sky pupil, as well as the self-created soul skills and the toughness of the emperor.

"horrible."

"terrible."

"Thanks to this kid for not attacking the martial spirit, otherwise he would be so stunning, who can stop him?"

"boom!"

Ye Wudao's dragon claws used the Canglong battle technique, the dragon shadow launched by the palm was absorbed by the blue vortex in Luo Fanchen's palm, and the cold light shone through his eyes, everything was in his calculations.

Taking advantage of the emptiness that the opponent's Dragon Soul Eater could not activate again, the fifth soul ring shone, and instantly turned into a round of gorgeous red sun, illuminating the night sky.

"Fifth soul skill: Shining Sun·Fengyun Dragon Tiger Fighting!!"

In the big red sun condensed by the power of Qi and blood, the wind blew up, the clouds surged, dragons roared and tigers howled, and the phantoms of ferocious beasts loomed, pressing across Luo Fanchen on the ground.

The red sun crushed down, and the majestic atmosphere seemed to crush Luo Fanchen and the ring together.

"Is it over?"

"A champion is about to be born!!!"

Amidst the discussion, the shirt of the exiled young man on the stage who was smaller than the red sun exploded, and strong black and white auras erupted from behind.

The light and divine splendor burst forth.

The dark tide is surging.

Between the rotation of light and darkness, a pair of crystal clear cool dragon wings fluttered in the wind.

All the contestants, more than [-] spectators, and the bosses in Gao Tianshang, their eyes were straightened instantly, and they couldn't help but exclaimed: "External soul bone?"

"He also has an external spirit bone?"

"And it's also Dragon Wing?"

Looking at Ye Wudao who was holding the winning ticket in the air, Luo Fanchen looked playful and sarcastic, and the face of the banishment exuded a cold aura, and the light and dark dragon wings fluttered behind him.

The dragon wings made a perfect arc in the air, and the power of light and darkness burst out.

Inside the wings, there seemed to be light and dark twin dragons cruising and roaring, soaring up.

"rise!"

Facing the great sun of red qi and blood descending, Luo Fanchen lifted one arm up, restraining the falling sun, and lifted it upwards.

"boom--"

Luo Fanchen held up the big sun, soaring up in an instant, surpassing the height of the sky occupied by Ye Wudao, in the eyes of the other party who was shocked and astonished.

The big sun raised in the palm of the hand was smashed forward fiercely.

"collapse!"

The red sun exploded, the dragon roared angrily, and the tiger howled mournfully.

Ye Wudao completely fell into the center of the explosion, the energy raged and bombarded his body, the arm that blocked the attack was horizontal, the dragon scales were blown away, the internal organs vibrated, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

When he reappeared, the dragon robe was torn apart, and he was in a panic.

It was in stark contrast to Luo Fanchen, who was on the opposite side with light and darkness, and the majestic and inviolable Luo Fanchen.

The audience suffered a strong visual impact.

"Oh my God!"

"This... this is unbelievable, the emperor's grandson's dragon wings seem to be inferior to Luo Fanchen's pair?"

One has bat-like black wings, and the other is crystal clear. It is clear at a glance which one is better than the other. Even Jimei and the masters of the Imperial City cannot fight against the wind.

"This...was the emperor and grandson vomiting blood?"

"God?"

Meng Shang beat his chest and stamped his feet: "Two external soul bones!! This kid actually has two external soul bones!!! What kind of family background? Younger than me, the suzerain and the emperor's grandson are all in the trenches??"

Lin Dingtian was dumbfounded.

I thought this kid was a fake sixth child, too high-profile and didn't know how to hide his edge.

It turned out that they still hid their hands?

A pair of top-quality dragon wings are attached with soul bones, which have not been taken out until now.

monster.

Emperor Canglong's deep eyes flashed, and Crown Prince Ye Fuyao looked at King Tianwu in surprise.

Such dual-attribute dragon wings are attached with soul bones, not even in the royal treasury.

"impossible!"

Ye Wudao's hair was messy, and the dragon's claws brushed the corner of his mouth, looking at the dark red blood stains, he couldn't believe it.

He was actually injured by an assistant kid who came out of nowhere?

Or finish the harsh words, in front of so many people.

shame!

What a shame! !

"Luo Fanchen!"

Ye Wudao roared, and the Primordial Canglong Martial Soul and a pair of black clothes matched each other, piercing through the air to kill Luo Fanchen, trying to tear the opponent's wings to pieces.

"Go away!!"

Alternating light and dark, showing supernatural powers.

Luo Fanchen's speed soared, and everyone could tell clearly. With the blessing of the dragon wings, his speed surpassed the emperor's grandson Ye Wudao in an instant, and he came to the sky above the emperor's grandson and stepped down.

It happened that Ye Wudao looked up in shock and anger, and was stepped on the front door.

The picture of Emperor Luota's grandson is perfectly presented in front of everyone.

"boom!"

Ye Wudao lost his balance and fell to the ground like a meteor.

The faces of Jimei were pale, and the lords of the imperial city were frightened. No one thought that the emperor and grandson would be beaten so embarrassingly. When Ye Wudao fell to the ground, he roared unwillingly.

"I will not lose!!"

The Emperor's grandson's left leg burst into a purple-black glare, turned over in the air, and released the soul bone skill of his leg to kick Luo Fanchen, and a phantom of a strange beast with the head of a bull and the body of a dragon roared upwards.

"on one's last legs."

Luo Fanchen sneered, and the light and darkness dragon wings flickered, emitting a special streamer...