Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

"court death!"

The pupils of the seven blood demon knights erupted with brutal red light, and they all released their hundred thousand year soul skills.

"Styx·Dead Soul Burial Soul Explosion!"

"Thousands of Dark Lights·Treacherous Abyss!"

"Bad luck is coming and the crows are gathering!"

"Rock Demon Storm!"

"The black dragon destroys the sky."

"God's punishment, disaster and thunder disaster."

"Poison·the source of plague!"

The seven hundred-thousand-year-old soul skills were unleashed, and the broken void was filled with strange energy. The black dragon roared, thunder surged, and the green death poisonous gas came overwhelmingly.

Not to mention that the ordinary people in the world felt cold in their hearts, even the ninth-level soul masters were shocked and had their hairs standing on end.

terrible!

terrible!

The leader of the Blood Demon has great skills. What kind of monster has he created?

Not one of the ten extraordinary people in the Soul Martial Continent may have a hundred thousand year old soul skill.

Now, seven soul skills were unleashed to kill Luo Fanchen and shatter him into pieces.

"Damn it!"

"No, Luo Zhuangyuan doesn't even use his soul skills?"

"If you don't release your soul skills, how can you stop it!"

"He tried to use combat skills to deal with it?"

The hearts of the righteous alliance are beating wildly, and they are focusing on the dark sky, the banished young man caught in the center of the storm. Of course, combat skills have advantages against ordinary soul skills, but unless they understand it to an extremely profound level, it will be difficult to fight against a hundred thousand year soul skill. , not to mention the seven hundred thousand year soul skills joining forces, it is impossible to block it!

"You show off in front of us and let's see how you die!"

The seven blood devil knights showed ferocious smiles on their faces, as if they had seen Luo Fanchen's flesh and blood flying everywhere in the next moment, and completely exploded.

"hold head high!"

Luo Fanchen, who was possessed by the golden and red dragon armor, moved, and the golden and red dragon energy turned into nine true dragon shadows to protect his body. He rose into the air, his blood boiling.

"Boom!"

"Dong dong!"

The sound of the beating heart is like the god of war beating the drum, making countless people's heartbeats speed up unconsciously.

"He...how could his body be so strong!"

"He is only at level 82. What will it be like if he reaches level 90?"

Luo Fanchen turned a deaf ear to everything outside. The moment the dragon energy reached its peak, the phantom of the galaxy flickered on and off in his left hand, and a lone shadow of the real dragon with surging evil energy condensed and formed on his right hand.

With itself as the center of the circle, both hands blasted out to the surroundings at the same time.

The dragon's aura is mighty and majestic, bursting out across the fields.

"Eighth Form: Sun Devouring·Galaxy Hanging Upside Down!"

"The Ninth Final Form: Asking the Devil's Shadow!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The majestic dragon power and the strange power clashed, and the yin and evil collided continuously. For a while, no one knew how many people could open their eyes.

In the military formation,

Ye Wudao, the emperor's grandson of the Canglong Empire and the former empire's top genius, his eyes were stung with tears and he still insisted on staring at Luo Fanchen.

"Canglong Nine Styles!"

"He even learned the ultimate move?"

"And you use it so exquisitely?"

Ye Wudao was dumbfounded.

He is now a Soul Emperor, and the opponent is not only at the eighty-third level, but he also has an eighth-level body and has learned the ninth form that only extraordinary people can learn?

"Grandpa, he is your grandson, right?"

Ye Wudao couldn't help but look at the Canglong Emperor who looked excited and excited in Tianqiong, and his wrinkled face smiled like an old chrysanthemum blooming. Ye Wudao understood, everything understood.

He was just an accident, Luo Fanchen was the true love.

There is no legend about a young man from a mountain village who defied fate and changed his fate and became the number one scholar. He should clearly be called Ye Fanchen!

That must be the case!

Emperor Canglong had no idea what his grandson was thinking, and he didn't care.

All my heart and eyes are now filled with Luo Fanchen.

Surprise!

What a surprise.

awesome!

He even learned the nine moves of Canglong.

good good!

Emperor Canglong didn't know how to describe the joy in his heart. He had never been so happy as at this moment in his life. The stronger Luo Fanchen got, the more excited he became.

Except for King Tianwu and King Yan, the other four vassal kings who were still alive were dumbfounded.

"No, this kid has a better mastery of Canglong combat skills than we do?"

"How is it possible? Are we all born from stepmothers?"

King Yan's eyes widened: "Tianwu, you, an old boy, really leave your unique skills to your son-in-law!"

Ye Tianwu was anxious: "I still want to ask you, are you so eager to ask this guy to help you get acquainted with the Pope?"

The mentality of both kings is a bit broken.

The two of them had worked hard for countless years on the Canglong combat skills before they achieved anything.

How old is this boy!

What's more, he shoots the bow from the left and the right, using his mind to do two things, and performs two Canglong combat skills at the same time, which is simply unbelievable.

Ye Xiying's heart was already throbbing with excitement. If there weren't so many people around and it wasn't private enough, Luo Fanchen would have been able to do all the unique things by himself.

What woman doesn’t want to see her man show his dignity in front of everyone, hold off the enemy army by himself, and shine on the world stage!

At this moment, not only Ye Xiying was excited, but Lin Shengyi, who had always been calm, saw Luo Fanchen acting like a god descending from the earth at this moment, and she was afraid that she would lose her mind and give him whatever he wanted!

Guan Canghai said angrily: "This kid is almost like a demon! He must die!"

The White Tiger Emperor's heavy eyes flashed with a dangerous edge: "No, he is a demon!"

"Boom boom boom!!!"

Above the sky, there were continuous loud explosions, and the seven blood demon knights all flew out, showing their embarrassment. Their damaged bodies were squirming with flesh and blood. Although they were being repaired, their injured self-esteem could not recover so quickly. .

They stared intently at the center of the vast floating arena storm,

Luo Fanchen stood there like a young god of war, with his black hair dancing wildly, his eyes filled with fire and water, and his domineering power created an astonishing sense of oppression.

Di Weiyang's golden eyes burning with sacred flames captured everything.

She knows

Luo Fanchen now had an invincible aura.

It was a battle with a master, without losing a single victory, and the belief in invincibility was achieved with my own hands.

At this moment, the seven knights of the Blood Demon felt a shudder just by looking at Luo Fanchen's calm and indifferent eyes, as if they and others were cattle to be slaughtered.

"on!"

Luo Fanchen didn't say a word, but the Thousand-Eyed Knight with his stinging eyes howled angrily,

"We have the advantage in numbers, level, number of soul rings, immortal body, and soul power contaminated with holy power. We also have the backup skills given by the leader. Can we still be afraid of him?"

"Boom boom boom!"

The seven knights surrounded and killed each other, attacking Luo Fanchen's head, heart, and even his crotch at the same time, using all possible means. The sound of clanking gold and iron could be heard endlessly, and the strange aura was constantly corroding Luo Fanchen. body of.

At first, the righteous coalition forces and the people of the world were extremely worried.

The Blood Demon Cult sneered again and again.

But as time goes by, the two levels are reversed. On the one hand, the Blood Demon Cult looks ugly and feels as uncomfortable as eating a dead fly. Such a joint attack, using injury-for-injury tactics, and even hundreds of thousands of years of soul skills emerge one after another. Can't you win a Luo Fanchen?

"Why, why are you immune to our holy power!"

The seven blood demon knights couldn't believe it. Their holy power was more than one level higher than the previous trash. Moreover, this kid's soul power recovery speed seemed to be faster than theirs, and his endurance was simply outrageous.

The emperor's grandson Ye Wudao watched with fascination. Luo Fanchen's Canglong combat skills were just like textbooks. Canglong's fingering, kicking, and claw techniques were all natural and impeccable. This is Canglong. Ancestor, let’s reincarnate and rebuild!

In the military formation, Yang Jinghong's voice pierced the dark sky, full of ridicule:

"Seven masters, are you okay? Can you stop scraping? Brother Luo is almost asleep!"