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

The tattered cassocks worn by the three elderly monks suddenly lit up with a dazzling vermilion light, countless swastika marks flew out, and the Buddha's light hit the nine-story dark pagoda.

"Puch-"

The eyes of the three old monks burst open, they all vomited blood, and used forbidden methods to barely suppress the rioting nine-story dark pagoda. Their eyes were full of fear and sorrow.

"The rain is coming, and it's almost unstoppable!"

"You have to suppress it even if you can't, otherwise all the creatures on this continent will really be doomed!"

One of the old monks looked far away in other directions and said: "If those guys are willing to help us, why do they have to work so hard?"

"Amitabha, everyone has his own ambitions. We can only ask ourselves, but we cannot ask others. We have different paths and do not seek each other. Different paths have their own destinations."

"We are seeking death for the safety of countless living beings. They are just trying to survive."

The old monk who was a little annoyed before smiled guiltily and clasped his hands together:

"Amitabha, it's me who's in trouble."

"It's a pity that little friend Luo Fanchen doesn't have time to grow up, otherwise I would really look forward to his future achievements."

Another old monk shook his head, stared at the nine-story dark pagoda, and smiled gently:

"It doesn't matter. If the continent is really destroyed and the country is destroyed, it's time for us old guys to use their remaining energy. Even if we try our best, we must find a way to send these good children out, and they can't fall here. "

Almost at the same time, all the disabled elders in the Secret Sect and the Disabled Elderly Home behaved like this. The old blind man and others stood guard by the ink-colored dry well with cold and stern expressions.

The old man with a broken arm said with emotion: "Boy Luo did a great job. He exceeded my imagination. To have such a disciple, even if I die, I will die with no regrets."

"Time, we buy him too little time!" The old blind man gritted his teeth slightly.

The lame man squinted his eyes and stared at Mo Jing: "Our elders are incompetent for their duties. He is only eighteen years old. He is still a child. He is at the age of being romantic and unrestrained. No pressure should be shouldered by them at this age. of!"

The old blind man suddenly looked at the deaf old man who had been silent:

"After some time, the brat will be qualified to learn your skills, right?"

The deaf old man said: "Hurry up, hurry up, we must buy enough time for him!"

"Everyone, I have to take the first step!"

At this time, a figure strode over. It was an old beggar with his limbs restored. He once suppressed the most powerful genius of an era, Ye Aotian. Although the old beggar now looks old, the powerful dragon energy is constantly flowing out of his body.

The old blind man asked: "As long as we help you, you still have the opportunity to improve your cultivation to a higher level, so why bother to leave in a hurry."

The old beggar shook his head, with a look of anxiety and worry in his eyes: "I can wait. Seeing Luo Fanchen's amazing talent, that old Canglong dog may not be able to wait any longer. He should be hungry and thirsty!"

"I have to remind him."

The old blind man nodded and threw a green shadow to the old beggar: "Take this thing, it will be useful when necessary."

The old beggar took it over and saw that it was the blue bamboo stick that Tongtong once used. Without saying anything, he turned and left, looking outside the village. He couldn't help but want to scream loudly. He had been disabled for many years, but he didn't expect that one day there would be someone. Opportunities can be restored.

And all this was because of getting to know Luo Fanchen.

No matter what, even if he risked his life, he would never let anything happen to the boy who was his benefactor and successor.

Recalling Emperor Canglong, all the past events were vividly in his mind, and his eyes gradually began to overflow with murderous intent.

He was not the only one who was burning with hatred at this moment, as he was the same generation as the Canglong Emperor.

King Tianwu and King Yan also vaguely felt that Emperor Canglong was going to attack Luo Fanchen, and they became vigilant. At the same time, their old feud with Emperor Canglong was burning brightly.

In a hidden cave,

Long Lingque, the prince of the Deep Sea Royal Court, knelt devoutly behind a large cauldron. Smoke curled up from the cooking pot, and an inexplicable whisper seemed to come out and slip into his ears.

"Don't worry, my lord, the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind you. The Canglong Emperor thinks he is hiding deep, but his subordinates have already noticed that something is wrong with him. Then Luo Fanchen, his subordinate, will definitely get it for you. He must eventually belong to Your!"

Long Lingque was suddenly stunned:

"Are you saying that the old Canglong dog is very likely to be the same kind of existence as you?"

"Yes!"

"My subordinates will never be careless."

The whispers in the cauldron finally conveyed a sentence.

"I will take action when necessary!"

Long Lingque's eyes trembled, full of surprise.

"My lord takes action. The Canglong Emperor and Luo Fanchen are just chickens and dogs, and they are vulnerable to a single blow!"

The smoke from the cooking pot dispersed,

Long Lingque's eyes were full of gloom, and there was no trace of the gentleness in the past.

He sneered and said: "Everyone in this Soul Martial Continent has their own evil intentions. A native like Luo Fanchen may seem to have great glory for a while, but in the end there is no way to survive. Who else can have the last laugh than me? "

"Hahaha."

Canglong Empire, in the underground secret room.

The real body of Canglong Emperor, the Pope and all the sect leaders, the old monster is suppressing the nine blood demon sect Tongshengsheng. One of his statues is projected here. There is a bronze mirror on the table in front of him, with mercury flowing on it like mercury. .

An impatient hoarse voice came from the mirror:

"What are you waiting for!"

"We don't have much time left!"

Emperor Canglong said coldly: "Noisy!"

"Why should you wait to dictate what the emperor does?"

"I have all plans in mind. I'll wait for the good news from you."

"Now that the fruits have grown, it's time to harvest."

The mirror reminded: "Be careful of being tricked, you are our hope of escaping from this hellish place!"

Emperor Canglong sneered: "I am the only one who tricks others. Who has the ability to trick me?"

"They are in the light, I am in the dark. They are not even qualified to understand my methods, so what can they use to fight against me?"

"Don't worry, after planning for so long, I know everything."

"You want to be small..."

"roll!"

Emperor Canglong directly cut off the remote connection, and the rhythmic mercury on the mirror stopped.

He smiled greedily and enthusiastically in the mirror:

"How many years?"

"Finally, I met a man that I am content with."

"No!"

"It even exceeds my expectations."

"Luo Fanchen, you are good. You are really good. I really admire you so much. I will help you grow up..."

"Ayawn!"

"Ayawn!!"

The Arctic Icefield has been purified, and Qinglian is desperately trying to absorb the strange power that purifies the Deep Sea Royal Court.

And my father and godmother are not idle either.

As soon as Su Jiu'er's slender and plump jade legs and snow-white soft jade feet rubbed against Luo Fanchen's calves, Luo Fanchen started sneezing one after another.

Su Jiu'er's charming eyes were raised, and all the beauty turned into fierce interrogation: "How many girls are thinking about you to sneeze like this?"