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

Above the sky, the eight-kid ghost dragon, which had been domineering in the western deep sea for countless years and could not be caught even by the masters of the deep sea royal court, was exploded into blood mist by Luo Fanchen's punch. Long Youwei looked at this scene. I was dizzy and couldn't react for a long time.

He is only eighteen!

This guy is only eighteen! !

Long Youwei was in a daze. She thought that even if Luo Fanchen had made a breakthrough in seclusion before, why would he have to fight from day to night if he wanted to fight against the Eight-Qi Ghost Jiao, only to be defeated with one punch?

This guy hasn't broken through to the extraordinary yet. Without using any artifact, his combat power is already above that of the Seventh Heavenly Extraordinary just by relying on himself?

What is the background of this.

Long Youwei has lived for three lives, but has never seen such a monster. The only ones in this world who can surpass Luo Fanchen are probably the terrifying beings of the Weird Clan.

"Swish!"

The blood mist fell, and two orange-red light groups slowly condensed out. Luo Fanchen took it in front of him. It was a head soul bone and a 750,000-year-old soul ring.

Long Youwei just wanted to congratulate Luo Fanchen on the 750,000-year-old soul ring.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Luo Fanchen glanced at the eight-headed ghost dragon's soul ring with disgust, and said reluctantly: "The appearance is not bad, we can make a temporary transition."

Long Youwei was immediately numb.

"Ok?"

If most extraordinary ninth soul rings can absorb one hundred thousand years, they will sigh like smoke. Only monster-level beings like the Pope and God's Favorite have the chance to break through. As a result, you absorb a seven hundred and fifty thousand year one. Are you still aggrieved?

Luo Fanchen raised his hand and threw the precious head soul bone to Long Youwei: "Thank you to the third princess for your help. The soul ring belongs to me. This soul bone is given to you."

Long Youwei's red lips twitched, revealing a helpless smile.

"Have I been able to help you in any way?"

"You've already solved it before I even had time to give you a pep talk."

"What?"

Luo Fanchen said: "Didn't you give the Mirror Immortal to me? Didn't you provide the information and tail of the Eight-Qi Ghost Jiao?"

Long Youwei's beautiful eyes turned upward, radiant, and she said speechlessly: "Look at the way Jingxian is licking a dog. If I don't give it to you, I doubt it will grow its own legs and run out to find you."

Jingxian's voice came from Luo Fanchen's arms: "Women, speak ill of people behind their backs, and you will have nothing to lose when you have children..."

Before Jingxian finished speaking, Long Youwei suddenly interrupted: "Aren't you afraid that I will become one of your mistresses in the future?"

Jingxian suddenly became speechless and did not dare to continue speaking.

What the hell!

That makes perfect sense!

Jingxian changed the topic: "Ahem, my dear Third Princess, this is all a misunderstanding. My admiration for you is like a torrential river, endless!"

"Ah."

Long Youwei sneered back and let Jingxian realize it.

Luo Fanchen looked at the bickering Jingxian and Long Youwei with strange expressions.

I haven't agreed yet,

Why do you two seem to have agreed to a marriage?

Long Youwei noticed Luo Fanchen's strange eyes, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were a little evasive.

"Luo... Commander Luo!"

"I'm just telling this nonsense just to piss off this dog mirror, don't take it seriously."

Jingxian said quietly: "It's okay to lie to yourself, but don't think you can lie to your friends!"

Long Youwei gritted her teeth, her heart beat faster, and she became even more panicked:

"you shut up!"

Luo Fanchen nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I know you are joking and I won't misunderstand you!"

Seeing Luo Fanchen's careless smile, Long Youwei felt flustered, as if her heartbeat had stopped. She looked at Luo Fanchen and said nothing for a while.

Long Youwei whispered: "I have the inheritance from the past two lives, but I don't have the space to absorb this soul bone!"

"Roar--"

Luo Fanchen's Yinglong martial spirit flew out, and he was overjoyed when he heard Long Youwei's words. He roared with joy, as if to say, Godmother, if you really don't want it, then I can eat it, and then I won't wait for Long Youwei. In response, he opened his mouth and swallowed it.

"Eh!"

"Give me back!"

The soul bone of the Baqi ghost dragon was beaten by Yinglong's spirit as a tooth sacrifice. Long Youwei became anxious and hurriedly chased after him to snatch it back, but it had already been digested by Yinglong.

However, the size increase is not large, which means that if Qinglian and Yinglong Wuhun want to evolve again after reaching the eighth form, they need to consume more powerful energy.

The high-status race of the Weird Clan is undoubtedly the best ration for the two gold-swallowing beasts in Luo Fanchen's family. It's large in quantity and not expensive at all.

"asshole!!!"

"give me back!!!"

Long Youwei stared at Yinglong angrily with beautiful eyes.

"Master, she's in a hurry, she's in a hurry!!"

Jingxian said: "You are the one who said I don't want it, and you are the one who is anxious and angry after losing it!"

Long Youwei scolded: "Shut up!"

"I said I can't absorb it, I didn't say I wouldn't keep it as a souvenir!"

Jing Xian went crazy and turned into the strongest substitute: "Woman, you are miserable, you are going to fall in love!"

Seeing that Long Youwei's face turned red and she remained silent after speaking directly, Luo Fanchen, who had been watching the show, jumped out and slapped Jingxian: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Long Youwei said shyly: "Suck your soul ring!"

"it is good."

Luo Fanchen's expression straightened and he looked at the 750,000-year-old soul ring in front of him. He felt a little sad for a moment. He had been practicing for more than two years without knowing it. What he had experienced in the past two years was even more dangerous and dangerous than most people's lifetimes. Wonderful.

Now we have finally arrived at the door of the ninth level, and we are only one step away from entering the extraordinary realm.

For all the talented soul masters in the Hunwu Continent, the realm of gods is too far away, and transcendence is the goal and end point of almost all soul masters' lives.

Luo Fanchen crossed his legs between the sea and the sky, listening to the ebb and flow of the tide. He closed his eyes and pulled the soul ring of the eight-kid ghost dragon into his body. At first, Long Youwei was worried about whether Luo Fanchen could absorb it safely. After all, he had never seen it before. Someone absorbed such a terrifying soul ring when breaking through the ninth level. As a result, the eight soul rings in front of Luo Fanchen pulsed out one after another, and Long Youwei was stunned...