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

"Da da da--"

The Snowy Ice Wolf seemed to be having fun, leading its master and rushing out of the Soul Beast Oasis.

"Snapped!"

Luo Fanchen slapped it on its bald head.

"Tell me! Do you miss your fillies?"

"Oww!!"

The ice wolf in the snowy area howled aggrievedly, as if swearing that it didn't.

Luo Fanchen didn't want to listen to its cunning howl.

He was even less excited than this guy when Ye Youling gave him such an ambiguous note before leaving.

The agreed deadline is less than three days away.

Go back quickly and you'll have a chance to eat meat.

He patted the snowy ice wolf and urged: "Hurry up!"

Su Wanniang did not leave, hiding her figure and following in secret.

His charming eyes flashed with pride.

"Boy, do you want to leave me?"

"dream!"

"While I'm scheming people, you're still sucking milk."

The pink soul power all over her body shone, and her fiery delicate body shrank, turning into a six-tailed spirit fox with snow-white fur, suspended in the air.

She shook her white hair, and the five fox tails behind her butt disappeared. At the same time, she shrank in size and turned into a pocket-sized white fox.

Shattered Void is the only way for Luo Fanchen to return.

at the same time,

In the hot southern part of Hunwu Continent,

Over the vast territory of the Divine Phoenix Empire, a middle-aged figure quietly passed by.

He came to a high mountain.

Among the endless mountains, a strange mountain peak reaches into the sky.

Like a spear piercing the sky.

On top of this mountain peak, a magnificent sect stands tall and towering.

A middle-aged man stood in front of the mountain gate.

A huge stone tablet rises from the ground, with three large characters engraved on it.

"Shenxiao Sect."

The handwriting is sharp and sharp, as if there is a surge of purple electricity, and there are many gun shadows.

"Ugh……"

The middle-aged man sighed loudly, his eyes full of complex emotions.

It seems as if there is an unspeakable bitter past hidden inside.

"Every time I come here I get kicked out. This time it's up to you, Brother Luo Fanchen."

"Please protect me once, I will help you get a wife, and you can help me get my wife back."

The middle-aged man is clearly from the Eastern Canglong Empire.

King Yan, one of the nine feudal lords.

Even though he was extremely powerful and a ninth-level expert, he did not dare to break into this sect without authorization.

Because this is the number one spear sect in the world and has the strongest spear spirit in the world:

Purple Lightning Divine Sky Spear.

When the martial soul has been cultivated to perfection, it will be like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder coming to the world when taking action.

The inherited seven-style gun skills are as fast as thunder.

He once achieved great fame and aroused the fear and awe of the world.

King Yan's usually elegant and calm face actually showed anxiety, and he said loudly:

"Canglong Empire, King Yan comes to pay homage to the mountain!"

No one at the mountain gate paid attention.

King Yan seemed to have anticipated this situation and continued to shout:

"King Yan comes to pay homage to the mountain!"

After shouting several times in succession, an old curse came from the mountain gate.

"Why are you here again!"

"Is it bothering you?"

"roll!!"

"In our Shenxiao Sect, dogs and the Wild Goose King are not allowed to enter."

King Yan was not only lifeless, there was even some kind of nostalgia-like pain and sadness in his eyes.

"From the sound of your voice, you must be the Fourth Master."

"I am our son-in-law after all. Let me in."

"For Ronger's sake..."

The old man's voice suddenly became excited:

"You still have the nerve to talk about Qiurong?"

"What kind of son-in-law, you dog-in-law, get out of here!!"

"She'll never see you again."

King Yan pleaded: "I have been here nine hundred and ninety-nine times in the past six years."

"Aren't you willing to make it easier?"

The old man sneered: "It's convenient, okay."

"Bringing the ugly Canglong Emperor's head to see you, I, the Shenxiao Sect, will open the gate to welcome your son-in-law home."

King Yan was puzzled: "That is my flesh and blood relative, my beloved father!!"

"Then get lost! Qiu Rong won't see you."

King Yan immediately stood up straight and said seriously: "I can think about this matter."

"We'll talk about it after we get the head."

King Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Don't you know how strong my stupid father is?"

"I want to kill the thief, but I can't do it."

"Actually, I'm not here this time to meet Qiurong, but to introduce one of the strongest geniuses in the mainland to you."

"He can help us kill the Azure Dragon Emperor."

The old man sneered, full of distrust:

"You fart!"

"What kind of genius thinks this is a place to collect rags?"

"My Shenxiao Sect doesn't care about it."

King Yan was anxious: "Listen to me, this little brother of mine has a talent that I have never seen before in my life. If I can please him, he will be enough to lead the Shenxiao Sect to great prosperity!"

The old man scoffed.

"I see you are really confused."

"Why does our Shenxiao Sect need anyone else to lead us? I hope that one person can ascend to the position of Gunslinger in the future, enough to compete with the strongest genius in the world."

King Yan argued: "I admit that niece Xi Ruo is very strong, but my little brother's talent is far more evil than Xi Ruo's."

The old man was silent for a moment.

Just as the joy gradually appeared on King Yan's face, violent curses came.

"roll!"

"You're bragging about your father's awesomeness!"

"Do you really think I'm easy to fool?"

"If there is such a genius in the world who can far surpass Xiruo, I will call you daddy."

"It's nothing more than just looking for any reason to harass Qiu Rong."

King Yan looked embarrassed. There were five clan elders in the Yang family of Shenxiao Sect.

This Fourth Master Yang has the most rude temper.

Vulgar words,

Everyday I often say: "I'm sorry for my mother's displeasure!"

"Your mother is seeking death!!"

And his niece, Yang Xiruo, was hailed as the future female gun goddess of the mainland at a young age, and was deeply loved and valued by the clan elders.

So when it was mentioned that someone could surpass Xiruo, the clan elder was the first to not believe it and fell into rage.

"Fourth Master, say goodbye!"

King Yan cupped his hands and turned to leave.

After walking a few steps away, his eyes narrowed and he turned around suddenly.

Raise your hand to tear the void apart and force your way into the Shenxiao Sect.

"Dog guts!"

With loud drinking,

A killing spear filled with purple lightning and covered with thunder patterns penetrated the sky and blasted towards the Yan King.

The air billows in the sky, and the power is terrifying.

"hold head high……"

A giant gray dragon with wings spread flew out from the Yanwang Tianling Gai.

Mutated Martial Spirit: Ancient Wild Goose Dragon.

There are nine soul rings, two yellow, three purple, and four black.

"boom!"

"Eighth Soul Skill: Deja Vu Return of the Goose."

The figure of King Yan instantly differentiated into eighteen phantoms of wild goose dragons, and they flew into the Shenxiao Sect with strong attack from the spear light.

Passing by the pavilions and pavilions, I happened to fly to the sect's martial arts arena.

At this time, the martial arts arena was extremely busy.

A group of young heroes in the sect are having a shooting competition.

"boom!"

In the martial arts arena, an imposing young man shot away his opponent with one shot. His four soul rings were dazzling under his feet, and his expression was arrogant.

"Who else!"

All the young men and women in the audience started talking enthusiastically:

"Young Master Jinghong is so powerful that he has reached level 47 at the age of only nineteen."

"Yes, how many people from all forces can do it."

"Pride also has the capital to be proud."

"Cough cough."

At this moment, the delicate woman coughed.

The bodies of all the men and women in the audience were shaken, including the young man Yang Jinghong who was showing off in front of everyone on the ring, and they all immediately moved their eyes and looked over.

A young woman walked over, her gait was frivolous and weak.

She was wearing a moon-white cloak, and her beautiful cheeks were sickly pale.

After coughing lightly, the silver handkerchief she held in her hand was taken away from her bloodless lips, and it turned out to be stained with a charming bright red.

It's like a cuckoo crying blood, shocking.

But few people dared to look at this frail woman who could be knocked down by a random gust of wind.

All young men and women subconsciously breathed carefully.

It seems that he is afraid of disturbing the beauty.

The fanatical look in his eyes was mixed with respect and admiration.

The young master of the sect, who was on stage previously powerful and domineering, showed a flattering look on his face.

"Sister Xiruo~"

"We are just having a little fight, why are you here?"