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

"How can it be!"

"This this……"

Yang Jinghong's lips trembled, and his words were incoherent in shock.

In the distance, there is a pale, desolate world with stagnant wind and sand.

A black-gold giant beast coiled there, like a mountain, with terrifying wings attached to its body, and every scale was flowing with a thick black-gold luster.

It closed its eyes tightly, and its whole body exuded a dangerous and terrifying aura.

Everyone stood here like ants, their scalps numb and their whole bodies trembling.

Miao Teng'er's throat trembled: "This... what kind of monster is this!"

Lin Keke swallowed the fluid: "Soul...soul beast?"

Yang Meng's voice was soft and sharp as he retorted:

"It's impossible, what kind of soul beast can be so big!!"

"Even if it's a hundred thousand year soul beast, when you see this monster, you have to kneel down and call me madam, great grandpa."

Li Xukun's legs trembled: "I...blanch..."

"What a horrible, unheard of monster."

"Is it the ultimate secret hidden in this secret realm?"

"Roar!"

Ye Longhe's Purgatory Dragon Spirit flew out, in front of everyone's surprised eyes.

His limbs were lying on the ground, shivering.

Wu Ming swore surrender.

Ye Longhe felt the trembling fear in his blood and said in disbelief:

"This...this is not a monster!!!"

"This is the legendary true dragon, otherwise my martial spirit wouldn't be like this."

"But how can there be a real dragon in Hunwu Continent? I have never heard of it!!"

Hearing this, Miao Teng'er's body shook even more.

"Real dragon?"

"Oh my God, it's amazing."

Luo Fanchen noticed everyone's reaction and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Forehead……"

"Look at your worthless looks, let's calm down!"

He admitted that he was shocked when he saw such a behemoth for the first time, but his expression was not so exaggerated. Isn't it just a Western dragon that was a little over 100 million in size?

Compared to the complete Chaos Ancestral Dragon he saw when he inherited the Heaven-Swallowing Technique.

There is a huge difference in appearance and style.

After hearing Luo Fanchen's words, everyone focused their attention.

It's like looking at something alien, incomprehensible.

"Father...a real dragon, this is the legendary real dragon!!"

"Any dragon-born soul beast with the blood of the dragon clan can dominate the soul beasts of the same year, let alone the real dragon appearing in the world, isn't it amazing enough?"

Yang Jinghong pulled back his hair frantically, and soon a scream came out, and his hands were bleeding.

"Ah, damn! I forgot again."

“Blank!!!”

Luo Fanchen sighed and shook his head, unable to empathize.

A certain romantic aesthetic unique to the Chinese people has been engraved deep into the soul.

If a Chinese dragon were here, he might be shouting like crazy.

Yang Jinghong said: "Brother-in-law, why are you shaking so hard?"

Miao Teng'er and others also discovered,

Luo Fanchen's whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and he suddenly became nervous and concerned.

"Brother Luo, what's wrong with you!!"

Ye Longhe pointed at himself: "Don't you see that I'm shaking too?"

"Because my adoptive father and I are both dragon martial souls. Seeing a real dragon being suppressed so powerfully, it is normal for our bloodline to tremble with fear."

Luo Fanchen shook his head: "We are different."

"Ah?" Ye Longhe was confused.

Luo Fanchen looked at the huge black and gold dragon in the distance, as if he was trying his best to suppress some strong restlessness, his voice was low and trembling:

"You are afraid, and I am..."

"So excited."

Everyone stared in shock, with a series of question marks on their faces.

"excited?"

"Shouldn't normal people be in awe and fear?"

"Gudong!"

Luo Fanchen looked greedy and swallowed his saliva.

It was as if Lao Sepi, who had been hungry for hundreds of years, wanted to have a gluttonous feast when he saw the most beautiful woman in the world.

If he hadn't tried his best to suppress it, the Ancestral Dragon Spirit would have rushed out on its own.

"What's going on...?"

Yang Jinghong felt confused: "Brother-in-law's expression is too perverted."

Lin Keke looked at the huge beast and said timidly: "You guys tell me... whether it... is still alive."

The crowd's voices froze, and they suddenly felt a creepy feeling.

A chill surges through the heart and lungs.

"What are you barking at? Haven't you seen me for so long?"

The hoarse man's voice outside the team suddenly sounded.

Everyone was shocked.

They all looked in the direction of the sound, but they didn't see anyone.

Yang Meng almost cried out of fright: "Oh my God, who was talking just now? I won't be hearing hallucinations."

"You...look over there!!"

Lin Keke exclaimed, pointing to the black dragon's Tianling Cap and the location of Shenting Point.

A figure that was extremely small compared to the giant dragon was there.

"Someone?"

"There are actually living people here?"

Not only did everyone not feel excited, they were even more frightened, and goosebumps appeared on their skin.

After everyone moved forward for a while, they finally saw the figure clearly.

A middle-aged man with short yellow hair had a blood-colored spear passed through his head from the center of his eyebrow to the black dragon's Shenting point. The blood had long since dried up.

He was staring at everyone with his brown eyes open, his expression eager.

Everyone was scared when they suddenly heard a roar coming from beside them.

"What the hell, Huang Mao'er?"

Yang Jinghong shouted loudly: "My pure love warrior and Huang Mao'er are inseparable!!!"

"The Minotaur must die."

Ye Longhe and others were immediately embarrassed and looked at Yang Jinghong speechlessly.

His eyes seemed to say:

Man, man! You have two arms, what time has it been and you are still in the mood to joke.

Yang Jinghong said: "I was a little scared just now, so I used this method to embolden myself."

He smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid now?"

"Forehead……"

Ye Longhe and others were stunned, as if they were no longer so afraid after such an interruption.

I just feel that Huang Mao’s face is disgusting.

This voice also immediately stopped the yellow-haired middle-aged man who had something to say.

What kind of stuff is coming here.

Eating their brains would affect their IQ.

Luo Fanchen said strangely: "By the way, aren't you also yellow-haired now?"

Yang Jinghong raised his little hand and rubbed his hair gracefully.

"What's his level? He should be dyed the same color as me."

"I'm a golden retriever!"

"Thank you."

The yellow-haired middle-aged man in the distance couldn't hold himself any longer, veins throbbed in his temples, and he roared:

"Mortals."

“Don’t you take me too seriously!!!”

Yang Jinghong's expression froze, he turned his head stiffly, and said with an awkward smile:

"Brother, what the hell, I forgot to ask you just now, who are you?"

The middle-aged Huangmao urged urgently: "I am a god in heaven who is in trouble here."

"Young man, what are you waiting for? Come here quickly. You are the chosen one."

"Help me pull out this bloody spear, and I will receive my blessing and protection."

The corner of Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched.

This MLM-style speech reminded him of a sentence:

I, Qin Shihuang, am now unifying the six kingdoms, so I am short of military expenditures and money!

He had already secretly used his Heavenly Eyes and couldn't see through this person's origins at all.

Only a fool will believe your deception and go give you a spear.

"I'll blanch it! It's really a god!!!"

Yang Jinghong's eyes burst into hot light, and his shoulders trembled with excitement:

"Me, the Child of Destiny?"

“I’ve known since I was young that I can do it, and there will definitely be great opportunities in the future. I’m finally waiting for you!!”

"God, here I come!!!"

Yang Jinghong raised his leg and was about to rush over, but he just accepted this excuse.

"boom!"

As soon as he took a step out, Luo Fanchen raised his leg and tripped him. He fell down like a dog and gnawed the mud with his gold teeth.

"Young Master Yang, you have two arms. Do you believe what others say?"

Yang Jinghong stood up and spit out the sand in his mouth.

"Brother-in-law, can that man of God still lie to us?"

"You see, he must be the kind of powerful person in the novel who sacrifices himself, slays the evil dragon, and waits for the destined person to pass on the legacy!"

Luo Fanchen looked at the yellow-haired middle-aged man suspiciously, who nodded and said hastily:

"Ah! Yes, yes, yes!!"

"I am such a good god as he said. Come and save me. I can't stand it any longer."

"If you get closer, you will definitely feel the evil aura of this blood spear."

Yang Jinghong shouted excitedly: "Huang Mao'er, wait a minute, I'll help you right now."

"No, don't come over."

The yellow-haired middle-aged man firmly stopped him and said: "I hope that the person who saves me is this little brother beside you. He is more suitable to inherit my mantle!"