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

"The emperor and grandson can't lose!"

"The soul ring reaching ten thousand years is a qualitative change, and there is still a chance to win!!"

"That's right, come on, Your Highness Wudao!!"

The gambling dogs seemed to have been given a shot in the arm. They sat up in shock in the midst of their dying illness, their depressed eyes flashed brightly again, and they loudly cheered for Ye Wudao and others.

Meng Shang sighed again and again: "The imperial royal family is really wealthy. They found a suitable ten-thousand-year soul ring for this guy in one night."

He murmured to himself with an envious look on his face: "Dad, dad, let's try to be more angry. Look at other people's fathers! How filial!"

The two talented men and women, Niu Gaohan, Lang and Yan, who were originally frightened by Luo Fanchen's twin martial spirits, now regained their peace of mind because of Ye Wudao.

Niu Gaohan comforted himself: "No matter how powerful he is, he still has a thousand-year soul ring, and his power is limited. With His Highness's Dead Wood Dragon Xu, the advantage lies with us!"

At this moment, Ye Wudao's dragon robe was flying and he was full of energy.

The green vertical pupils were full of confidence, and the sixth soul ring buzzed and trembled.

"There is no need for you to wait to take action. My Highness will go and get him."

"Roar--"

Inside the dark soul ring, an angry dragon roared.

Ye Wudao jumped up,

In an instant, the power of countless earth elements gathered around him, forming a huge Earth Emperor Dragon-armored beast at his feet, with scales and claws flying, and the might of the dragon.

"Sixth Soul Skill: Controlling the Earth·Emperor Dragon Shakes the Earth!!"

Ye Wudao controlled the imperial dragon and dived towards Luo Fanchen on the ground. The huge dragon beast was extremely thick and seemed to possess great power. The alloy iron cage creaked and screamed.

The strong wind blew Ye Wudao's black hair up, and he shouted domineeringly:

"Can you block the power of ten thousand years of soul skills?"

Facing the swooping attack of the Earth Emperor Dragon Armored Beast, Luo Fanchen's blue crystal scales reflected the brilliance of the sun, making him dazzling. His movements were simple and unpretentious, and he bent his arms again.

"Wow--"

His right arm burned with a crimson flame in an instant, which was dazzling and dazzling. The air instantly became scorched, and the arm energized by the flame blasted out.

"fire--"

"fist!!"

With one punch, flames roared and raging fire swept out.

It turned into a huge orange flame fist, wrapped in a red halo. In an instant, it carried the fire snake heat wave and hit the Earth Emperor Dragon Armored Beast head-on.

"collapse--"

A loud noise spread, and the eardrums vibrated.

Exploding flames and thick earth elemental breath intertwined and exploded in the air.

Covering everyone's view.

"Boom boom boom!"

The explosion continued for a long time, and the energy storm radiated in all directions.

The audience was filled with exclamations of surprise.

Because the emperor's grandson's dragon-born ten-thousand-year soul skill is extremely powerful, but is it just on par with Luo Fanchen? How is this possible!

You must know that when a soul beast reaches ten thousand years, it is a qualitative change compared to a soul beast that is nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years old. It cannot be made up for by quantity. However, no matter how powerful his third soul ring is, Luo Fanchen can add thousands of years of it. ?

But the facts are in sight.

"How did you do it!!"

"How the hell did he do it?"

The eyes of the gambling dogs were round and bloodshot: "One punch can block a ten-thousand-year-old soul skill?? Impossible!"

The big bosses in the sky were also surprised, especially Prince Ye Fuyao.

He frowned, this was the trump card he had carefully prepared for his son.

The manic energy that swept through the huge cage dissipated,

The vassal kings and sect masters in the sky seemed to have understood something in advance. Their pupils suddenly shrank, and they stood up suddenly, staring at the inside of the cage.

"This!!!"

Rain King’s lips trembled and he exclaimed: “This is impossible!!!”

Lin Dingtian's plump face trembled, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

"This kid..."

"There is still a hole card?"

Meng Buliu's throat was dry: "Isn't this Luo Fanchen a little too exaggerated?"

Emperor Canglong's eyes burst out with bright light, as if he suddenly became dozens of years younger. In his astonishment, there was an indescribable surprise.

But it only took a moment for him to calm down.

At this moment, the more than 200,000 spectators in the auditorium, as well as the players watching the game from major cities, all saw clearly what was happening in the arena.

His heart twitched, his whole body trembled suddenly, and he shuddered. Countless people wiped their eyes, wondering if they had seen it wrong.

"What's going on!!!"

"Don't make trouble!!"

"Did I hallucinate when I was riding a horse?"

"I didn't wake up when I got up this morning, and I saw that the Soul Lord has a ten-thousand-year soul ring. Damn it?"

In the cage, Luo Fanchen's right arm was glowing with orange fire, reflecting half of the face of the banished immortal. What caused everyone's hearts to tremble were the three soul rings that were rhythmically beating under his feet.

Black, purple, black.

Two deep and dark soul rings,

In the eyes of everyone, it is so dazzling and incredible.

When Luo Fanchen revealed his true trump card, the entire audience was silent.

quickly,

The sounds of gasping for air came and went, the shouts of exclamation went straight into the sky, and the stadium was noisy.

"Impossible, one soul master with two ten thousand year soul rings?"

"Fuck!!"

"Am I remembering correctly? Aren't the limits of the first four soul rings four hundred, nine hundred, seventeen hundred, and five thousand years?"

"Can anyone tell me what's going on??"

"Monster!!"

"Who can wake me up with a pee and tell me this is not true!!!"

"The first soul ring is ten thousand years old, the third soul ring is still ten thousand years old, and the second soul ring is probably no less than five thousand years old. It exceeds the limit of the soul sect. How did he do it?"

At this time, a discerning person realized a very scary thing, and his scalp went numb and he said:

"Have you noticed that when Luo Fanchen blocked His Highness's punch, he just used the purple soul ring, and his ultimate move was completely useless!!"

"What kind of background do you have to resist the emperor's grandson's ten-thousand-year soul ring for a thousand years?"

At this moment, countless gambling dogs cried out in pain:

"I can't think of it, I can't think of it at all!"

"Who knew Luo Fanchen was still hiding this skill? Tai Nima can hide it!!!"

"It's over, it's over."

In the center of all the noise, Lin Shengyi's clear and beautiful eyes were transfixed.

The calm and calm heart trembled again, and she was frightened.

The duo of Niu Gaotan, Wolf and Yan almost fell to their knees in fear.

"Damn it..."

"Old cow, have I been fighting this kind of monster?"

"What is the illusion that keeps me thinking that I have a chance to win against this kind of person?"

Lin Qianjue's eyes were dull and dull, and the fierceness in his body was weak:

"I...I didn't lose unfairly."

He originally thought that Luo Fanchen was just a lucky boy who happened to be favored by the lady.

Turns out, he's downright shallow.

Jian Jiujue's hand holding the sword was trembling. Every time he thought he could see Luo Fanchen's full strength, the opponent would show him another trump card, refreshing his knowledge.

It makes people feel hopeless, so scary.

Meng Shang's lips moved quickly:

"what!!!"

"I just said something feels wrong!"

"This guy really has a hundred million hidden hands! If you fight against this kind of monster, just surrender and surrender!!!"

Ye Wudao's dragon robe was burnt, and the palms under the robe were trembling, a little hysterical:

"impossible!"

"How come you have such a soul ring configuration?"

He, the emperor's grandson, is proud of his ten-thousand-year soul rings, and one soul master has two of them.

The yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black configuration looked extremely shabby compared to the other party's black, purple, and black configuration. He, the grandson of the emperor, looked more like the one who came out of the slums.

The mood just collapsed.

Luo Fanchen stared at Ye Wudao, the emperor's grandson who had fallen into madness, with a playful look on his face. He sighed and said, "Everyone, I'm so incompetent."

"I happen to have two of these ten-thousand-year soul rings..."