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

"How's it going? Have you found anyone?"

The lame man curiously asked the old man with a broken arm.

The old man with a broken arm looked annoyed, and made no secret of it in front of everyone. He stamped his feet and wailed: "Forget it, if people go to the mountains, I will be left with rubble on the ground."

"The remaining gun spirit can definitely be left behind by the top gun spirit!!"

The lame man and the others were shocked. They knew the vision of the old man with a broken arm.

The gun spirit that he admired so much must be the best in the world.

The old man with a broken arm clutched his chest, feeling heartbroken and almost wailing:

"pain!"

"It hurts too much."

"It is a great regret in my life that I could not meet this person!!!"

Luo Fanchen saw that the old man with a broken arm was about to wipe his neck and kill himself, so he hesitated and said: "Uh... isn't that too exaggerated? It's just a gun spirit!"

"You kid knows shit!!"

The eyes of the old man with a broken arm turned red: "Is that an ordinary gun martial spirit?"

"Just feeling the breath from a distance makes me fascinated!"

"what!!"

"It's all my fault for wasting time by saying hello to you, otherwise we would still have a chance to meet you."

The old man with a broken arm has a weird and twisted brain, he is beating his chest, and his obsession with gun skills is incomprehensible.

"Boy Luo, stop comforting him. This old guy is just a gun maniac."

"If the owner of the gun spirit is a young man, this old guy can kneel down with a shovel and beg him to be his apprentice."

"fart!!"

The old man with a broken arm had red eyes and sternly retorted: "If God allows me to meet this person again, I can swoop over or crawl over and kowtow!!"

"Don't, don't be like this! It's scary!!" Luo Fanchen shook his head and pushed his hands.

"I'm talking about someone else. It has nothing to do with you, kid. Don't tell me that you can still produce another gun spirit."

The old man with a broken arm shook his head repeatedly and lamented: "Speaking of which, you are also an unparalleled genius. You can attack with green anaconda, assist with green lotus, have spiritual eyes to break delusion, and have a three-life martial spirit that is unique in the world. It's a pity that you are not my cup of tea."

Luo Fanchen said: "What if, I mean what if, I awaken another gun spirit?"

The old man with a broken arm said without hesitation: "Then don't force me to kneel down and beg you!"

He smiled again: "The prerequisite is that you have it."

After saying that, the old man with the broken arm felt his heart tingling, and he floated back to the well, with a sad look on his face, like a melancholy, sad and hesitant Lilac girl.

Luo Fanchen looked weird. If he pulled out a gun now, how should the autistic old man respond? Are you excited or embarrassed?

Just like a licking dog facing a goddess, the easier it is to get it, the less it will be cherished by others. Just be steady and let him be depressed for a while.

"Boy Luo, please show off your soul ring! We're all waiting."

The blind man urged, and Luo Fanchen summoned the green anaconda martial spirit that was about to turn into a dragon.

When all the crippled old people saw this, they looked surprised. The crippled man exclaimed:

"Your martial spirit...has evolved and mutated?"

"Ahem, it's always okay."

This kind of thing cannot be hidden, and Luo Fanchen has no intention of hiding it and admits it directly.

"hiss--"

The disabled elders gasped, feeling that the Three Lives Martial Spirit still underestimated Luo Fanchen's talent. It was too scary. If he continued to evolve at this pace, how many people would be scared to death?

"This……"

"This!!!"

The old beggar's lips trembled, his withered face trembled, and his eyes widened.

What he felt most clearly here was that the power of Luo Fanchen's martial spirit dragon had gone up a whole level compared to the last time, and it was even more terrifying.

"Shuashuashua——"

Four circles of soul rings rose from Luo Fanchen's feet, and the small village illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun was suddenly shrouded in black light, reflected in the eyes of the disabled old people.

“Black, or black???”

Before everyone could be surprised, Luo Fanchen's fourth soul ring reached thirty thousand years.

He was frightened by the changes in the first two soul rings.

The lame man glared: "Isn't your first soul ring originally sixteen thousand years old?"

The blind man also urged: "Isn't the second soul ring a thousand years old?"

"How can this become 30,000 years!!!"

The old beggar was stunned: "Fuck...fuck...fuck??"

Luo Fanchen smiled shyly: "It's just a fluke, there are hundreds of millions of small chances."

The eyes of the cripples suddenly bulged, and they almost lost their breath.

Brother Lucky, do you call this a small chance?

"It's against the sky!!"

"Incomprehensible, unbelievable."

Dacan and the others shook their heads repeatedly, and their perceptions were completely refreshed by Luo Fanchen.

The number of years attached to the soul ring is far beyond what other geniuses can accept.

It’s outrageous that the soul ring can evolve!

The blind man was shocked at first, and then almost fainted from happiness.

This descendant received it, it was so satisfying, it was worth dying on the spot! !

The lame man almost cried, and his intestines turned green with regret.

I wish I could just slap myself in the face, why were I pretending to be so cool?

Is it too late to kneel down now?

The old beggar was really crying. What did he miss?

Such a genius who has nothing to do with the Canglong Empire and possesses the unparalleled talent of the Dragon Martial Spirit is the best candidate to inherit his mantle!

With this disciple, why not worry about being unable to overthrow the Canglong Empire in the future!

Blanch it! !

The blind girl Tongtong squatted aside quietly,

Holding her cheek with her soft little hands, she smiled quietly, and the years were peaceful.

"With Brother Luo here, the taciturn grandfathers are more energetic than before."

Seeing the old blind man happy, the old man with a broken arm felt even more melancholy. He shook his head and said angrily:

"Look at how worthless you are, you are yelling!!"

The old blind man smiled and cursed: "Don't say you, old guy, are not tempted."

The old man with a broken arm shook his head: "It is impossible to be tempted. No matter how talented this kid is, it has nothing to do with me."

Luo Fanchen began to treat Tongtong,

After the last initial treatment, the pressure in Tongtong's eyes gradually reduced, and her life span, which was originally only one year, has now been extended to three years.

"Om-"

Just as Luo Fanchen released his mental power, the old blind man exclaimed:

"Your kid's mental power has also broken through?"

"Last time, my mental power was still in the third realm, but has it broken through to the fourth realm so quickly?"

Luo Fanchen wondered: "What are the three realms and the fourth realm?"

The old blind man answered patiently: "Of course there are levels of mental power, but soul masters below Soul Saints don't need to understand it, but your kid's mental power is now comparable to that of Soul Saints!"

"In one state, the spiritual power in the divine court is as continuous as drizzle."

"The second realm is filled with clouds and mist."

"Three realms: mist and liquid mixing."

"The four realms are the condensation of spiritual power, possessing Soul Saint level combat power."

Luo Fanchen was just about to say "Don't do anything wrong" when he heard the old beggar curse:

"You kid is really a monster."

"When a normal soul master first enters the seventh-level soul saint, his spiritual power is generally at the second-level level. He needs to continue to practice before he can reach the fourth-level level that is comparable to his soul power."

"In this case, you can now practice the fifth move of the God of Peeping Heaven. It is also the most disgusting move, and it is enough to disgust countless people in the world competition."

The old beggar laughed.

Although Luo Fanchen was curious, he still wanted to treat Tongtong as soon as possible.

The Eyes of the Heavenly Eyes are opened between the eyebrows, and the fourth form of the God of Peeping Heaven is performed:

Holy Eyes Tianyin!

The pupil power turned into countless filaments, connecting the blind girl's tightly closed eyelids.

To attract the terrifying power of water and fire within the opponent's special pupils.

The old blind man carefully protected him from the side.

Helped the blind girl to maintain the seal of the strange pupils, only opening a small opening.

"Cuchu——"

Colorless pupil power thread,

It turned into extremely cold ice blue and scorching red, spreading towards Luo Fanchen.

"Swish!"

Luo Fanchen's eyes trembled,

The left eye is ice blue, filled with unbridled cold air; the right eye is red gold, burning with fierce flames.

Accept all the extradited power of water, fire and strange eyes,

The power of his acquired spiritual eyes became more and more powerful, the light of water and fire became more powerful, and the fatal pressure on the eyes gradually decreased, making him feel much more relaxed.

"Cough-cough-"

After absorbing too much power from the strange pupils in one breath, Luo Fanchen's left eye was the first to be unable to bear it and developed frostbite.

"receive!"

The disabled old man looked solemn, cut off contact, and helped Tongtong strengthen the seal.

He flashed to Luo Fanchen's side.

"It's okay!"

Luo Fanchen summoned Qinglian, and the healing green light entered his left pupil, and his injury quickly improved.

"Brother Luo!"

When the blind girl was anxious, her eyes actually opened wider than before.

The crippled old man said in surprise: "Your left eye has reached its limit, and your right eye has evolved outside? The aura is really unusual!"

"Ahem, there's a chance."

Luo Fanchen thought that the fire pupils blessed by the power of the holy dragon were indeed much more powerful.

The old blind man's mouth twitched and he was speechless.

Isn't this guy a little lucky?

"Ok?"

"Your little Qinglian has also evolved?"

The lame man said in surprise: "I remember that there was no such stem before, and the smell is a bit special!"

As soon as these words came out, all the disabled elders looked over one after another, and they all found that Qinglian Wuhun was different from before...