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

Except for the genius of the White Tiger Empire who strongly expressed dissatisfaction and regret for not meeting Luo Fanchen in advance, the four worshipers also shook their heads.

"The sooner Huang'er meets this kid, the sooner he can be killed."

The four priests kneaded their brows, dissatisfied with the result of the lottery:

"I have a lot of dreams at night. I always feel that something is wrong with this kid and I need to deal with it quickly."

As for the Holy Son Huangyan himself, he closed his eyes and rested his mind. He didn't even raise his eyelids when he heard the master say: "Dad, you are the one who worships me, but the layout is too small."

"Don't let me remind you next time."

"relax!"

"Does it matter who the opponent is? I'm invincible, they can do whatever they want."

The four priests rubbed their eyebrows melancholy.

Are you saying he is crazy?

He really has never lost, and he has no chance to beat him like a father.

The son is too invincible to suffer, alas...

"Boom boom boom!"

Along with the grand opening ceremony, the Soul Saint-level emcee loudly read out the names of the contestants in the first round and the first round, and the battle started quickly.

"Lord No. Scholar, look quickly!!"

The young man from the tattooed society shouted excitedly and innocently: "It's a player from the Dark Temple who is on the stage. That guy seems to be the most mysterious and special one among the ten players who participated."

At this time, it was not only Luo Fanchen,

All the spectators and players were looking intently at the magnificent arena high in the sky, their eyes full of curiosity. You must know that this is the Dark Temple where you will win the championship if you don't compete for decades.

The other nine players from the Dark Temple looked pretty normal except for being dull and cold. This one was the only one wearing a black robe and a mask with black and white patterns.

Not to mention showing his face, not even a hair on his body was exposed.

This man's whole body was filled with black smoke, and he quietly stepped onto the ring in the black smoke, his movements were like a ghost.

The opposite player came from the Xuanwu Empire, a hunchbacked fat man with a big back, a direct descendant of the royal family.

As the opening gong resounded through the audience,

The water was rippling behind the hunchbacked fat man, and a big tortoise, no, a giant dark water basalt emerged from the water. Five soul rings showed the soul king's cultivation.

"Boom boom boom!"

A total of eighteen water-based shields firmly covered the fat little guy with a big back.

Still feeling uneasy, he possessed his martial soul, activated his soul skills, and released a large dark blue transparent tortoise shell, directly burrowed into it, and hid inside.

"???"

The audience of hundreds of thousands, including Luo Fanchen, all opened their mouths slightly and twitched.

"This……"

"Brother, don't you want to lose face?"

"Anyway, he is also a proud man, so he just got into the bastard shell and hid?"

"Damn it, dog, it's too doggy!!"

"So many layers of defensive shields are outrageous, they can't be broken, they can't be broken at all!"

In the face of countless noisy discussions outside the arena, the hunchbacked chubby who hid in the dark blue transparent bastard shell remained unmoved.

The masked player in black robe is not easy to mess with at first glance.

Shabi only went out to be beaten!

He was terribly afraid of pain, and his father forced him to participate in the competition.

"Ready?"

Inside the mask of black and white reincarnation, a hoarse and dry voice came out, and it was indistinguishable from male to female.

"Come on, come and chop me if I'm a man!"

Because the hunchbacked fat boy was afraid of pain, all his soul skills had added defense.

Even with backlash.

What he was afraid of was that the other party would remain indifferent and wait until his soul power was exhausted, then he would be at the end of his rope.

The descendants of the Dark Temple have no intention of releasing their soul power.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he made an unimaginable move in the future.

He actually bowed his body wrapped in a wide black robe and bowed to the little fat man.

"???"

"No, what does he mean by that?"

The little fat man was immediately beaten to death. He couldn't have been conquered by his Gou Emperor temperament, right?

The audience was also confused. The corner of Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched, and the tattooed young man next to him sighed with emotion: "Look, this descendant of the Dark Temple is polite!"

"Before hitting someone, bow first."

The descendant of the Dark Temple couldn't bow anymore.

The hunchbacked chubby boy was timid at first, but now he couldn't help but smile.

Could it be that he was really overwhelmed by his impregnable defense?

See Emperor Gou?

Suddenly, the hunchbacked chubby's smile faltered, and then the soul power in his whole body was disordered, as if he was about to go mad, his face turned into a liver color, and his throat convulsed.

"Puchi-"

A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out, and fell straight into the tortoise shell and twitched.

The eighteen shields of defense were originally intact, but now they rippled, and finally shattered like a mirror, turning into a water-blue light mist, scattered and released to the surroundings.

Looking at the hunchback chubby with white eyes in the tortoise shell and twitching legs.

Is everyone dumbfounded?

what's the situation!

I didn't see the successor of the Dark Temple make a move. Could it be an accident, a coincidence?

The great emperors and suzerains above the sky were also alarmed.

All eyes were cast on the figure in black robe and black and white reincarnation mask.

"Is it over?"

The referee came back to his senses when he heard the hoarse and dry voice.

He quickly announced the victory of the game, and the medical team rushed over to treat Xiaopang.

An inexplicable match aroused a lot of discussion among the audience.

"No shot, that guy definitely didn't make a shot, and all the shields are intact."

Luo Fanchen murmured secretly, wondering in his heart: "We are so lucky, we may not encounter such cheap things on the field, right?"

"Damn it, what a god! Just bowed and your opponent knelt down?"

The young man in the tattoo society was dumbfounded, and then said worriedly: "Master Zhuangyuan, you have to be careful when you meet this guy, if you really can't, it's important to save your life."

Luo Fanchen rolled his eyes, trying to pretend to be aggressive with a few coquettish words.

However, the other party’s methods are unknown, so if you are not sure, it doesn’t matter if you force him or not, for fear of being slapped in the face.

The battle aroused heated discussions, and subsequent games continued.

A half-person-tall little loli appeared on the ring, but this little girl was not cute at all, with purple comb hair, both sides were shaved, wearing a black vest, white long princess socks, and red boots.

"Fuck?" The tattooed young man opened his mouth wide, "Why does this girl look more social than me?"

Luo Fanchen covered his eyes that were so hot, "What kind of clothes do you wear?"

Why does the hairstyle look a bit familiar?

The battle started soon,

Shamate's little loli exuded a ferocious aura, and pulled out a halberd that did not match her figure, which was taller than two of hers.

The six soul rings shocked the audience.

"Fuck?"

"So fierce?"

"Whose daughter is this? She is so brave."

Holding the Eight Desolation Destruction Halberd in one hand, Shamat Loli leaped into the air and swept down the thousands of troops. With one halberd, Niu Gaotan, the top ten player of the Canglong Empire who was fighting with him, was smashed into the air.

The soul light was shattered, and the sad tears flowed and fell to the ground.

He was the majestic younger generation of the Kui Niu Sect, who was taken over by a little girl?

Luo Fanchen felt inferior when he saw it.

He is sixteen years old and has been practicing the Soul Sect for several months. The other party is now the Soul Emperor? ?

But when someone who knew the inside story from a distance said it, Luo Fanchen suddenly realized.

The Xuanwu Empire, the number one halberd in the world, the number one pride of the Eight Desolation Sect.

Zhan Yingying, the Sixth Ring Soul Emperor, is twenty years old.

The social youth shook Luo Fanchen's arm: "Legal lolita, buddy!"

"I see punishment."

Luo Fanchen pointed at the other person's purple hair: "You two are a perfect match."

You don't need to sprinkle flowers when you get married, just sprinkle some cement, and you can dance for nine days.

Ye Qing is back.

"Please invite the seventh group, Luo Fanchen from the Canglong Empire, and Xiao Fengxian from the Divine Phoenix Empire to come on stage!"