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

In the secret realm of the black swamp, filled with blood and light,

The atmosphere of despair was dispelled by the colorful divine light surging around the young man.

He stood in the void, guarding Yang Jinghong, and in front of the girls, a pair of cold eyes stared coldly at the eight-armed evil god.

The huge palm of the evil god that covered the sky was penetrated, black blood flowed, blood spread into the sky, and the sound of furious roaring sounded.

"Damn it!"

"who is it!!"

The Eight-Armed Evil God also didn't expect that the damn guys below were already dying, just waiting for him to go down and devour them, but how could they suddenly come up and cause harm to him.

Yang Jinghong and others looked up at the figure guarding them in the sky, their expressions became extremely exciting, their mouths opened, and they stared blankly, as if they couldn't believe it! !

"Brother-in-law!"

"Do not,"

"Brother Luo!!"

"You are not dead!!!"

Yang Jinghong's eyes burst into ecstasy, and he was even happier than his own father calling him "Big Daddy". He even forgot that he was saved, and forgot to question Luo Fanchen's soaring combat power. He only knew that Big Brother was still alive.

Huang Ninger's lost eyes quickly regained their sparkle, and her sexy lips trembled:

"This……"

"too……"

"It's...incredible!"

Bai Yingyue clasped her slender manicure tightly on her palms, bit her crimson lips half-biting, and murmured: "Little senior brother is fine!!"

"He's fine!"

"Very good!!"

But soon her delicate body trembled violently, and she said in shock:

"My goodness."

"What did my junior brother do? How could he repel the evil god's attack!"

Lin Shengyi's warm eyes sparkled with energy, and the despair in his heart was swept away.

"too……"

"too strong."

"How... did he do it!!!"

Xiao Fengxian's delicate face showed an extremely exaggerated expression, and her jade lips were wide open. Looking at the domineering figure of the banished immortal, she felt that her whole body was numb.

"There's still a trump card!"

"He still has a trump card????"

“It’s unbelievable, is this guy still human!!!”

Meng Shang was dumbfounded. Everyone, including the traitor Shi Potian, didn't say a word. They all looked like they were autistic. Huang Yan, who was mercilessly beaten away and lying on the ground like mud, couldn't even wipe off the black water on his face. Staring at the sky, his eyes were blank and his teeth were almost broken.

Berry still wore the reincarnation mask that showed no joy, looking at the sky quietly, her fingertips seemed to tremble slightly when she saw Luo Fanchen reappear.

"You guy..."

"It's really different from normal people."

At the same time, the outside world seemed to have been pressed on the silence button, and everyone was stunned.

The expressions of despair and resentment of King Tianwu, Lin Dingtian, and Yang Tingjun, who were frantically hammering away at the formations, and other old father-in-laws who loved their children, suddenly stopped, and they looked at the blurry images reflected in the blood light of the Qintian Mirror in astonishment.

"This……"

"What's going on!"

"The evil god's attack was blocked???"

"How can it be!"

"Why does that voice sound so familiar..."

"Luo Fanchen???"

When Yang Tingjun and others saw that their children had been rescued, their faces showed expressions of extreme surprise, but they were also extremely shocked because of the sudden appearance of the blurry colorful shadow.

They had encountered the evil god twice.

The combat power displayed by the opponent with the help of the formation and his own personality is so terrifying. Not to mention one Luo Fanchen, even a thousand Luo Fanchen will be killed instantly.

How to stop it!

Their expressions were wonderful, and they desperately wanted to see the scene in the secret realm clearly. However, the blood mirror was currently connected to the formation with all its strength, and the projection was relatively blurry.

Everyone in the Blood Demon Sect, who had been so arrogant just a moment ago, was completely confused.

Unconcious,

Sect leader Li, Ming Jia, Guan Canghai and others looked at each other, suspecting that they had seen a ghost.

"Who blocked Lord Holy Spirit!"

"Are you bleeding?"

"It seems like Luo Fanchen's movement?"

"Nima!"

The Great White Tiger scolded angrily, his expression changing: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, that boy can be crushed to death by me with just one finger."

"Leader, what's going on!!"

"Do you have any other tricks?"

The three blood demon elders looked at the paper man in unison, their hearts shaking.

The paper man was stunned for a second before speaking.

"You ask me, who am I asking, how do I, the leader, know what is going on!!"

"Boiled!"

"This guy came out of nowhere!"

"That was the ultimate killer strategy just now. There are other tricks."

"Don't worry, the pretense is only temporary. We must have confidence in the Holy Spirit!"

The Blood Demon Cult Leader soon showed his fanatical side: "The great Holy God will not be defeated!"

Hundreds of thousands of spectators cried out in despair. They had no way out. When they saw the sudden change in the situation, they immediately became quiet and regarded it as the last straw.

The women who were familiar with Luo Fanchen, such as Sister Ye Xi, Ye Xiying, and Lin Keke, had red eyes just now, but now they became excited.

But he held his hands firmly on his chest, and he didn't dare to be convinced until he saw his true appearance.

I'm afraid it's just an empty joy.

"who!!"

"who is it!!"

The tattooed young man was startled, "Fuck, this movement... my brother Luo is not dead?"

The murderous intent of the female pope's cold phoenix eyes shrouded in golden flames was sharply reduced.

Gaze into the blood mirror,

His stunning face showed a rare expression of surprise.

"Crash-"

The countless black pupils of the Eight-Armed Evil God shone with black light, and the nine blood-colored light beams in the inner and outer worlds vibrated. The blood array of all spirits turned into countless fine blood threads, which connected to the damaged parts of his palms and quickly repaired them.

His eyes stared at Luo Fanchen angrily,

Being injured by a small insect from an inferior plane, even if it was an incomplete holy body, was unacceptable to a proud saint like him.

"Ah."

"I think I am someone from this lower plane."

"It turns out it's still you damn beasts."

The Eight-Armed Evil God noticed the familiar aura lingering on Luo Fanchen's body, shook his head and made a sound of disdain: "Don't you know the details about you guys?"

"It's just a bunch of dead things. Why are you trying to stir up trouble by bringing them back to life?"

"Forget it, let's just do a little warm-up."

After hearing the evil god's words, everyone who had just been happy for Luo Fanchen's comeback felt their hearts skip a beat.

Especially the woman who was close to him, her beautiful eyes trembled.

Now Luo Fanchen has been parasitized by an unknown existence?

Is that still him?

Everyone in the Blood Demon Sect felt relieved.

The leader of the Blood Demon smiled and said: "You see, Lord Evil God said there is no problem, then there is no problem!"

"The Evil God has an advantage in his own strength. Now he has the blessing of formations and countless flesh and blood sacrifices. However, those unknown remnant souls only occupy the body of a junior. It is obvious who is better!"

"Hahaha."

"My Blood Demon Cult is invincible, they can do whatever they want!"

As soon as the Blood Demon Cult Leader finished speaking, everyone was still in despair.

Then he saw the figure lingering in the colorful light sneered, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, dragging the majestic colorful light in the air, like a gorgeous rainbow.

"Snapped!"

Even though the blood mirror is blurred,

No one could see the action clearly, but they heard the loud and clear sound.

The evil god's head was directly smashed, half of his head was broken, and strange blood flowed.

When the evil god waved his eight arms to fight back and shattered the void,

The colorful figure had already flashed back to the sky above Yang Jinghong and the others.

Revealing the detached look of a gentleman who is relegated to immortality.

"today--"

"I want to see how you can make waves."

Before the words of the Blood Demon Cult leader's praise could be heard, the four paper figures stood there with their mouths open, and everyone in the Blood Demon Cult could not laugh out loud.

Others were overjoyed to hear that familiar voice and conversation again.

"It's him!!"

"Isn't he possessed by an unknown entity?"

"How come you are still conscious?"

"Unbelievable!"

"What the hell is going on!!"