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

The dead silver eyes under the mysterious woman's mask shimmered slightly.

But it soon fell silent again.

What the other party mentioned should be the evolution of the martial soul, not the bloodline evolution she wanted.

Martial soul evolution is very rare among the people of Soul Martial Continent, but it is relatively common among the top forces.

The angelic martial soul in the temple has two wings on its back when it first awakens. It evolves into four wings when it reaches the fourth level of soul master. Each subsequent level increases an additional pair of wings.

Until it reaches the ninth level of transcendence, the martial spirit will reach its ultimate form, a twelve-winged angel.

In this process of martial soul evolution, the bloodline has not changed in any way.

The potential is always that of a twelve-winged angel, but at first the mortal body cannot directly bear the ultimate form of the angelic spirit, so only the two wings are displayed.

Bloodline evolution is different.

There is no way for bloodline to evolve in Hunwu Continent.

The evolution of your bloodline will break the shackles of the ultimate form of your martial spirit, changing the upper limit of your martial spirit's potential from a twelve-winged angel to a fourteen-winged or sixteen-winged one.

The reason why major empires and sects have always been prosperous is because their bloodline potential is strong enough, while the bloodline of common people is weak.

There is no way to evolve your bloodline. The poor can only rely on mutation. Once you mutate into a powerful bloodline and have more descendants to pass on this bloodline, you will be qualified to become a noble.

The mysterious golden-faced woman's eyes were lonely.

Not to mention that it is impossible for mortals to have the method of bloodline evolution, not even gods can do it.

Gods also have their limits. Even if they are gods, it is absolutely impossible to create a bloodline stronger than the Dragon God, let alone evolve a bloodline of this kind of person.

So when she first met this human young man, she was shocked and surprised.

But it was just an accident.

Although the bloodline is incredibly nobler than the Dragon God, it is too thin.

The potential contained in it may be very strong for mortals, but in her opinion, it is far from enough, a little worse.

Not to mention it's a little worse, even if it's just a little bit worse, it's going to be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Remembering that she had just heard the young man mention the evolution of martial arts, she became confused and excited. The mysterious woman shook her head and sighed, feeling that she was too whimsical.

How can a mortal do what God cannot do?

The beautiful silver eyes under the woman's golden face were even darker and deadlier, hiding unspeakable loneliness and disappointment.

She raised her eyes and saw that Luo Fanchen and the others had disappeared into the shadows of the jungle to hunt the soul beasts.

Is it necessary to continue?

No need.

The mysterious golden-faced woman's black gauze skirt swayed, and her extremely enchanting and perfect body disappeared into the void.

……

"???"

In the shade of green trees, Luo Fanchen looked at a big black mouse that was at least one meter long and fell at his feet with a question mark on his face.

The big black mouse's belly was upturned, its four claws and slender tail were twitching, and it was unconscious.

"After all, you are also a bloodthirsty rat of 1,600 years old, and you fell down before I even made a move?"

Luo Fanchen was speechless. Just now, such a big black mouse suddenly appeared from the ground and rushed towards him with its sharp teeth. He was really shocked.

Subconsciously urging the Qilin pattern to fight back.

As a result, as soon as his back glowed red, the bloodthirsty rat fell straight to the ground and began to twitch violently.

"Hey, teacher, look, it's starting to foam." Bai Yingyue stood next to the female pope and called out curiously.

"Brother Rat, timidity is a disease. You can't continue like this. I have to help you treat it."

Luo Fanchen sighed, then lifted a large stone and slammed it on the bloodthirsty rat's head.

"boom!"

The ground shook, and the bloodthirsty rat kicked its legs suddenly, its body completely stiff.

Luo Fanchen shook his head: "Look, if you don't drink soup or take medicine, physical therapy will work. I won't smoke this time."

The corners of the female pope's red lips twitched slightly.

Bai Yingyue couldn't help but laugh, and was amused by Luo Fanchen's operation.

But she soon felt something was wrong. She still hadn't forgotten what happened more than a month ago, so she forced her smile back.

Luo Fanchen didn't look at the two women and sighed:

"Brother Mouse, I helped you cure all your illnesses. It would be a bit meaningless if you don't stand up and say thank you to me."

You've smashed your skull to treat a minor illness, but you still want someone to thank you? The corners of Bai Yingyue's mouth twitched, and she couldn't hold herself tight.

"Shh!"

The bloodthirsty rat made no reply, and a light purple soul ring floated up.

Luo Fanchen stared with an exaggerated expression: "Brother Rat, you are such a good person, why did the soul ring suddenly appear?"

"Hey, it's just a simple effort to treat you. You don't need to give me all the money to thank me. I'm too embarrassed to accept it."

"Whoosh!"

He pushed his hands to refuse, and a two-meter-long green-scaled snake quickly flew out from behind, its whole body emitting three-color light, like a bandit who hadn't seen a woman in thirty years, opening its big mouth, generating huge suction, and sucked the bloodthirsty rat's soul ring into the air. Blood gas was sucked into the mouth.

"Puch!"

"It's such a shameless thing. You say you don't want it, but your body is honest."

Bai Yingyue couldn't stand it any longer. She covered her moist peach lips with her fair hands and let out a sweet and ethereal laugh.

"This bloodthirsty rat will probably have to scold you until he is reincarnated."

Recently, the female pope was unhappy because she returned to the Temple of Light to deal with trivial matters. Luo Fanchen teased her, and the ice on her face melted away a lot.

"They were all swallowed by little loaches. What does it have to do with me?"

Luo Fanchen secretly thought: The ice was broken successfully.

There is no need to continue the cold war this time. In his previous life, he had no confidence in other things and was barely good at flirting with girls.

"Swish!"

The green-scaled snake's aura strengthened, and the third ray of light on its body became deeper. Its two-meter-long body extended and expanded to two meters long.

Bai Yingyue couldn't help but said: "Brother, it is handsome, sassy, ​​long and thick now. It would be rude if you call it a little loach again."

Luo Fanchen joked: "How about calling it a big python?"

"Um..." The girl rolled her eyes and had deep doubts about Luo Fanchen's naming ability: "Then you might as well call her Little Loach."

"Wait, let me think about it again."

The girl pouted: "Come on, I no longer have any expectations for your naming standards."

Luo Fanchen smiled and said: "What do you think of calling it the Chaos Ancestral Dragon?"

"hiss--"

Bai Yingyue took a deep breath, feeling that her style of naming had improved so much, heaven and earth.

Just now it was so stupid, now it's so scary.

"Ancestral dragon, ancestral dragon, the ancestor of all dragons."

"Emperor Canglong doesn't dare to give his martial soul such an arrogant name."

"Brother, are you really brave? If you call it the Ancestral Dragon, if other dragon soul masters hear it, they are not allowed to come together and beat you to death?"

The female pope's face remained cold and silent, and a gleam flashed in her phoenix eyes. She thought that Luo Fanchen was not joking just now, but that he really planned to call Zulong.

Is it arrogance, or is it true confidence?

Luo Fanchen shrugged: "So, the little loach is still cute and low-key."

Bai Yingyue pointed at the mighty green-scaled little snake and puffed out her cheeks: "Look at it, it's so long and hard, does it look cute?"

Luo Fanchen sighed:

"Let's go find the next 'sick' soul beast. It will devour the bloodthirsty rat for 1,500 years. The evolution is too small, and the little loach has become picky."

When the three of them were about to walk out of here, the female pope's phoenix eyes suddenly became sharp and she suddenly glanced in one direction.

"Who?"