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

"The seventh soul skill: Golden Feather Sky Falcon True Body!"

"The fifth soul skill: Extreme Shadow·High-speed teleportation!"

"The eighth soul skill: Blade Wings Spread·Feather Blade Instant Shadow Kill!"

Everyone saw golden lightning flashing across the arena filled with blue water.

At this time, Jin Chi had already reached Long Youwei,

The weak master is killed in close combat by a powerful assassin. Everyone knows what the consequences will be.

Jin Chi, who had been feeling aggrieved for a whole time, cut him in the middle with his wings like a knife, giving off a cold glow.

"You bitch, I've tolerated you for a long time!"

"clang!"

The feather knife slashed at Long Youwei's slender and soft waist, but there was a clanging sound, and the ice shards flew away. The whole audience looked in surprise, because at some point, Long Youwei's whole body was covered with a layer of ice. The cold and silent Ice Lotus armor.

Behind her, a mermaid martial spirit with extraordinary temperament, coldness and beauty appeared.

"Ok?"

Not to mention other people, even Luo Fanchen was shocked.

It would be fine if they were twin martial souls.

Why do the two martial arts faces of these three princesses look exactly the same, but there are subtle differences in temperament? One of them has a mermaid tail, and the other has a pair of beautiful legs hidden under the skirt.

This was the first time he saw such a scene,

I planned to ask Feng Shatian, but I turned around and found that this guy was also confused.

The top bosses above the sky also looked solemnly,

Sensing something unusual about Long Youwei,

Soul beast rebuilding?

Do not,

The truth may be far more terrifying than rebuilding the soul beast.

Jin Chi didn't believe in evil, so he flew into the sky and turned into a golden tornado, slashing eighteen times in a row, each one more powerful than the last one. As a result, he vomited blood and found that the ice lotus armor seemed to be getting thicker and thicker as he slashed, as if it could absorb The power of his attack is transformed into cold energy that amplifies itself.

Meeting Long Youwei's eyes, Jin Chi couldn't help but tremble.

cold,

it's too cold,

Those eyes, for a moment, seemed to have lost all human emotions, as if they were seeing the Ice Queen or the God of Death in Hell.

"The sixth soul skill: Crystal Lotus Withers and Floods with Flames."

When Long Youwei raised her hand, ice lotuses bloomed. In an instant, the fragrance quickly withered and turned into countless ice water, filling the air towards Jin Chi. It actually burned with ice blue flames. There was no high temperature baking, only endless Ice cold.

"impossible!"

Jin Chi tried his best to dodge and was quickly frozen into an ice sculpture. His last shout seemed to be that he couldn't believe it. He was suppressed by a woman at the same level as the eighth level. He was scraped with a knife. Not to mention breaking his defense, he couldn't even touch his hair. .

Under the attention of the whole audience,

Long Youwei, the second person to advance to the top six.

When the two martial spirits retreated, the beautiful face returned to its soft and delicate state, gently shaking: "Oh, Youwei really doesn't like fighting, why do you force me to take action?"

She glanced in Luo Fanchen's direction,

Hey,

But he quickly stopped looking and curled his lips in disgust.

His strength is interesting, but he is too ugly. His looks are not even up to the average level of the Deep Sea Royal Family.

He glanced at the remaining contestants again,

Long Youwei sighed: "Hey, can we put it aside for now, are all mainlanders ugly?"

Are you polite?

Seeing the murderous eyes of the surrounding people,

Long Youwei was not as cold and domineering as when she attacked, and covered her ruddy mouth: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said this, but it's really ugly, and there's no one I can hit."

This scene made countless people heartbroken.

Everyone could tell that this woman didn't seem to be deliberately mocking, but was really speaking her mind.

I felt even more worried for a while.

Luo Fanchen didn't feel anything at all.

Talking about Li Qingchou has nothing to do with me, Luo Fanchen or the readers!

This scene is similar to the Yanhus in Qingqiu.

I don’t know when Jiu’er will be able to cultivate the Nine Lives of Heavenly Fox and come out of seclusion.

We just want to try the fox,

is that really so difficult.

"boom!"

The battle is still going on, with thunder rolling from the sky, and the terrifying power of thunder and lightning bombarding the ring, like a punishment from heaven.

Wearing purple and gold thunder-patterned armor, the Scourge Knight is like a god descending to earth, releasing rolling thunderballs with every move of his hands and feet, bombarding Zhan Yingying's brother, holding the colorful purple-haired Zhan Bahuang with a big halberd.

"The eighth soul skill: Destruction of the Eight Desolations·Yuyu Clarification!"

Zhan Bahuang's colorful hair stood on end, and a great halberd burst out with earth-shaking gray power of destruction, strangling Lei Zhenyu, the scourge knight.

The Scourge Knight rose into the air, opened his arms, and turned his back to the rolling thunder.

"Lei Jun's true form, Heavenly Thunder, comes to the world!"

At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a god of thunder. Endless thunder fell, and accompanied by a shrill "Fuck you uncle", Zhan Bahuang lay scorched on the charred ground.

The whole place was filled with roars and shock.

Seeing this scene, Zhan Doudou's cheerful attitude seemed to have weakened a bit, and a look of desolation overflowed from his empty eye socket, but he quickly bared his big yellow teeth and took his grandson back as if nothing happened. .

Zhan Yingying remained silent,

Seeing Yang Jinghong waving at her in the distance, he was not in the mood to pay attention.

Stinky golden retriever, I’m not happy to see my mother-in-law lose the game.

Luo Fanchen stared at the purple-haired man wearing armor who appeared behind Lei Zhenyu. His status was indeed ridiculously high and completely different from ordinary martial arts.

This breath of personality,

It seems to be the same as Berry Berry, slightly taller than the ones behind Xiao Fengxian and Huang Ninger.

God's favor?

Seeing such a terrifying temple knight, Feng Shatian and Feng Jiantang originally wanted to ask Luo Fanchen if he was sure, but found that not only was this man not showing fear, but he also had an excited smile on his face?

What the hell!

The enemy is so fierce, why are you so excited?

Xiao Fengxian secretly watched the man and thought to herself,

He hasn't used his full strength all the time. This guy must be holding back enough and is feeling itchy.

The bright moon receded and the sun rose in the east, but the blood-colored clouds covering the sky seemed to be thicker.

Along with Luo Fanchen, the Third Princess Long and the Scourge Knight were promoted one after another.

Hundreds of ghosts are paraded, black mist surges,

There was a faint shock of stunning gun light, but it was quickly covered by the death energy of howling ghosts and wolves,

Finally, the black mist receded, and the first commander of the Shenxiao Battalion, the commoner Yang Nie, was bleeding from all his orifices. He was struggling to support himself with a spear. His last stubbornness allowed him to hold on and not fall down.

Demon Slayer sighed hoarsely: "Your shooting skills are good. If you meet other people, you might not be able to fight. It's a pity that you met me."

Yang Nie smiled bitterly, blood overflowing from his mouth.

He wanted to turn back, but he had no shame. He originally wanted to win first place and prove to the eldest lady that he was no worse than the dead Luo Fanchen.

but……

Only after participating in the competition did he realize that he, a monster in the eyes of others, was no different from a sheep compared to these monsters.

At this time,

Yang Xiruo's frail and beautiful eyes were firmly locked on Yang Jinghong, who was cheering the young monk who was about to take the stage.

When his first commander returned in defeat, the boy pretended to wipe the corners of his eyes and let out a mournful howl, and then nothing happened.

Yang Xiruo bit her red lips, her slender jade fingers trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes trembled slightly.

he,

Is he really not dead?

How could he survive such a fatal situation? ?

The young monk came to the stage carrying a wine flask, his face flushed from drinking. He faced the one-armed warrior who also entered the top twelve. The opponent was reckless and aggressive when he came up.

As a result, the little monk transformed into a golden Buddha, with the Tathagata Palm in his left hand and the sixth soul skill in his right hand: the scorching sun, the Drunken Buddha Arhat Fist! Just give him seconds.

Meng Dangshan Yanzi lay on the ring, shedding sad and helpless tears.

How could anyone bully him!

In the last match, the Three Senses Fairy Boy faced off against Lin Wuji.

The strongest person in the Lin family summoned an iron-blooded battle flag, which was majestic and roaring with war spirits. The scene was spectacular, but the fairy boy's crystal pupils stared, and the fluctuations in his pupils turned into countless threads, outlining a spiritual tower in the void. In the world of power, I don’t know how many people said “f*ck”.

"How can this be!"

"Solidified mental power, extraordinary mental power???"

Even Lin Dingtian and the others looked moved: "How did this kid cultivate his mental power? How did his mental power break through the shackles and reach the level of transcendence?"

The spiritual world exploded, the iron-blooded battle flag dimmed in an instant, and the fighting spirit screamed.

"The eighth soul skill: Beacon Fire and Wolf Smoke·War Flag to Conquer the World!"

"Emperor's Eye Secret Technique: Fantasy Evolution·Ninth Level Holy Spirit Breaking!"

In an instant, the arena turned into darkness, and countless crystal pupils opened their eyes, turning into a nine-layer illusory spiritual world, covering everything, and then exploded.

Lin Dingtian secretly thought it was not good.

The next moment, Lin Wuji was seen on the ring closing his eyes, half-kneeling on the ground, and was knocked unconscious.

Yang Miao's eyes were indifferent, and he shook his head in disappointment: "Master asked me to come out and have a long experience, but it turns out that the genius on the mainland is already so weak."

As soon as this statement came out, the crowd was excited.

He looked at Luo Fanchen and said: "I hope you, a madman, will not disappoint me and please me to your heart's content."

Luo Fanchen yawned, not even bothering to look at him, admiring the morning glow in the distance.

The Third Knowledge Fairy Boy felt a tightness in his chest.

Then I saw the golden-haired young master raising his middle finger: "Shabi, you look down on the mainlanders outside, right? You're waiting to eat shit."

Yang Mi didn't get angry. Instead, he curled his lips, pointed at his closed eyebrows and smiled: "Interesting, I'm looking forward to what you have to say."

The four war zones and more than thirty extraordinary and powerful geniuses from the hidden sects fought against each other. After a fierce battle, six people finally qualified, and they were completely unique.

In the blood demon camp in the distance on the northwest front, the silent black mist began to stir faintly.

In the fourth round, six went into three, and the fight became fierce.

The battle between the three powers in this world,

The lottery results are out,

The moment the Three Senses Fairy Boy received the lottery results, a teasing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...

"wonderful!"

"That's wonderful!"