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

"Princess Long San, right? I'll give it back to you. If you don't want to be beaten badly, then just kneel down."

The slightly evil and overbearing words spread out, and fell in everyone's ears like a nuclear bomb dropped on the plain, causing an uproar and a numbing feeling radiating throughout the body.

In almost every corner of the four major military regions, there were people looking up at the sky projection, their hands and feet trembling, and their throats shaking:

"Luo Zhuangyuan!"

"It's really Luo Zhuangyuan!"

"It is said that Luo Zhuangyuan, who died fighting against the Blood Demon Cult, came back alive!!!"

"Not dead, little brother Luo is not dead!!"

Everyone's tongues were numb and their pupils were shaking. They thought Li Qing was invincible, but it turned out that this was just a trumpet of the legendary Luo Zhuangyuan?

I thought that by reaching the top three, I had exhausted all my cards and was about to leave the field lonely. I would be crushed by a real evildoer and swallow the bitter pill of failure. But in the end, it turned out that the fool had hidden hundreds of millions of dollars?

Long Youwei's flawless sapphire-like eyes stared deeply at Luo Fanchen, her heart palpitating.

Damn!

With such facial features and contours, how could a man with such a peerless appearance come out from among this group of rouge fans on the mainland.

But when Long Youwei noticed Luo Fanchen's indifferent eyes that didn't care about her strength, and the blasphemous words, all the good feelings brought by her appearance were burned by anger and turned into ashes, and a pair of blue pupils overflowed with blue divine light.

"You are still a level sixty-nine soul emperor, and you still dare to speak nonsense."

The seventh soul skill, Long Youwei under the true form of Emperor Shui Hua stood on the waves, like a real queen of the sea. She pointed a finger, and in an instant, the sky gathered clouds and rain poured down, forming a seawater island.

It fell from the sky and crashed down.

"The royal court's secret skill: The clear blue sky and the arrival of the island!"

The majestic and vast pressure carried by the island made those who had participated in the World Championship doubt whether Luo Fanchen could successfully take over. This Long Youwei could actually master a trace of celestial power that could only be controlled by extraordinary experts.

"Roar--"

The dragon roared for nine days and shocked hundreds of miles.

Even the Canglong Emperor's pupils trembled. This boy's Long Wuhun has evolved. Is there any limit?

Then I felt ecstatic, as if I had a second spring, and my heart was surging.

OK, great!

The dozens of feet of silver-gold giant swayed upwards, then rushed downwards, submerging into Luo Fanchen's Tianling Cap. In an instant, the ancestral dragon martial souls merged, and they were no longer the Qingluan with mixed blood. The human souls merged into one, and the armor covered them. body.

In the dazzling and brilliant light, a palm covered with silver and gold armor was revealed. He held the sky with one hand and lightly held the island of the crashing waves.

Long Youwei's pupils trembled,

impossible!

This move of hers is not a killer move, but it is definitely not something that can be taken with one hand.

How could this guy be so powerful if he just fused with this martial spirit? What kind of martial spirit was the white dragon mixed with golden light just now?

The entire audience was stunned, and the four major military regions fell into silence.

When Luo Fanchen appeared, he just raised his hand and broke all doubts.

Even beyond the imagination of some acquaintances in the past.

No matter how fast the promotion speed is, they will only be separated for more than half a year.

The silver light is restrained, revealing the figure inside,

Luo Fanchen's whole body was covered with streamlined silver true dragon armor, which was colder and cooler than the cyan crystal scale anaconda armor in the past. His pair of spiritual pupils overflowing with light of water and fire looked high into the sky, holding up the island in the waves with one hand:

"Long Youwei, is this the only level of your strength?"

He shook his head boredly, and a four-color swimming dragon vortex appeared in his palm. He created his own soul skill, the swimming dragon eats the soul, and rotated in the opposite direction, producing a twisting and explosive force that instantly shattered the entire island. The seawater splashed out and exploded in all directions.

"Hahaha, sister...Brother Luo is awesome!!"

Yang Jinghong put his hands on his hips, high-spirited, and directly turned on the cock-blasting mode, which overwhelmed him: "Soul Emperor, Soul Emperor, Emperor of Souls, even though I am called a Soul Master, I dare to compete with the Soul Emperor."

Everyone was speechless when they heard the sound.

I know this guy is bragging, but what he says makes sense.

Do you dare to believe that Luo Zhuangyuan is the Soul Emperor?

This guy seems to have redefined the Soul Emperor level with his heaven-defying combat power.

"Brother, I need you to give me an explanation."

Yang Jinghong was just halfway through pretending, when the air-conditioning hit him from behind and he shivered. Before he could turn around, Yang Xiruo had already picked up his ear through a handkerchief and twisted it around with a smile.

"Brother Luo, help me! My sister wants to kill her relatives out of justice, oh no, she will kill her own brother."

Hearing Yang Jinghong howl about Big Brother Luo, Yang Xiruo, who was originally soft-hearted and about to let go, felt a little heavier on her fingertips.

"The Secret Skill of the Royal Court: Crying in the Rain·Bibo Ten Thousand Springs Sword!"

Long Youwei raised her blue eyes, held an ice crystal cold sword, and held up a lot of sword flowers. Like the world-famous swordswoman in the scroll, she released thousands of water swords condensed from sea water. Thousands of swords fired in unison, densely packed. Stab at Luo Fanchen.

In the air, it froze into an ice soul sword, which was even more powerful.

Everyone was thinking about how Luo Fanchen should respond to Princess Long's angry attack, but they saw that Luo Fanchen just glanced at her, turned his back to Wan Jian, and faced King Tianwu, King Yan, Saint, Sister Ye Xi, Ye Xiying, Berry, Sister Lin Shengyi, and all the seniors and friends all showed a gentle smile,

After half a year of separation, the thousands of thoughts and words in my heart all turned into one sentence: "Everyone, long time no see, I'm back."

"Damn ghost, you still know how to come back!"

Ye Xiying had already burst into tears the moment Luo Fanchen took off his mask. The once unruly and willful princess had been stimulated and seemed to have grown up overnight, leaving only a yandere and some kind of addiction.

The cold temperament of the little Madonna Ye Xi, who had almost turned into a black lotus, was instantly melted by the smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and she returned to whiteness and purity. She murmured softly: "Brother Luo... is not dead, that's great."

Ye Youling's dark and icy temperament like a cold and ruthless killer has also melted away. Her fair and snow-like nose is pink: "The master is back! Do you know how Youling has been here in the past six months?"

Ziyun Fairy Lin Shengyi's elegant and beautiful eyes like a Jiangnan beauty were blurred and completely confused. The face under the veil could not be seen by others, but the color must have been messed up. She did not say a word, but she had a lot to say. .

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu So good that I cry. The foster father of the slave family is back to tease me. This time it is not a dream."

The big-eyed cute girl Lin Keke held the princess skirt with her little hands, biting her lips tightly, her curled eyelashes were wet, and she stared at her with admiration.

"Junior sister, is this the person you mentioned?"

Demon Slayer walked to the pink furberry wearing a reincarnation mask. He didn't get any answer. He moved his lips, closed his mouth again, and walked aside wisely, because even through the mask, he could feel his junior sister. My mind has been pulled away and is not here.

"Good boy! This king is really convinced this time!!"

King Tianwu, who usually showed no expression of joy or anger, laughed heartily, and King Yan also shook his hands with excitement: "The half-year period has come, and my brother Luo is back!"

There was a word in his heart that he didn't say,

This time, he can be asked to contact Shenxiao Sect and help him "chasing stars" with the female pope.

Feng Sha Tian, ​​Huang Mengmeng is already numb.

This is Luo Fanchen, what should I do about my little ancestor stepping on the horse! !

Even the nine-colored bird was in a trance, and his eyes were blank for a moment.

"Careful!"xN

Lin Dingtian, the leader of the sixth sect, was originally smiling, but when he saw thousands of swords coming behind Luo Fanchen and the cold air, he couldn't help but remind him.

Among them, Emperor Canglong shouted the loudest and most sincerely.

"clang!"

Human beings and tripod unite into one,

First, a cauldron chimed, and the Hunyuan Qiankun Cauldron flew out and merged with Luo Fanchen. The white and silver true dragon armor instantly turned into platinum color, making it as solid as gold.

The moment Wanjian stabbed his body, golden-red lines lit up on Luo Fanchen's back, bursting out with the astonishing power of the ferocious beast...