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

When the Pope opened his mouth, no one in the room dared to answer.

The excited Canglong Emperor fell down on the dragon chair and closed his eyes, pretending to be dead. He looked like he was old and about to die, and everything had nothing to do with me, a dying old man.

It's none of his business, Lin Dingtian chuckled secretly in his heart,

I told you to be unruly, and I told you to show off and suppress Luo Fanchen.

Let this pope seize the opportunity of his wrath,

You guys, who are usually so arrogant, are going to suffer a lot this time.

Below, those who were still high-spirited before the game and dared to fight hard, such as Sanshi Fairy Boy and Ye Feng, were already trembling and complaining in their hearts.

But Di Weiyang didn't look at them again and glanced at the leader of Prison Prison.

"Prison Sect Master, please tell me about this matter."

"what?"

The prison leader felt bitter in his heart.

This woman seems normal, but in fact she is a evil star that no one would want to mess with.

He looked at the others, intending to blame others.

As a result, the mad king and others immediately looked away. I am a madman, not a bad guy. This woman is a demigod. No one is willing to mess with her.

"Cough cough."

If you make a mistake, you must admit it, and you must stand upright when you are beaten.

The leader of the Prison Sect forced himself to laugh awkwardly and said: "Before, we were sitting in a well looking at the sky, and our thinking was narrow-minded. With Luo Fanchen's strength, the stone statue hangs high in the sky, and it is more than enough to serve as a model for the army."

Countless soldiers from the four major military regions, especially the disciples of Qi Tian Sect, were all stunned at this moment.

Is this still the unsmiling, indifferent and majestic sect leader that he usually is?

Perception has been completely refreshed.

It turns out that as long as you are strong enough and your fist is hard enough,

The big shot that everyone needs to be in awe of will also force a smile on your face and comfort you.

"Luo Fanchen?"

Di Weiyang raised her eyebrows and said coldly: "With such a record, can't I afford you to be called the number one scholar?"

The leader of the Prison Sect was sweating coldly, Cen Cen, resisting the urge to raise his hand to wipe the sweat.

I feel like a beeping dog.

Damn it,

Is this pope doing it for his own sake or for this kid?

But how could the Pope be related to this kid?

Isn't this a member of Emperor Canglong? ? ?

"Luo No. 1 Scholar, of course he is the well-deserved Luo No. 1 Scholar!"

What the prison leader admitted was not against his will, because it was an undisputed fact.

"The champion of the World Youth Soul Master Competition and the number one martial artist in the world."

"The champion of the eighth-level commander competition of the four major military regions and the number one commander in the world."

"Throughout the past and present, who can achieve such a brilliant record is the only one who is the champion in Luo!"

"Whoever disagrees with the hanging of the statue of Luo Zhuangyuan, don't blame me for being rude!"

The leader of the Prison Sect was getting better and better, and he gave passionate speeches, which made everyone feel numb.

Yang Jinghong held back a sentence:

Lao Deng,

You've lost your moral integrity!

But everyone then thought about it,

This sounds exaggerated, but there is no exaggeration at all. It even seems that it is not complete enough.

"Luo Zhuangyuan is not just as simple as winning the championship at the sixth level. If I remember correctly, he seems to be... only seventeen and a half years old???"

I don’t know who said it, and then it spread like a plague.

It's scary enough to fight your way out of a tight siege and win the championship among a group of evil eighth-level commanders.

But what if this person is just a soul emperor?

Compared with other talented people in their thirties and forties,

What if this Soul Emperor is still only seventeen and a half years old? ?

In an instant, countless soul masters from the four major military regions were so impressed that their scalps were numb. Whether they were the brothers from Feng Ying or Huang Ying, or the soldiers from other camps, feelings of reverence and conviction inevitably arose in their hearts.

Witnessing the birth of a miracle with my own eyes, my heart is full of enthusiasm,

Thinking again of the life Luo Fanchen had sacrificed for the mainland, everyone's hearts trembled again.

With both moral and military skills, he is worthy of the title of Number One Scholar.

Listening to the cheers around her, Ye Xiying felt proud. She had witnessed Luo Fanchen's journey with her own eyes. She vaguely remembered the first time they met. Luo Fanchen was still wearing tattered clothes, like a beggar in the Soul Beast Oasis. Wandering, he was attracted by her at a glance before he showed his strength.

Humph,

Why is he number one in the world? He is not just a rough man.

But...

The princess likes it,

hum!

Next to them, Ye Youling, Ye Xiyi, and the big-eyed cute girl Lin Keke all had red faces.

Xiao Fengxian and Huang Ninger were also very happy, smiling and laughing. When they saw each other in the distance, they were like rivals and enemies meeting each other. They quickly hummed and averted their eyes.

"My man, what are you so happy about, you little hooves!" x2

Di Weiyang's cold eyes were watching all this quietly, no one knew what she wanted to do.

"At a time of turmoil, the people's morale is unstable, and the military's morale is uncertain. This Pope wants to erect statues of Luo Fanchen and other legions all over the world to stabilize the situation."

"Who is for and who is against?"

This time, the Pope didn't look at anyone;

because she knows,

No one will object, no one dares to object, and no one can object.

Half of her confidence comes from Di Weiyang herself.

The other half of the confidence comes from the impeccable record of her blue-faced confidant.

Lin Dingtian rolled his eyes and immediately handed over his hand: "The Pope is wise!"

King Yan jumped out almost at the same time: "The pope's move is beneficial now and beneficial during the war. It couldn't be more fair!"

Now that the matter has come to this, no matter how reluctant the Mad King and the other sect leaders are, they can only pinch their noses and admit: "Good, this is a great good!"

"Boom!"

Acknowledged by all the powerful men, the soul masters and soldiers of the Soul Martial Continent all witnessed with their own eyes the statue rising from the soil after being washed away.

One foot,

One foot into the air,

Finally, it is suspended above the nine heavens, and everyone looks up to it.

"Boom boom boom!"

The powerful leader of the sect stood up one after another, manifesting his extraordinary power, and the void collapsed.

A dazzling token appeared in the hands of all the powerful men, and they spoke solemnly:

"Luo Fanchen takes the order!"

"The blood demon demons are coming fiercely, and the ten major sequences are about to be born. We are extraordinary and cannot take action. Today, I will hand over the command of the four legions to your hands. The four legions, the eleven camps, and the eight-level commanders who belong to the camps. , the seventh-level captain of thousands, captains of centurions, and captains of ten are all driven by you. I hope you can lead my soul martial heroes to drive out the demons and restore my soul martial arts to a clear world."

"No matter what the top ten sequences are, it's just a little mouse in a dark corner. Just smash it with one punch."

Luo Fanchen's eyes flashed with divine light, water and fire were flowing, and his unparalleled beauty overflowed with a confident temperament that could not be better than mine. He spoke slowly and replied firmly:

"Hunwu will definitely win."

In an instant, countless soldiers from the military region stood up together and stood upright.

His eyes were bright and clear, and the fire of hope was burning in his heart.

Secretly gritting his teeth,

Hunwu will win!

Long Youwei also gritted her teeth.

Damn it,

Why is this bitch who beat this princess getting more and more handsome the more I look at him!

illusion!

Must be an illusion!

Such a majestic and solemn scene made Luo Fanchen really uncomfortable.

broken,

Do it like this,

How could I still be a Liuyin man, stealth and sneak attack!

never mind,

If that's the case, let's kill him.

strange,

Why does something feel wrong?

Luo Fanchen seemed to feel something on his body, but he couldn't see anything when he opened his eyes.

Only the suspended statue in the sky shines brighter and brighter.

Di Weiyang's cold eyes showed no emotion as she stared at the statue.

A complex look passed by,

There seems to be relief and expectation, but also hesitation and hesitation...

"Young Master Yang, can you please invite Luo Zhuangyuan down later? I want to pay my respects in person!"

Behind Yang Jinghong, a young man with dense tattoos came up to him. He looked like a little gangster and begged with an apologetic smile.

Yang Jinghong turned around and saw that it was the tattooed young man from the World Championships. He had been working as a pawn for him in Shenxiao Camp since the World Championships. He patted his shoulder and said speechlessly:

"Young Master Yang named Nima, they are all buddies!!"

"Small thing."

The tattooed young man was astonished, touched the bulging hem of his clothes, and then said with a smile: "Hey, hey, okay, okay!"

He looked at Luo Fanchen high in the sky, his eyes filled with admiration and admiration.

Luo Fanchen raised his hand,

He pocketed the eleven seal-engraved tokens for each major camp in front of him.

For the first time in my life I smelled the smell of power,

But there was no disturbance in his heart. These things had long been taken lightly, and his own invincibility was the foundation.

The top priority is to find the remains of the Holy Dragon, continue to evolve Qinglian, upgrade from level 69 to Soul Saint level, and look forward to his seven-ring martial soul true body.

The power of the women must also be returned,

It's just that the girls are safe now. Luo Fanchen can feel the aura brought by his breakthrough in strength, which will also be beneficial to the divine power lent to him by the girls, so he plans to use the rewards given by the competition this time to quickly If you return it after a breakthrough, the effect will be better, and it may be able to help Yang Xiruo regain his vitality.

In fact, he had already secretly kept an eye on the situation of the girls, but he really didn't dare to say hello.

The business plan was over, and Luo Fanchen fell into the same problem as any man again.

Now that all the geniuses have almost finished their training, Luo Fanchen still feels that he has not fulfilled the instructions given by Senior Cripple and that his training is not adequate.

After half a year of not experiencing the black thread entanglement and bloody fighting, the gun will become dull if it is not sharpened!

The No. 1 pick is now under a lot of pressure and is in urgent need of a hearty release...

The nine-colored bird said: "Di Weiyang, now that the champion has appeared, you can take out the two wonders of heaven and earth as rewards!"

The three-consciousness fairy boy and the little monk and other monsters began to breathe quickly, and their eyes were full of anticipation and envy, as if they had already known what the championship reward would be.

Di Weiyang said: "What are you in a hurry for?"

Jiucai Xiaoniao responded coldly: "This is my little ancestor of Fengying. What's wrong with caring about one or two?"

"Bastard!"

The Canglong Emperor, who was lying on the emperor's chair and pretending to be dead, pretended to be dead: "Your person? This is the number one scholar in my Canglong Empire!"

There was a tense battle in the air, and everyone looked stunned.

The corner of Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched,

Boil!

Sisters and sisters haven’t started fighting yet, but you started it first?

Speaking of,

Except for Jiu'er, the Pope was obviously the first to come!