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

"Boom boom boom!"

Above the four legions,

The three-headed and eight-armed Blood Demon Cult Leader wearing a bloody fang mask led the attack. Black mist rolled behind him, and terrifying and powerful figures loomed...

In the sky above the four legions, black mist came, making the sky dark.

The Blood Demon Cult Leader released overwhelming evil energy all over his body, and the void continued to shatter.

The powerful and strange figures of the Blood Demon Elders are hidden in the black mist. Their power is frightening. The earth is constantly mourning, and all the camps are about to fall apart.

"I think these so-called strong men of the right path are nothing more than this."

"They're just a bunch of idiots. They can be easily transferred away with a little trick. Let's blow up their hometown first."

Lei Zhenyu, who was waiting carefully, looked ugly.

The adults all flew away,

Now that the camp is weak, they can only get in!

Lei Zhenyu's whole body was surrounded by thunder, and he calmly ordered:

"Knights of Light, follow our leader into the sky!"

Luo Fanchen stood still, hiding his figure, quietly watching the surging Blood Demon Cult group coming from high in the sky.

at the same time,

A round of moonlight rises. Bai Yingyue looks like the goddess of the moon. The crystal crescent moon shines between her eyebrows. She holds a Moon Lord Temple in her palm. With the power of the temple, her aura far exceeds that of the eighth-level peak expert.

"Keng——"

In the direction of the Shenxiao Camp, the light of the gun path flew through the air. Yang Xiruo held the Purple Lightning Shenxiao Spear in his hand, with his high horse tail flying in the wind, and his beautiful eyes were solemn and decisive.

Behind him was an eighth-level gunman formation trained by Zidian Shenxiao Sect.

Dahuang camp...

Dark Temple...

Lin Shengyi and Bei Mei also all came out, their momentum was much higher than two months ago, and they obviously had their own opportunities. Luo Fanchen was the only one who didn't see the little monk and Gui Desheng.

Everyone took to the air to confront the enemy, but Luo Fanchen remained motionless.

The heads behind the three masks of the Blood Demon Leader sneered.

"They are just a bunch of ants, and I have no interest in killing them."

"Tell Luo Fanchen to get out!"

"My brother-in-law hasn't come back yet. If he wants to fight your wild father, I'll fight him!"

There were scoldings from high in the sky, and everyone looked around. It was the filial son of the Yang family. Yang Jinghong sneered. His strength was not good, but his voice was not bad at all, and his courage was not bad at all.

My dear father and my dear clan leader dare to scold me, how can I still be afraid of monsters like you?

The moment the Blood Demon Cult Leader stared at him with fierce eyes, another shouting and cursing sound came from the side.

"Not only are there wild fathers, there are also your wild mothers here!"

The terrifying and boiling black mist seemed to solidify briefly, and the Blood Demon Cult Master and others noticed the purple-haired Lolita holding the euphorbia.

The black lines on his face were beating.

Whose general is this riding horse? Has he always been so brave?

The White Tiger Emperor's scolding voice came from the black mist: "You bastards, I've made you rebel!"

The power of heaven and earth gathered from all directions, condensed with the black mist, and turned into a huge black tiger claw that covered the sky and the sun, tearing the void and slamming it down.

Yang Jinghong and Zhan Yingying didn't make eye contact, but they flew into the air in unison and rushed towards Tiger Claw resolutely.

Seeing this scene, not to mention my own family, even the Blood Demon Cult camp couldn't help but admire the courage of these two young people. They were really brave.

The filial son and the filial daughter stared at each other and shouted at the same time:

"Father, help me!"

"Lao Deng, save me!"

The voice shook the heavens and earth,

The void around him broke open, and an Eight Desolation Halberd and a hundred-foot-long purple lightning gun shot out at the same time, hitting the black tiger's huge claws heavily.

The attacks from both sides shattered at the same time, energy exploded, and the ground shook.

Lei Zhenyu and other members of the Knights were all knocked back a thousand meters away by the terrifying aftermath. Their expressions were first blank, then full of surprise.

The energy aftermath dissipates,

In front of Yang Jinghong and Zhan Yingying, there was a middle-aged majestic man and an old man with purple hair in tattered clothes.

Yang Tingjun glared at the Blood Demon Cult Leader, but he educated his son:

"You treacherous son, you have learned bad things from this girl!"

Zhan Doudou cursed: "You bastard granddaughter, if I settle accounts with you later, it will be because I have learned bad things from this little gangster from the Yang family!"

Yang Jinghong and Zhan Yingying said attentively: "Ni dad [Lao Deng], concentrate on fighting. Don't die accidentally. I haven't eaten enough yet!" x2

The old father and the old man almost spat out blood.

If you are not hurt by the enemy, you will first be angry to death by your own filial son and grandson.

The Blood Demon Leader looked at the sudden appearance of Yang Tingjun and Zhan Doudou and sneered: "Interesting, a bit interesting."

Zhan Doudou spat, and the destructive aura of the Eight Desolation Halberds shattered the void: "You are as big as your mother, but you still want to trick the tiger away from the mountain? Treat others as fools?"

"Om-"

Dense array patterns appeared in the void,

The Blood Demon Cult Leader and his party were trapped inside, and a strong figure appeared in every formation.

The faces of the Scourge Knight and other soul masters showed expressions of surprise, because the Pope, the Divine Phoenix Empress and other powerful people who were supposed to leave were actually here.

Luo Fanchen's eyes flashed,

It was exactly as he guessed,

He didn't show up rashly because he guessed that the pope and the others would leave a back-up to prevent others from stealing the house.

only……

He glanced at the Blood Demon Cult Leader and others above him.

According to his understanding of Lao Liu, people like the leader would not fall into the trap so easily.

Although under his Tianpu observation, he couldn't tell whether the Blood Demon Cult Leader was a clone, he had an intuition.

As Luo Fanchen expected, the Blood Demon Cult Leader was not nervous. He clapped his hands slowly and said with a smile:

"Good good."

"It turned out that they were just waiting for us, setting up a large formation, waiting for us to fall into the trap."

Many soul masters and warriors had expressions of surprise and even excitement on their faces, while Lin Dingtian and other powerful men had ugly expressions on their faces, realizing the problem from the attitude on their faces.

Di Weiyang closed her eyes and sighed quietly.

When he raised his hand,

A golden, thousand-foot-high god appeared behind him, with sixteen wings blazing with golden holy flames. The golden holy sword in his hand was slashed out, and the sky was split.

The terrifying formation with gods as the hub burst out with world-shattering power.

"you!"

The Blood Demon Cult Leader and others didn't even have time to taunt, before they were chopped into pieces by this shocking sword, turning into a strange thing of essence and blood mixed with special viscous black water, splashing everywhere, followed by all the black mist All were swallowed into the cracks in the dark space.

The void cannot be healed for a long time,

All invading enemies were wiped out.

But everyone's expressions were grim. They were not afraid of the enemy's recklessness, but were afraid of the enemy's dirty tricks.

The majestic god-level Blood Demon Cult Leader, together with a group of extraordinary and high-level soul masters, are secretly causing trouble and are impossible to guard against. In this case, which force would dare to stand alone?

If the pope's powerful sword hadn't worked just now, everyone would have been hit and lost their confidence.

"Something is seriously wrong."

Lin Dingtian's chubby face showed a wry smile.

"I thought that this time the Blood Demon Cult Leader would fight head-on like he did in previous battles. This way we still have a chance to reduce casualties."

Emperor Canglong said worriedly and angrily: "They no longer intend to lose face."

"Believe it or not, once Luo Fanchen's whereabouts are revealed, they can gather together a group of unparalleled experts to secretly assassinate a soul saint."

Long Lingque said: "Your Majesty, it shouldn't be the case. Soul Saint can no longer affect the battle at this level and cannot commit a sneak attack."

Emperor Canglong glanced at him: "Get out."

"Do you have the right to speak? It's better to ask your father, Long Tai'al, to come."

"Your Majesty, please calm down and have something to say." Long Lingque's expression remained gentle and humble, and there was nothing strange in his eyes, but his smile grew stronger.

Prison Sect Master Rao is a top sect leader, but it is difficult to remain calm at this moment, and he asks nervously:

"Your Majesty the Pope, how should we resolve the current situation?"

Di Weiyang, who had been keeping her eyes closed, slowly opened her eyes, her divine aura restrained throughout her body, and she stared into the distance.

"Wait."

"Their purpose is also to win over the people, so they will never go on a killing spree. Those who should be careful should be the foundation members of the sect."

The expressions of the powerful men changed and they all realized the problem.

Luo Fanchen took in all the changes, frowned in thought, and his pupils shrank. He knew what the Blood Demon Cultist was going to do...