socalfunplaces Chapter 1072
Chapter 1072
In the sky, the Eight-Headed Ghost Dragon, which had been rampant in the deep sea of the West for countless years and could not be caught even by the masters of the Deep Sea Royal Court, was shattered into a blood mist by Luo Fanchen's punch. This scene made Long Youwei dizzy and she didn't react for a long time.
He is only eighteen!
This guy is only eighteen!!
Long Youwei was in a trance. She thought that even if Luo Fanchen had made a breakthrough in his retreat before, he would have to fight from day to night to fight against the Eight-Headed Ghost Dragon. But he was killed in one punch?
This guy has not yet broken through the extraordinary, and does not use artifacts. Just relying on himself, his combat power has surpassed the seventh-level extraordinary?
What kind of background is this?
Long Youwei has lived for three lifetimes, but has never seen such a monster. The only ones who can surpass Luo Fanchen in this world are probably the terrifying existences of the weird clan.
"Shua shua!"
Blood mist fell, and two orange-red light balls slowly condensed and were taken in front of Luo Fanchen. It turned out to be a head soul bone and a 750,000-year soul ring.
Long Youwei was about to congratulate Luo Fanchen for getting a 750,000-year soul ring.
As soon as she opened her mouth, she saw Luo Fanchen looking at the soul ring of the eight-headed ghost dragon with some disdain, and reluctantly said: "It's still good, you can temporarily transition."
Long Youwei was numb.
"Huh?"
Most extraordinary ninth soul rings would sigh and smoke if they could absorb a 100,000-year soul ring. Only monster-level existences like the Pope and the God-favored Ones would have the opportunity to break through. As a result, you absorbed a 750,000-year soul ring and still feel wronged?
Luo Fanchen raised his hand and threw the precious head soul bone to Long Youwei: "Thank you for the help of the third princess, the soul ring belongs to me, and this soul bone is for you."
Long Youwei's red lips twitched, revealing a helpless bitter smile.
"Have I been of any help this time?"
"I didn't even have time to cheer you up, and you've already solved it."
"What?"
Luo Fanchen said: "Didn't you give me the Mirror Fairy? Didn't you provide the information and tail of the Eight-Headed Ghost Dragon?"
Long Youwei's beautiful eyes turned up, shining brightly, and she said speechlessly: "Look at the Mirror Fairy's dog-licking look. If I didn't give it to you, I doubt it would grow legs and run out to find you."
The voice of the Mirror Fairy came from Luo Fanchen's arms: "Women, if you say bad things about people behind their backs, you will have nothing to give birth to..."
Before the Mirror Fairy finished speaking, Long Youwei suddenly interrupted: "Aren't you afraid that I will be one of your mistresses in the future?"
The Mirror Fairy was speechless and didn't dare to continue.
Damn!
What you said makes sense!
Jingxian changed the subject: "Ahem, respected Third Princess, it's all misunderstandings. My admiration for you is like a surging river, endless!"
"Heh."
Long Youwei sneered back, letting Jingxian experience it for herself.
Luo Fanchen looked at Jingxian and Long Youwei bickering, with a strange look on his face.
I haven't agreed yet,
Why do you two seem to have tacitly agreed to a marriage?
Long Youwei noticed Luo Fanchen's strange look, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes evaded a little.
"Luo... Commander Luo!"
"I just said it to piss off that dog mirror, don't take it seriously."
Mirror Fairy said faintly: "You can fool yourself, but don't think you can fool your buddy!"
Long Youwei clenched her silver teeth, her heartbeat accelerated, and she panicked:
"Shut up!"
Luo Fanchen nodded and smiled: "Don't worry, I know you are joking, I won't misunderstand!"
Looking at Luo Fanchen's indifferent smile, Long Youwei's panicked mood stagnated, as if her heartbeat stopped. She looked at Luo Fanchen and didn't speak for a while.
Long Youwei whispered: "I have the inheritance left by the past two lives, but I don't have the space to absorb this soul bone!"
"Roar--"
Luo Fanchen's Yinglong martial soul flew out, and was overjoyed when he heard Long Youwei's words. He roared with joy, as if to say, godmother, you really don't want it, then I will eat it, and then without waiting for Long Youwei to react, he opened his mouth and swallowed it.
"Hey!"
"Give it back to me!"
The soul bone of the Eight-Headed Ghost Dragon was eaten by Yinglong Wuhun. Long Youwei was anxious and hurriedly chased after him to snatch it back, but it had already been digested by Yinglong.
But the size did not increase much, which means that after Qinglian and Yinglong Wuhun reach the eighth form, they need to devour more powerful energy to evolve again.
And the high-level race of the Weird Clan is undoubtedly the best food for the two gold-eating beasts in Luo Fanchen's family. It is large in quantity and not expensive.
"Asshole!!!"
"Give it back to me!!!"
Long Youwei stared at Yinglong with her beautiful eyes, angrily.
"Master, she is anxious, anxious!!"
Mirror Fairy said: "You are the one who said you don't want it, and you are also the one who is anxious and angry when you throw it away!"
Long Youwei scolded: "Shut up!"
"I mean you can't suckKeep it, I didn't say I won't keep it as a souvenir!"
Mirror Fairy "went crazy" and turned into the strongest mouth: "Woman, you are miserable, you are going to fall in love!"
Seeing that Long Youwei's face turned red and she remained silent, Luo Fanchen, who had been watching the show, jumped out and slapped Mirror Fairy: "Don't talk nonsense!"
Long Youwei said shyly: "I'll suck your soul ring!"
"Okay. "
Luo Fanchen's expression became serious. He looked at the 750,000-year-old soul ring in front of him and sighed for a moment. He had been practicing for more than two years without realizing it. What he had experienced in the past two years was even more dangerous and exciting than most people's lives.
Now he has finally reached the door of the ninth level. He only needs this final step to enter the extraordinary realm.
For all the genius soul masters in the Soul Martial Continent, the realm of gods is too far away, and the extraordinary is the goal and end of almost all soul masters' lives.
Luo Fanchen sat cross-legged between the sea and the sky, listening to the ebb and flow of the tide, closed his eyes, and pulled the soul ring of the Eight-Headed Ghost Dragon into his body. At first, Long Youwei was worried whether Luo Fanchen could absorb it safely. After all, she had never seen anyone absorb such a terrifying soul ring when breaking through the ninth level. As a result, the eight soul rings in front of Luo Fanchen moved out one after another, and Long Youwei was stunned...