socalfunplaces Chapter 901
Chapter 901
The red-haired gods and angel gods looked at the warriors who were enthusiastically praising Luo Fanchen with unfriendly eyes.
Even in the God Realm of the past, they were also prominent, and ordinary gods could not compare. Now they were showing off their saintliness in front of people, but they were stolen the limelight by a young man.
The young generation who entered the realm of gods actually stared at them with phoenix eyes, and was on guard as if looking at an enemy, which really displeased the two gods.
No one, such as the Divine Phoenix Queen, cared about the feelings of the two gods.
They were all powerful people in the Soul Martial Continent. Who could not see the little thoughts in the hearts of these two guys? They were irresponsible in the unfavorable situation, and they came out to be good people and show off in the favorable situation. Even the narrow-minded strong people could not prevent their contempt for their actions in their hearts.
At the same time, even the narrow-minded strongmen or the two gods moved their lips and held back for a long time. Even if they were unhappy, it was difficult to find any faults from Luo Fanchen.
"We thank Luo Zhuangyuan and all the adults!"
I don't know who shouted first, and then countless soul masters knelt on one knee on the northwest front full of bloody war, looking up at the exiled young man in the sky.
Other strongmen were summarized, only Luo Fanchen was singled out for thanks,
But it was difficult for the strongmen to have any opinions,
Because among these extraordinary strongmen, the Pope paid the most, and the Pope didn't care that he was overshadowed by Luo Fanchen. He nodded with satisfaction, as if he was doting, so how could they say anything?
At this moment,
Luo Fanchen's mind was inexplicably dazed, as if his soul was about to be pulled away from his body, as if he was immersed in the mother's womb, wrapped in warmth, and his limbs were relaxed.
I don't know how many fanatical voices came to my ears.
This...
Luo Fanchen hesitated a little, feeling very strange,
This feeling is not the first time.
The first time was when he distributed resources to the people of Tianwu King City,
The second time was after the World Championships, when he sacrificed himself in the Black Swamp Secret Realm.
The third time was the military district competition, and the statue built by the Pope for him rose again.
The fourth time was to kill the ten sequences and turn the tide.
Excluding some vague feelings, it is now the fifth time.
Luo Fanchen once asked Tianwu King and the old beggar and other strong men,
whether the breakthrough to the extraordinary or the breakthrough to the realm of gods is related to the people's belief, and their answers were all no, so he was very curious whether others had experienced the feeling he was feeling at this moment.
A soft voice sounded in Luo Fanchen's ears, as if calling from afar, but he quickly woke up, and the mental damage in the previous battle was miraculously fully restored at this moment.
Looking at the soldiers kneeling on the ground and bowing with sincere respect.
Thinking of the countless common people in the Soul Martial Continent,
Luo Fanchen clasped his hands together, bowed his hands, and bowed with a loud sound, upright and powerful.
"The victory of this battle is definitely not the work of me alone."
"I encourage you all."
"Luo is not strong enough now, and can only do his best. If I achieve success in the future, I will definitely live up to you and the people."
Luo Fanchen's sonorous and powerful voice resounded through the world, without any falsehood, as if he had made a great oath, and the wind and clouds in the sky gathered, as if there was thunder and shaking, responding.
Even the gods couldn't help but look up to the sky, with a look of surprise.
The eyes of the soul masters were shining, their gazes were burning, they stared at Luo Fanchen silently, without saying a word, but they already had thousands of words in their hearts.
The powerful men of the Phoenix Queen had a lot of feelings in their hearts.
Before the battle,
they all felt that Luo Fanchen was too immature compared to the extraordinary, and there was no need for him to participate in this battle. He was a hidden dragon in the abyss, so he should just stay low.
They all advised Luo Fanchen to leave the battlefield and hide his strength.
As a result, who would have thought that
the one who really affected the direction of the battle was the weak soul saint they did not think highly of.
This blood demon leader was like a centipede, dead but not stiff. Every plan was perfect, making people afraid, but he was repeatedly defeated by Luo Fanchen who repeatedly broke the rules.
Even Di Weiyang thought that Luo Fanchen joined the battle to use forbidden means to fight desperately, but he did not expect that he had already made up his mind and could force the four sacred beasts to sacrifice.
Thinking of the four sacred beasts' soul rings and soul bones that Luo Fanchen still had stored in his body, which he had not yet absorbed, the hearts of the masters trembled. This configuration was too luxurious.
What's more, their eyes became hot and they were jealous.
But the Pope stood there, obviously wanting to protect the meritorious officials, who dared to have any bad thoughts.
On the cities of the Soul Martial Continent, the Soul Saint Blood Demon of the Blood Demon Sect stood beside the projection mirror, and the whole person was cold from head to toe, and the whole person was numb.
It's bad,
We have become clowns!
Master!
We know you are in a hurry to leave,But don't worry,
Did we forget to take something with us!
We are still here!
I thought that this time the Blood Demon Cult was destined to be famous all over the world, and this time it directly helped Luo Fanchen become famous.
But they are now extremely weak,
The sacrifice to activate the projection mirror consumed a lot of energy, and it has not recovered much until now.
Di Weiyang said: "This battle is over, let's deal with these remnants together."
"Swish!"
She split out countless spiritual projection clones, tearing through the void and disappearing.
"Boom boom boom!"
One after another, the clone projections appeared on various urban areas of the Soul Martial Continent.
As ruthless as the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves,
All the weak Soul Saint Blood Demon Chiefs were destroyed and burned and refined.
All the extraordinary strongmen were amazed by the Pope's move,
They can indeed cast projection clones, but the more they split, the weaker their strength will be. It is too difficult to split out thousands of projections like the Pope and kill Soul Saints.
Even the projections of the two gods looked much more solemn and ugly.
There is something wrong with this woman's strength.
The pope took action, cleared the blood demon sect and the remnants, and the dark clouds of the entire Soul Martial Continent dissipated, and everyone felt physically and mentally relieved.
However, everyone also knew that
The blood demon leader and those strong men suffered heavy injuries, but they were not dead after all, and there was a strange clan eyeing them covetously.
It seems that they cannot enter the Soul Martial Continent for some reason, so they use the leader and others to indirectly take action, but they will definitely not give up in the future. Now the soul masters of the Soul Martial Continent must practice every minute, and they may not be able to win a glimmer of hope in the future.
The power that suppresses the plane of the Soul Martial Continent, the strange and domineering black fog that extends and invades, and the strange and terrifying tentacles, every time you think of it, it makes people tremble.
This time, the Pope and Luo Fanchen are here to back us up. What about next time...
It's possible that the next time we have to face is not the Blood Demon Cult, but the legendary weird clan...
"You must be Luo Fanchen, right? Good, very good."
A sound of breaking through the air came from the sky.
One after another, palace-like artifacts fell down. Inside the golden Temple of Light, an old and majestic voice came out. Although the words were admiring, the voice was particularly cold.
Facing the oppressive Temple of Light, where there were unknown old monsters hidden, Luo Fanchen's eyes were still calm and indifferent.
"The great priest has made great contributions in resisting the enemy. What advice do you have?"
The surrounding atmosphere became subtle, and the angel god also raised his mouth to watch the excitement.
"My fourth brother defected and deserves death. I don't blame you, but his Holy Sword of Light and God's Arm Bone are in your hands. You are not from the temple, and these things belong to my temple. You have to return them."
Luo Fanchen smiled gently, "The Great Priest is so kind that he doesn't blame me."
"You taught me poorly, so I cleaned up the mess for you. It would be fine if you didn't say thank you, but why do you blame me instead?"
"As for this Holy Sword and God's Arm Bone, the divine objects have spirits. Since they are yours, if you call them and they respond, I won't stop you."
The Great Priest in the Temple of Light sneered,
He has a top-level angel martial spirit, and he has twin martial spirits, and his strength is unparalleled. If he wants to use the secret method to recall the artifact, how can this little ghost stop him?
Di Weiyang watched coldly and did not speak.
The chief priest's action was indeed arrogant, but he overlooked one thing: the eyes of the masses are sharp, and if he does not show his vision at this moment, he will lose the support of the people.
Of course, with the arrogance in these people's hearts, they don't care about whether the people support them or not...