socalfunplaces Chapter 797
Chapter 797
"Princess Long San, right? I'll give you your words back. If you don't want to be beaten badly, then kneel down."
The slightly evil and domineering voice spread, and it sounded like a nuclear bomb dropped from the plain, causing a huge uproar and a numb feeling radiating all over the body.
In almost every corner of the four major military regions, people looked up at the projection in the sky, their hands and feet trembling, and their throats shaking:
"Luo Zhuangyuan!"
"It's really Luo Zhuangyuan!"
"Luo Zhuangyuan, who died in the legendary battle against the Blood Demon Cult, is back alive!!!"
"Not dead, Brother Luo is not dead!!"
Everyone's tongue was 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?
They thought that reaching the top three was a trump card, and they were about to retire in despair, being crushed by the real monster and swallowing the bitter fruit of failure, but it turned out that he had hidden a billion hands?
Long Youwei's flawless sapphire eyes stared at Luo Fanchen deeply, her heart throbbing,
Damn it!
With these facial features and this outline, how could such a beautiful man be born among all the rouge powder on the continent.
But when Long Youwei noticed Luo Fanchen's indifferent eyes that didn't care about her strength at all, and his blasphemous words, the goodwill brought by her appearance was burned into ashes by anger, and her blue eyes overflowed with blue divine light.
"You are still a level 69 Soul Emperor, and you dare to speak so arrogantly."
The seventh soul skill, Long Youwei under the true body of Shuihua Emperor Ji stood on the waves, like a real queen of the sea, pointed a finger, and in an instant, dark clouds gathered in the sky, heavy rain poured, and condensed into a sea island,
Falling from the sky, crashing down.
"Secret Technique of the Royal Court: Clear Sky·Island of the Sea is Coming!"
The overwhelming pressure brought by the island made those who participated in the World Championship doubt whether Luo Fanchen could take it over smoothly. This Long Youwei could actually master a trace of the power of the celestial phenomena that only extraordinary strong men could control.
"Roar——"
The dragon roared for nine days, shaking hundreds of miles.
Even the Canglong Emperor's pupils trembled. This kid's dragon martial soul has evolved. Is there really a limit?
Then he was ecstatic, as if he had a second spring, and his heart was surging.
Good, great!
The silver-gold dragon of dozens of feet rose up, and then rushed down, sinking into Luo Fanchen's crown. In an instant, the ancestral dragon martial soul merged, no longer the blue phoenix with mixed blood, the human soul was united, and the armor covered the body.
In the dazzling and brilliant light, a hand covered with silver-gold armor stretched out, holding up the sky with one hand, and lightly supported the falling sea wave island.
Long Youwei's pupils trembled.
Impossible!
Her move was not a killer move, but it was definitely not something that could be blocked with one hand.
This guy just merged with this martial soul, how could he have such power? What kind of martial soul was the white dragon mixed with golden light just now?
The whole audience was dumbfounded, and the four major military regions were silent.
Luo Fanchen appeared in the world and just raised his hand, breaking all doubts.
It even exceeded the imagination of some acquaintances in the past.
Even if the promotion speed is faster, it has only been more than half a year.
The silver light was restrained, revealing the figure inside.
Luo Fanchen was covered with streamlined silver dragon armor, which was cooler than the previous blue crystal scale anaconda armor. His eyes, which were filled with the light of water and fire, looked up at the sky, and he lifted the island with one hand:
"Long Youwei, is your strength limited to this extent?"
He shook his head in boredom, and a four-color dragon vortex appeared in his palm. He created his own soul skill, the dragon devouring soul, and rotated in the opposite direction, generating a twisting and exploding force, instantly shattering the entire island, and the sea water splashed and exploded all around.
"Hahaha, sister... Brother Luo is awesome!!"
Yang Jinghong put his hands on his waist, full of vigor and energy, and directly turned on the awesome mode, which made him feel suffocated: "Soul Emperor, Soul Emperor, the emperor of souls, a small title soul master dares to compete with the Soul Emperor."
Everyone was speechless when they heard the voice,
Knowing that this guy was bragging, but what he said made a lot of sense.
Do you dare to believe that Luo Zhuangyuan is a Soul Emperor?
This guy seems to have redefined the Soul Emperor level with his invincible fighting power.
"Brother, I need you to give me an explanation."
Yang Jinghong was just pretending to be cool when the cold air hit him from behind. He shivered. Before he could turn around, his ears were lifted up by Yang Xiruo through a handkerchief and twisted with a smile.
"Brother Luo, help me! My sister wants to kill her relatives for the sake of justice. Oh no, she wants to harm her own brother."
Hearing Yang Jinghong howling for Brother Luo, Yang Xiruo, who was about to let go, put more force on his fingertips.
"Wang Ting Secret Technique: Rain Weeping·Bi Bo Wanquan Sword!"
Long Youwei raised her blue eyes, held the ice crystal cold sword, and rolled up the heavy sword flowers, like a stunning female sword fairy in a painting, releasing thousands of water swords condensed from sea water, and thousands of swords were fired at the same time, piercing LuoFanchen.
In the air, it froze into an ice sword, which was even more powerful.
Everyone was thinking about how Luo Fanchen should deal with the angry attack of Princess Long San, but they saw Luo Fanchen just glanced at him, turned his back to Wanjian, and faced King Tianwu, King Yan, the Saint, the sisters Ye Xi'an, Ye Xiying, Meimei, the sisters Lin Shengyi, and a group of seniors and friends, with a gentle smile.
After half a year of separation, all the thousands of thoughts and words in my heart turned into one sentence: "Everyone, long time no see, I'm back."
"Damn it, you still know how to come back!"
Ye Xiying had already cried the moment Luo Fanchen took off the mask. The once willful and willful princess was stimulated, as if she had grown up overnight, and perhaps only a sickly and a certain habit was left.
The cold temperament of the little virgin Ye Xi'an, which was almost transformed into a black lotus, was instantly melted by the smile on the man's mouth, and she regained her purity and nobleness, whispering softly: "Brother Luo... is not dead, so good."
Ye Youling's dark and cold temperament, like a cold and ruthless killer, was also dissolved, and her white and snow-like nose was pink: "Master is back! Do you know how Youling has been here for the past six months?"
The elegant eyes of the purple cloud fairy Lin Shengyi, like a Jiangnan beauty, were hazy and completely confused. The face under the veil could not be seen by others, but it must have been messed up. She didn't say a word, but she had a lot to say.
"Wow, it's so sad, my foster father is back to tease me, this time it's not a dream."
The big-eyed cute girl Lin Keke grabbed the princess skirt with her little hands, bit her lips tightly, and her curled eyelashes were wet. She fanned herself with a palm-leaf fan and stared at him with admiration.
"Junior sister, is this the person you mentioned?"
Gui Miesheng walked to the pink-haired Meimei wearing a samsara mask, but did not get any answer. He twitched his lips, then closed his mouth again, and walked aside tactfully, because even through the mask, he could feel that his junior sister's mind had been pulled away and was not here.
"Good boy! This time, I am really convinced!!"
King Tianwu, who usually does not show his emotions, laughed heartily, and King Yan was also excited and trembling: "The half-year period has come, and my brother Luo is back!"
He had something in his mind that he did not say,
This time he could ask him to contact the Shenxiao Sect again, and help him "chase the star" of the female pope.
Feng Shatian and Huang Mengmeng were already numb.
This is Luo Fanchen, what about my little ancestor's business! !
Including the nine-colored bird, they were all in a trance, and their eyes were blank for a moment.
"Be careful!" ×N
The sixth clan leader Lin Dingtian was originally smiling, but when he saw the thousands of swords coming at Luo Fanchen from behind, and the cold air was biting, he couldn't help but speak up to remind him.
Among them, the Canglong Emperor shouted the loudest and most sincerely.
"Dang!"
The man and the cauldron merged into one,
First, a cauldron sounded, and the Hunyuan Qiankun Cauldron flew out and merged with Luo Fanchen. The silver-white dragon armor instantly turned into platinum, as solid as a rock.
At the moment when the thousands of swords pierced his body, golden-red lines appeared on Luo Fanchen's back, bursting out with the amazing power of a fierce beast...