Twin god-level martial spirits shocked the Demon Emperor’s wife!

Chapter 475



Chapter 475

"Boom!"

Luo Fanchen's soul power surged, and a dragon roared in his body.

Soul power leaped to a higher level.

Luo Fanchen opened his handsome and brilliant black eyes, looked at the slightly surprised female pope, and chuckled: "Look, isn't it level 42 now?"

Di Weiyang was silent.

Good guy, this kid is pretending to be the pope. You know, she was also a brilliant and brilliant person in the past, and she was a peerless monster who suppressed a generation of geniuses.

But this kid really pretended to be so.

So in less than 20 days, he broke through five times, reaching level 42, and then participated in a national competition and won the first martial arts champion of the empire? ?

But he also distributed all the training resources awarded to civilians.

Anyone who heard it would think it was a bit outrageous.

What made the Pope speechless was that he had just warned this kid not to delay his cultivation and waste his youth because of his love affair, but it turned out that this kid didn't delay anything.

"Oh."

"Not bad."

Di Weiyang said lightly, not wanting to see this kid too arrogant and complacent.

Luo Fanchen's breathing stagnated, this is the evaluation?

Isn't it decent not to praise me? ?

The black-bellied female Pope also wants to save face, so she picked something that Luo Fanchen might fail to say.

"Time is tight, there are many things to do, and I have to practice and participate in competitions, and I have to be pestered by my beauty. I guess I don't have time to go to the disabled old man's home to learn the Canglong fighting skills."

Luo Fanchen's eyes shook, his face was as steady as an old dog, even a little sad,

secretly happy in his heart.

Don't say it,

Don't say it! !

Weiyang, you are just hitting my gun.

"Beauty?"

"Aren't you my only confidante?"

Seeing the melancholy and helpless look on Luo Fanchen's face, Di Weiyang comforted him:

"Ye Aotian has all his limbs broken, he is decadent and withdrawn, and he is wary of outsiders. He is not so easy to conquer."

"You have too little time, so it is normal that you can't learn it."

Luo Fanchen nodded and sighed: "Indeed, I only have time to learn five styles, alas."

Di Weiyang continued with inertial thinking: "You can persuade the other party with kind words later, and take it slowly, there is no rush."

"Of course, if the other party's demands are too much and you are wronged, it's better not to learn this secret skill."

"Wait!"

Di Weiyang's phoenix eyes flashed, and the light quickly condensed, staring at Luo Fanchen closely.

"What did you say just now?"

"Only had time to learn five moves? What five moves?"

Di Weiyang's eyes were filled with disbelief.

With such a short time, even learning five cooking moves wouldn't be so fast.

Luo Fanchen said honestly: "It's the Canglong fighting skill you mentioned."

"Weiyang, you are right."

"Senior Ye's personality is indeed too eccentric and extreme. He rushed to ask me to learn the secret skills. If I didn't learn, he would use his shark to threaten me. There was no other way, so I had to bite the bullet and learn."

"Alas..."

"You are so incompetent that you only learned five moves. I hope I didn't embarrass you, Weiyang."

Luo Fanchen squeezed his eyelids and tried to squeeze out two sad tears.

But he couldn't hold it anymore, and the corners of his mouth were about to close.

Di Weiyang was struck by lightning.

She sat alone in the Temple of Light, fighting against many forces. She had seen all kinds of storms. Every time she saw this kid, she felt that he was a little too outrageous.

Last time, it was the first soul ring and soul bone that surpassed a million years.

This time, he is learning five styles in a row?

You should know that all secret techniques are extremely complicated and exquisite. Only Soul Venerable can be qualified to practice the first style.

If you want to learn the fifth style, you must be Soul Sage.

As a result...

This kid...

Di Weiyang secretly smacked her lips, but Luo Fanchen's restless and pretentious thoughts were seen through by her at a glance.

This "death" is really annoying.

"Bang!"

Without seeing Di Weiyang making any moves,

Luo Fanchen felt pain on his forehead, his head tilted back, flew backwards, and fell to the ground.

He stood up, covering his forehead, a little confused.

The Water and Fire Spiritual Eyes vaguely saw a residual image, as if he had been hit on the head just now?

Before Luo Fanchen could speak, Di Weiyang asked with concern:

"Fanchen, you are not dead, are you?"

"What is this unique skill? Is it also the unique skill taught by Ye Aotian?"

Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched,

Damn it, he will be angry with anyone who says that the Pope is upright and aboveboard.

He complained strongly: "You, the Pope, have no martial ethics and attacked a young man!"

"What?"

Di Weiyang played with her slender jade fingers as white as jade,

Raised her phoenix eyes and looked at Luo Fanchen with interest: "Pope, you also want to touch porcelain?"

Luo Fanchen's head was buzzing, threats, naked threats.

Don't look at the Pope's white skin and beauty, she is black-hearted when cut open, her personality is broken!

"Those old guys in there who came from unknown places, really didn't embarrass you?"

"Ahem, the seniors inside are all talented and speak well, I benefited a lot."

Luo Fanchen didn't intend to talk about the Sky-peeking Divine Refining and the Seven Heaven-cutting Styles, and gave this woman a lesson in the competition.

Now you are hitting me, using your strength to suppress others, right!

Wait, a gentleman's revenge is never too late, buddy will definitely hit back in the future.

Where to hit depends on how strong your strength is.

Di Weiyang's fingers itch when she hears this kid talking.

It was fine to be serious just now, but now this cynical "die out" is so irritating.

It moistens things silently, she herself didn't notice that her heart, which used to be as clear as ice, would fluctuate when she met Luo Fanchen, although she was angry and speechless.

"Wait!"

Di Weiyang's eyes were sharp, and suddenly realized a problem:

"Since you can learn the fifth style, it means that your physical body and soul power reserves are at least enough to rival a weak soul saint. ”

“How many years have you attached your fourth soul ring?”

“The seventh soul ring of the top genius can be attached to 30,000 years.”

“Your fourth soul ring is about 25,000 years?”

Di Weiyang didn’t dare to be careless this time. She kept staring at Luo Fanchen’s eyes while talking.

She may not understand Luo Fanchen’s terrifying potential, but she knows this kid’s habit of showing off in front of others.

When he mentioned 25,000 years, this kid didn’t even blink.

It means there is something fishy...

“This Pope will guess that your fourth soul ring is 80,000 to 90,000 years old. "

Luo Fanchen, who was about to score twice and pretend to be cool again, twitched his face.

Good guy, he reported such a high age, even his buddies would not accept it.

He was speechless when he noticed the evil smile in the eyes of the female pope.

You are deliberately disgusting me, right?

"Alas..."

Luo Fanchen sighed: "I'm sorry to disappoint you. It's not 80,000 or 90,000 years. It's just the fourth soul ring of 30,000 years. There's nothing to show off."

Disappointed?

Di Weiyang looked calm on the surface and nodded slightly to maintain the dignity of the pope.

He was shocked in his heart and muttered to himself.

The fourth soul ring is 30,000 years old, comparable to the seventh soul ring of the top genius.

Then when this kid reaches the soul saint level, won't he be able to beat the ninth-level extraordinary?

It's unreasonable, very unreasonable.

Di Weiyang controlled his emotions, Qingshuang was cold, and deliberately didn't give the other party a chance to show off: "30,000 years, it's not bad, release it and see it. "

Luo Fanchen was not vague either. He stepped on the ground, and four soul rings came out rhythmically.

The room was covered with a deep black luster.

The four soul rings were all black as ink, with a heavy aura, showing the quality of more than ten thousand years.

Di Weiyang was caught off guard.

Facing this unprecedented and outrageous soul ring configuration, she had no psychological preparation at all.

For a moment, her beautiful eyes palpitated and her emotions fluctuated.

Her icy and fiery red lips twitched, and she was shocked by her beauty...


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