socalfunplaces Chapter 260
Chapter 260
If there weren't so many beauties present, especially the Grand Marshal was here.
Luo Fanchen made a few flirty remarks to amuse himself.
Ask Yang Jinghong which eye he wants to open.
"Go away."
Luo Fanchen waved his hand and said, "Do you think I'm doing acrobatics? You can watch if you want?"
Yang Jinghong was embarrassed, but didn't dare to say more.
This brother-in-law is not good. If I get angry, I will really beat him up.
"Brother Luo, please be kind and let us see it, open the eyes of Keke and Sister Teng'er~"
Lin Keke pulled Miao Teng'er, pouting her lips, opening her big watery eyes cutely, and her curled eyelashes fluttering: "I'm so curious."
Luo Fanchen nodded: "It just so happens that I want to try it."
Yang Jinghong on the side was so angry that he screamed.
"This is discrimination, naked discrimination!!! Why do you just give it to the girl when she wants to see it?"
"Swish!"
Seeing Luo Fanchen's first soul ring light up,
Yang Jinghong immediately shut his mouth and, like everyone else, stepped back and watched carefully.
The soul ring turned into a brown-gold dragon shadow and sank into Luo Fanchen's body.
His whole body glowed with brilliance, and the ground around him shook.
"Earth Explosion--"
"Rising Dragon Crushing!!"
Luo Fanchen raised his leg and stomped down heavily, his black hair fluttering, and his eyes flashed with brilliance.
"Bang--"
A dragon roar sounded, the ground suddenly exploded, and a brown-gold illusory dragon shadow soared into the air, emitting a terrifying attraction.
In an instant, countless pieces of rubble on the ground began to break away from the ground and float up.
Everyone looked confused: "What's going on?"
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"
Thousands of pieces of rubble flew towards the dragon shadow and gathered together.
A huge stone dragon condensed and formed in the air, its scales and claws flying, silently emitting a fierce and terrifying aura, which frightened everyone.
Luo Fanchen waved his hand and pointed: "Fall!!!"
"Boom!"
The terrifying stone dragon fell from the sky, like a meteorite, swooping down at high speed, crushing and hitting the ground.
Everyone was shocked and exclaimed:
"Oh my God?"
"This... this is a million-year-level soul skill."
"Too scary."
Yang Jinghong was about to brag, and his eyes reflected the stone dragon rushing towards him:
"Wait!"
"Why is it rushing towards me!"
"Oh my god, brother-in-law, you are murdering me!!!"
Yang Jinghong desperately fled, and the stone dragon chased after him, locking him tightly.
"Don't force me to use my ultimate move!"
A strong sense of crisis invaded Yang Jinghong's heart.
"Don't force me!!!"
Yang Jinghong gritted his teeth and slid to his knees in the direction of Luo Fanchen.
"Brother-in-law, spare me."
"I won't talk nonsense anymore!!!"
Everyone's expressions suddenly became extremely exciting. Is this the ultimate move you mentioned?
Lin Keke analyzed seriously:
"Judging from the proficiency of this kneeling, it takes at least ten years of practice."
"Boom."
The stone dragon slammed down on the towering sand dunes not far from Yang Jinghong.
The ground exploded, and smoke and dust rose.
"Cough cough cough."
Yang Jinghong's legs trembled, fanning the dust in front of him and looking forward.
His pupils shrank.
The sand dunes had disappeared, replaced by a deep pit.
The kind that even a thousand Yang Jinghongs couldn't fill.
Ye Longhe and the others looked at Luo Fanchen, then at the deep pit, and swallowed their saliva with palpitations:
"This...if this is hit..."
"The ashes will be blown up."
"Is this the power of a soul ring that exceeds a million years? It's so terrifying!"
The golden-faced woman said coldly to Luo Fanchen:
"Yes, his soul ring is indeed very suitable for your first martial soul."
Luo Fanchen hesitated: "I think this move seems to be not developed perfectly enough."
Ye Longhe and the others showed a look of horror.
Foster father!
It's already so powerful, and you tell me you're still not satisfied?
The golden-faced woman nodded:
"Yan Guang's innate magical power, when fully developed, can summon nine holy dragon phantoms, attract all the stones in the world, condense into nine earth holy dragons, turn natural disasters into the world, and flatten evil spirits."
Luo Fanchen suddenly realized.
As his soul power increases, the true power of the soul ring will soon be released.
"Eight more dragon shadows can appear? Oh my goodness." Ye Longhe smacked his lips.
Yang Jinghong immediately had a picture in his mind.
He stepped down, the earth shattered, nine dragons ascended to the sky, and thousands of stones gathered.
Just thinking about it is so cool, okay? This is the skill that the protagonist should have! !
Yang Jinghong's face flushed with excitement, and then he fainted.
Damn!
Such a good soul skill is not his.
It feels like seeing the woman I like getting married, but the groom is not him.
"Brother-in-law, what skill is attached to the soul bone?"
Yang Jinghong has grown up this time, I hide behindIn the crowd, they can't target me like this.
Luo Fanchen activated the Holy Dragon Soul Bone on his right leg.
"Buzz!!"
A brown-gold light burst out, and a brown-gold dragon shadow swirled from Luo Fanchen's right leg.
"Keng——"
A dark dragon-patterned gilded armor emerged and fit on Luo Fanchen's right leg.
"Keng, Keng, Keng!"
As the dragon shadow swirled upward with the brown-gold light until it surpassed Luo Fanchen's head, a series of metal-iron clashes sounded.
A set of dark-gold gilded dragon-patterned armor covered Luo Fanchen's entire body, with a bulging shape, exuding a heavy and solid aura, and a perfect arc.
Two mighty dragon heads were entwined on the shoulder armor.
The armor was neither gold nor iron, but like jade, with a faint holy dragon wandering around, exuding a strong earth-attributed dragon power.
"Soul bone skill: Holy Dragon Carved Gold Armor."
"So cool!"
Don't mention Miao Teng'er and Lin Keke's brilliant performance at this time.
Yang Jinghong and the other young men were more excited than the two girls: "I'm so excited!"
"So cool."
"The ultimate dream of a man, I'm crying with envy, damn it!!!"
Luo Fanchen raised his hand and the golden armor covered with the green anaconda turned into liquid, flew into his hand, and condensed into three golden balls.
"With this Holy Dragon Carved Gold Armor, these secondary Golden Dragon Yuans are no longer needed."
Everyone's mentality collapsed when they heard it.
Golden Dragon Yuan is the treasure that many people dream of, but it has become a discarded defective product in your hands?
Yang Jinghong said: "Brother-in-law, give me some garbage and I'll help you throw it away~"
"Get out."
Luo Fanchen put away the three golden beads in a flip of his hand.
I have already thought about how to deal with them. Three golden beads are likely to be three "bloodbaths".
He looked down at the Holy Dragon Armor, shook his head and sighed:
"I am still a little nostalgic, I miss the first day of the Burning Flame Armor."
Yang Jinghong asked: "Will you change it back if I ask you to?"
Luo Fanchen looked up: "Bye bye, the next one will be better."
Ye Longhe's mouth twitched, isn't this a scumbag?
He glanced at Miao Teng'er and found that she didn't mind at all. Her beautiful eyes were still staring at the man quietly, not blinking.
"If you have the opportunity to attach the soul bone of one of the nine holy dragon generals, the Fire Holy Dragon, Lie Ying, in the future, you will definitely be able to obtain the ultimate fire armor in the world."
Luo Fanchen and others were shocked when they heard the voice and looked at the golden-faced woman.
The other party's silver eyes were still cold, but it seemed to begin to exude some expectations.
The dead and lonely atmosphere was reduced a lot.
Everyone was shocked and could not calm down.
The lifelong goal of other ninth-rank masters is to add a soul ring of 100,000 years.
As a result, Luo Fanchen has already started planning how to collect a soul ring of more than 1 million years?
"Hiss——"
They can no longer imagine that scene, poverty limits their imagination.
Luo Fanchen frowned: "Did all the nine holy dragons die?"
He couldn't imagine how terrifying the enemy would be.
Thinking that the strange red shadow might not even be a small minion, Luo Fanchen's skin suddenly tightened.
Damn, what are these ghost things?
The Grand Marshal shook his head: "I don't know, my soul has been severely damaged and has not recovered so far. Many memories of the battle that year cannot be recalled for the time being."
"I don't know the whereabouts of the holy dragons."
Luo Fanchen is not worried about this.
It seems that there is one hidden at Aunt Jiuer's place, but I don't know which holy dragon it is.
Speaking of which, it seems that the system has not resurrected for more than ten days.
Hurry up and send me two more maps.
Luo Fanchen asked with concern: "Grand Marshal, are you seriously injured now?"
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
Luo Fanchen quickly put away his armor and Qing Anaconda, summoned Qinglian Wuhun, and was not afraid of being laughed at for being weak.
The golden-faced woman found that the man did not ask about the whereabouts of the Fire Holy Dragon, which was closely related to his own interests, but was so concerned about her injuries that her beautiful cold eyes could not help but relax a little.
"It's okay."
"Just some minor injuries."
"Really minor injuries?"