Twin god-level martial souls shocked the demon emperor's wife!

"how is this possible!"

"This this……"

Yang Jinghong's lips trembled, and he spoke incoherently in shock.

In the pale, desolate world in the distance, the wind and sand stagnate.

A giant black-gold beast lay there like a mountain, its terrifying wings were attached to its body, and every scale was flowing with a thick black-gold luster.

It closed its eyes tightly, exuding a dangerous and terrifying aura.

Everyone stood here, like ants, their scalps were numb, and their bodies were trembling.

Miao Teng'er's throat trembled: "This... what kind of monster is this!"

Lin Keke swallowed his body fluid: "Soul...soul beast?"

With a soft and sharp voice, YangMeng retorted:

"Impossible, what kind of soul beast has such a big body!!"

"Even if it's a 10-year-old soul beast, when you see this monster, you have to kneel down and call out to your wife and grandpa."

Li Xukun's legs trembled: "I... Zhuo..."

"Scary, unheard of monster."

"Is it the ultimate secret hidden in this secret realm?"

"Roar!"

Ye Longhe's Purgatory Dragon Wuhun flew out, under the surprised eyes of everyone.

Limbs prostrate on the ground, trembling.

Wuming swears surrender.

Feeling the trembling fear in his blood, Ye Longhe said in disbelief:

"This... this is not a monster!!!"

"This is the legendary real dragon, otherwise my martial spirit wouldn't be like this."

"But how could there be a real dragon in the Soul Martial Continent? I've never heard of it!!"

Hearing this, the bodies of Miao Teng'er and everyone shook even more.

"Real dragon?"

"Oh my god, it's amazing."

Luo Fanchen noticed everyone's reaction, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Forehead……"

"Look at your worthless looks, let's calm down!"

He admitted that he was shocked to see such a huge monster at first sight, but his expression was not so exaggerated, isn't it just a western dragon with a size of a little over a billion.

Compared with the complete body of the Chaos Ancestor Dragon he saw when he inherited the Heaven Swallowing Art.

There is too much difference in appearance.

Hearing Luo Fanchen's words, everyone focused their eyes in unison.

It's like looking at a different kind, and I can't understand it.

"Father... the real dragon, this is the legendary real dragon!!"

"As long as a dragon-born soul beast with the blood of the dragon clan can dominate a soul beast of the same year, what's more, the real dragon is not amazing enough?"

Yang Jinghong frantically pulled his hair, and soon there was a scream, and his hands were bleeding.

"Ah, shit! I forgot again."

"Boiled!!!"

Luo Fanchen sighed and shook his head, really unable to empathize.

A certain romantic aesthetic unique to Chinese people has been engraved deep into the soul.

If there was a Chinese dragon here, he might be screaming frantically as well.

Yang Jinghong said: "Brother-in-law, why are you shaking so badly?"

Miao Teng'er and others also found out,

Luo Fanchen was trembling uncontrollably, and suddenly became nervous and concerned.

"Brother Luo, what's wrong with you!!"

Ye Longhe pointed to himself: "Don't you see that I am also shaking?"

"Because my adoptive father and I both have dragon martial spirits, seeing the real dragon being suppressed too much, it's normal for our blood to tremble with fear."

Luo Fanchen shook his head: "We are different."

"Huh?" Ye Longhe was at a loss.

Luo Fanchen looked at the huge black and golden dragon in the distance, as if trying to suppress some kind of strong restlessness, his voice was low and trembling:

"You are afraid, and I am..."

"So excited."

Everyone stared in shock, with a series of question marks on their faces.

"excited?"

"Normal people should be in awe and fear!"

"Gudong!"

Luo Fanchen looked greedy and swallowed,

It's as if an old pervert who has been hungry for hundreds of years wants to have a gluttonous feast when he sees the most beautiful woman in the world.

If he hadn't tried his best to suppress it, the Ancestral Dragon Martial Soul would have rushed out by itself.

"I'll boil... what's going on."

Yang Jinghong felt furious in his heart: "Brother-in-law's expression is too perverted."

Lin Keke looked at the gigantic beast, and said timidly, "You tell...whether it...is still alive."

Everyone's voices froze, and there was a feeling of creepiness.

The coolness soared between the heart and lungs.

"What are you barking at, haven't you seen me for so long?"

The voice of a hoarse man outside the team suddenly sounded.

Everyone was shocked.

Qi Qi ran to look in the direction of the voice, but didn't see anyone.

YangMeng almost cried in fright: "I Zhuo, who was talking just now, I won't have auditory hallucinations."

"You...you look over there!!"

Lin Keke exclaimed, pointing to the Tianling Gai of the black giant dragon, the location of Shenting Point.

Compared with the giant dragon, there was an extremely small figure there.

"Someone?"

"There are living people here?"

Not only did everyone not feel excited, but they were even more frightened, with goose bumps on their skin.

After everyone moved forward for a while, they really saw the figure clearly.

A middle-aged man with short yellow hair was nailed to the black dragon's Shenting acupoint by a blood-colored spear from between his brows through his head. His blood had already dried up.

He was staring at the crowd with his brown pupils open, with an anxious expression on his face.

Everyone was afraid, when they suddenly heard a roar coming from beside them.

"Damn it, Huangmaoer?"

Yang Jinghong yelled: "Master Pure Love Warrior and Huang Maoer are inseparable!!!"

"The tauren must die."

Ye Longhe and the others were suddenly embarrassed, and looked at Yang Jinghong speechlessly.

The eyes seem to say:

Dude, dude!You have two arms, when is the time and you are still in the mood to joke.

Yang Jinghong said: "I was a little scared just now, and I used this method to embolden myself."

He smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid now?"

"Forehead……"

Ye Longhe and the others were taken aback for a moment, as if after such an interruption, they were indeed not so afraid.

I just feel that the yellow hair is disgusting.

This voice directly knocked out the middle-aged man with yellow hair who had something to say.

Here are some things.

If they eat their brains, they are afraid of affecting their IQ.

Luo Fanchen said strangely: "By the way, aren't you also yellow-haired now?"

Yang Jinghong raised his small hand, and rubbed a handful of hair coolly.

"What grade is he? Dye the same color as me."

"I'm a golden retriever!"

"Thank you."

The yellow-haired middle-aged man in the distance couldn't hold back anymore, the veins in his temples throbbed, and he roared:

"Mortals."

"Aren't you taking this seat too seriously!!!"

Yang Jinghong's expression froze, he turned his head stiffly, and said with an awkward smile:

"Brother, what, I forgot to ask just now, what kind of master are you?"

The yellow-haired middle-aged man hurriedly urged: "This seat is a god in the sky who is in trouble here."

"Young man, what are you waiting for, come here, you are the chosen one."

"Help me pull out this blood spear, and you can get my blessing and protection."

The corner of Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched.

What kind of pyramid scheme speech, reminded him of a sentence:

I, Qin Shihuang, now unify the military expenditures of the six countries and spend money!

He had already used his heavenly eyes secretly, so he couldn't see through the origin of this person at all.

Only fools believe you are fooling, and go and give you a spear.

"I'm going to boil! Sure enough, you are a god!!!"

Yang Jinghong's eyes burst into fiery light, and his shoulders trembled with excitement:

"Me, the Child of Destiny?"

"Ever since I was a child, I knew I could do it. There must be a big opportunity in the future, and I finally waited for you!!"

"Man of God, here I come!!!"

Yang Jinghong raised his leg and was about to rush over, so he just accepted this kind of rhetoric.

"boom!"

As soon as he took a step, he was tripped by Luo Fanchen lifting his leg, and came into a dog lying down, gnawing the mud with his golden teeth.

"Young Master Yang, you have two arms, what do you believe in what others say?"

Yang Jinghong got up and spat out the sand in his mouth.

"Brother-in-law, can that man of God still lie to us?"

"You see, he must be the kind of great power in the novel who sacrifices himself, slays the dragon, and waits for someone who is destined to pass it on!"

Luo Fanchen looked suspiciously at the yellow-haired middle-aged man, who nodded hurriedly and said:

"Ah! That's right!!"

"This seat is such a good god in his mouth, come and save me, this seat is almost overwhelmed."

"Come closer, you will definitely feel the evil aura of this blood spear."

Yang Jinghong shouted excitedly: "Huangmaoer can wait a moment, I'll help you right away."

"No, don't come here."

The middle-aged Huang Fa resolutely stopped: "I hope that the one who saves me is this little brother next to you. He is more suitable to inherit my mantle!"