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

"Whoosh!!"

Once Qinglian's martial soul was released, she rushed towards the source stone on the bed with great hunger and thirst.

"Shua, Shua—"

Wisps of pure and stubborn obsidian energy were absorbed and submerged into Qinglian.

The lotus leaves shook excitedly, full of spirituality, and the roots at the bottom slowly grew and extended, and the special aura contained on them became stronger and more terrifying.

"Long!"

"Grow up quickly!!"

Luo Fanchen showed a fatherly gratifying smile, looking forward to Qinglian's new form in his heart, there is a kind of happiness in nurturing, full of sense of accomplishment.

After the competition is over, you can take the little loach to continue to evolve to a higher dimension of life.

"rustle--"

All seventeen origin stones turned into white powder and were completely squeezed dry.

The rhizome of Qinglian has grown from seven inches to more than eight inches long.

There was a special murderous aura in the room, which made people feel like a thorn in their backs.

"Ugh……"

Life is not easy, Fanchen sighed.

His green lotus is really edible, no one else can afford to support this guy.

The last time they extorted thirteen origin stones from the Divine Phoenix Empire, the Great General Feng Shatian, at least it also made Qinglian's rhizome grow by two inches, this time it was good.

Just give brother an inch or more?

"Gold-swallowing beast!"

Luo Fanchen covered his face and wailed, this is only the fourth form of Qinglian, if there is a fifth form in the future, then he will be even more unable to afford it! !

"Gan!!"

Glancing at the eight-inch-long rhizome, Luo Fanchen's eyes flashed, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"The emperor is not at home, I'm here to loosen the soil, I don't believe I can't find some Origin Stones!"

The only problem now is how to sneak into the imperial palace, and then how to get to the treasure place where the concubine is.

The moonlight reflected Luo Fanchen wearing a mask of pain, kneading the center of his brows.

Ugh……

There are too many opportunities and pain, others can't think of it.

"Shh!"

He took out a few key items hidden in the Phantom Ring and prepared in advance, and stayed up all night to start sewing, with a playful smile on his face from time to time.

On the top of the high mountain at the end of the imperial city, if Canglong is entrenched in the luxurious Canglong Emperor Palace on the mountain, Ye Wudao was summoned to the prince's bedroom.

In the palace, sandalwood incense is curling up and the lights are bright.

As soon as Ye Wudao stepped into the bedroom, he was attracted by a huge rectangular object covered with black cloth. There was a strange sound from the black cloth, as if something was bumping and protruding.

He knelt down and saluted Ye Fuyao who was sitting upright behind the desk:

"Father, the boy in the daylight has let you down."

The crown prince shook his head, showing no signs of happiness or anger: "That kid is weird, I don't blame you for losing."

Ye Wudao didn't breathe a sigh of relief, and said nervously: "Is the emperor's grandfather furious?"

"No."

"what?"

Ye Fuyao also seemed to be a little surprised by Emperor Canglong's ambiguous attitude, after all, the best thing about an emperor in his life is face, how can he not be angry if the emperor's direct line loses?

"Your lord told you to fight hard tomorrow!"

Ye Wudao got up and clenched his fists.

"Don't worry, my son will join forces with the other nine people to tear him into pieces."

"I can feel that he is only special in the leg with the spirit bone attached. Others join forces to attack this kid's throat, mouth, nose and other vital points. This kid will definitely die."

The Canglong Empire's family has a great cause and has collected countless rare treasures. At this time, Ye Wudao's serious injuries have been completely healed by Tiancaidibao.

"No!"

"Your lord didn't mean that."

The prince looked at Shang Ye Wudao in surprise: "What your lord wants you to do is to only defeat Luo Fanchen, and you must not kill him. Just stop."

"When necessary, even stop other players who want to kill him."

Ye Wudao's angry expression froze, and he was dumbfounded.

"what did you say?"

"Not only can't kill that kid, but also protect him from being killed by others??"

The prince's expression was serious, and he said in a serious and cold voice:

"This is what your emperor told you, so you don't need to emphasize it for your father."

The furious Ye Wudao shuddered suddenly, how dare he disobey this murderous and unblinking iron-blooded emperor, even if he is a grandson, if he dares to be disobedient, he will be abolished.

Just like Uncle Tianwu Wang back then...

"My son obeys!"

"If you only lose but don't kill, it's cheap for that kid."

Ye Wudao sighed helplessly, what a good opportunity for revenge.

Let him take his life for nothing.

The prince frowned and said: "That kid is weird, everything is safe, my royal blood is so noble, and I can't lose any more because I enjoy the resources of the empire, otherwise it will affect the hearts of the people."

Ye Wudao sneered and said disdainfully:

"Ten to one, we complement each other, can that kid still turn the world upside down?"

"There is no reason to lose."

The prince shook his head and sighed: "You, don't lose your memory when you are beaten. Even if you have a [-]% chance of winning, you should be more cautious and make preparations in advance."

"Go, remove the black cloth."

Ye Wudao quickly lifted the black cloth, and a huge animal cage appeared in front of him.

Inside, a dragon-shaped beast with brown scales and blood-red eyes bumped against the cage, exuding a strong earth-attribute aura, even though its bones were chained, it could keep hitting the cage.

"This is... a top-quality dragon-born soul beast that is more than 5000 years old!!"

"Earth Emperor Dragon Armored Beast?"

Ye Wudao was surprised, and quickly understood his father's intentions, his eyes burst out with fiery joy.

"Like it?"

Ye Fuyao showed a fatherly smile on his cold face:

"This is what my father sent dozens of experts from the imperial palace to the gathering places of the various spirit beasts, and finally found it for you in the desert of death in the south. During the process, I even had a fight with the people of the Divine Phoenix Empire."

"thump!"

Ye Wudao knelt down, and his eyes burst into endless expressions: "Thank you, father, for your trouble, with this dragon armor beast as the sixth soul ring, my son will definitely sweep away tomorrow!"

The lofty aspirations that were crushed by Luo Fanchen's foot today are back again.

Ye Fuyao got up, walked over, patted Ye Wudao on the shoulder, and said with expectation:

"The top grade soul ring of ten thousand years is enough for you to be proud of the heroes. For my father, I will help you to absorb it before dawn. Tomorrow, I will definitely take down Luo Fanchen and show my royal power!"

Ye Wudao licked his lips, his vertical pupils burst into a fierce light.

Ten Thousand Years Soul Ring!

Apart from that assistant Lin Shengyi, who else can compare with my highness?

The limelight that was robbed by Luo Fanchen, he wants to get it back with interest!

The sound of the Earth Emperor Dragon Armored Beast screaming in despair was soon heard from the prince's bedroom.

And hearty and confident laughter.

In the second floor of the emperor,

The strong smell of blood permeated the air,

Sword King, Suzerain Jian Yixing, and all the players in Sword King City piled together, looking nervously at Jian Jiujue who was sitting cross-legged on the table.

Jian Jiujue trembled all over, screaming in pain from time to time.

His upper body was shirtless, his throat, a pair of wrists and ankles were cut, and five blood lines flew out from the wounds, all flying towards the seven-star Longyuan sword floating in front of him.

The seven-star Longyuan sword, showing its sharpness, was now covered with a layer of deep blood.

"Jeer, have you really thought about it?"

Jian Yixing's expression was moved, and his eyebrows were wrinkled, full of worry.

Jian Jiujue said decisively: "Father, I don't want to lose again!!"

"That kid is weird, and others may not be able to take him tomorrow."

"I have to push myself to the limit."

Jian Yixing reminded: "After using this blood sword, even with the best recovery, you will not be able to use the slightest soul power within half a year."

"It's okay, I still have Dad to protect me, hahaha."

Jian Yixing stared at the killing blood sword in front of him that exuded a pungent bloody smell.

"As long as you can defeat that guy, it's worth it!!"

"He is really a good opponent, and he gave me a goal to catch up with."

"Jianzi, this is a competition, it's not worth fighting so hard!"

"Yes, take care of yourself."

The others looked at Jianzi, who was obsessed with obsession and even a bit crazy, and hurriedly stopped him in worry, but Jian Yixing stretched out his hand to stop him, and exhaled:

"Whatever Jueer wants to do, let him do it. I don't have the capital to let my son be self-willed once, my mighty seven-star Longyuan suzerain? Go ahead."

Jian Jiujue's faith climbed, and he raised his sword finger to cut to his heart.

A drop of hot and bright red heart blood splashed out, sinking into the blood sword flowing with terrifying sword intent.

"Keng!!"

In an instant, in the second floor of the emperor, the sword energy soared to the sky, and the blood energy exploded and surged.

In the end, it suddenly converged, as if nothing had happened.

Jianzi's serious and condensed voice came out: "Luo Fanchen, I'm ready, how about you!"

The other contestants are preparing in full swing,

In the third building of the emperor,

"Fuck!"

"Brother Luo is amazing! This thing is too awesome! Invincible!!!"

Mang Shang jumped three feet high excitedly, swinging back and forth in front of Manbuliu.

"Old Deng!"

"No!"

"Father, do you think my thing is big??"

"Show or not, it will still shine!!"