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

"Emperor and grandson can't lose!"

"A soul ring reaching ten thousand years is a qualitative change, and there is still a chance to win!!"

"That's right, Your Highness Wudao, come on!!"

The gambling dogs seemed to have been injected with a booster, and they sat up in shock in the dying illness, their depressed eyes burst into strong light again, and loudly cheered for Ye Wudao and others.

Mang Shang sighed again and again: "The imperial family is really rich and powerful, and they found a suitable ten thousand year soul ring for this guy in one night."

He muttered to himself enviously: "Dad, dad, let's fight for a little bit, look at other people's dads! How filial!!"

Niu Gaotan, who was originally frightened by Luo Fanchen's twin martial souls, and the combination of wolf and embarrassment, two male and female geniuses, are all calmed down because of Ye Wudao at this moment.

Niu Gaotan comforted himself: "No matter how powerful he is, he still has a thousand-year soul ring, and his power is limited. With His Highness's Dead Wood Long Xu, we have the advantage!"

At this moment, Ye Wudao's dragon robe fluttered in high spirits,

The blue vertical pupils were full of confidence, and the sixth soul ring buzzed and trembled.

"You don't need to wait to take action, my Highness will go and get him."

"Roar--"

Inside the dark soul ring, came the roar of an angry dragon.

Ye Wudao jumped up,

In an instant, the power of countless earth elements gathered around it, forming a huge Earth Emperor Dragon Armored Beast at its feet, with flying scales and claws, and mighty dragon might.

"Sixth soul skill: Earth Controlling Dragon Shaking the Earth!!"

Ye Wudao controlled the imperial dragon and swooped towards Luo Fanchen on the ground. The huge dragon beast was extremely thick and powerful, and the alloy iron cage creaked and screamed.

The strong wind blows Ye Wudao's black hair, and he yells domineeringly:

"The power of the ten thousand year soul skill, can you resist it?"

Facing the Earth Emperor Dragon Armored Beast's swooping attack, Luo Fanchen's blue crystal scales reflected the sun's brilliance, dazzling, his movements were simple and unpretentious, and he bent his arms again.

"Whoa-"

His right arm burned with red flames in an instant, dazzling, the air instantly scorched, and the arms transformed by flames blasted out.

"fire--"

"fist!!"

With a punch, the flames roared, and the surging fire swept out.

It turned into a huge orange-red flaming fist, wrapped in a red halo, and in an instant, with a wave of fiery snake heat, it hit the Emperor Dragon Armored Beast head-on.

"collapse--"

The loud noise spread, and the eardrums trembled.

Exploding flames and thick earth elemental breath intertwined and exploded in the air.

Covering everyone's sight.

"Boom boom boom!"

The explosion continued for a long time, and the energy storm radiated to the surroundings.

The audience was full of exclamations,

Because the emperor's grandson's ten-thousand-year soul skill of dragon descendants is extremely powerful, but it is only equal to Luo Fanchen?How is this possible!

You must know that the soul beast reaching ten thousand years is a qualitative change from the nine thousand nine hundred and nine-year soul beast, which cannot be made up by quantity, and how powerful his third soul ring can be for thousands of years?

But the facts are in sight.

"How did you do it!!"

"How the hell did he do it?"

The round eyes of the gambling dogs were bloodshot: "One punch can block the ten thousand year soul skill?? Impossible!"

The bosses in the sky were also suspicious, especially the crown prince Ye Fuyao.

He frowned, this was the trump card he carefully prepared for his son.

The raging manic energy in the huge cage dissipated,

All the vassal kings and suzerains in the sky seemed to have seen something in advance, their pupils shrank suddenly, they stood up suddenly, and stared at the inside of the cage.

"This!!!"

Rain King's lips trembled, and he exclaimed: "This is impossible!!!"

Lin Dingtian's plump face trembled, and a storm arose in his heart.

"This kid..."

"There is still a hole card?"

The gangster didn't leave his throat dry: "This Luo Fanchen, isn't it a little too exaggerated?"

Emperor Canglong's eyes burst out with a strong light, as if he had suddenly become more than ten years younger, and he was astonished with indescribable surprise.

But it was only for a moment, and he restrained himself.

At this moment, the more than [-] spectators in the auditorium, as well as the players watching the competition in major cities, also saw clearly the scene on the ring.

His heart twitched, his whole body trembled suddenly, and he shuddered. I don't know how many people wiped his eyes, wondering if he was wrong.

"What's the situation!!!"

"Don't make trouble!!"

"I'm hallucinating when I'm riding a horse?"

"Woke up in the morning and didn't wake up, and saw that the soul master has a ten-thousand-year soul ring?"

Inside the cage, Luo Fanchen's right arm glowed with orange fire, reflecting half of the face of the Banished Immortal. What caused everyone's hearts to tremble was the three rhythmic soul rings under his feet.

Black, purple, black.

Two deep and dark soul rings,

In the eyes of everyone, it is so dazzling, so unbelievable.

When Luo Fanchen revealed his real trump card, the audience lost their voices collectively.

quickly,

The sound of gasping for breath kept coming and going, and the sound of bursting exclamation went straight to the sky, and the arena was full of noise.

"Impossible, two ten-thousand-year soul rings for one soul master?"

"Fuck!!"

"I remember correctly, isn't the limit of the first four soul rings 400 years, 900 years, 700 years, 5000 years?"

"Who can tell me what's going on??"

"Monster!!"

"Who can wake me up with a piss and tell me it's not true!!!"

"The first soul ring is ten thousand years old, the third soul ring is still ten thousand years old, and the second one is probably not less than 5000 years old. It has surpassed the limit of the soul sect. How did he do it?"

At this time, a discerning person realized a terrible thing, his scalp went numb and he said:

"Have you noticed that when Luo Fanchen blocked His Highness's punch, he just used that purple soul ring, the big move was useless at all!!"

"Resisting the soul ring of the emperor's grandson Wannian for thousands of years, what kind of background is this?"

At this moment, I don’t know how many gambling dogs cried out:

"I can't think of it, I can't think of it at all!"

"Who knew that Luo Fanchen would still be hiding this trick, so Nima can hide it!!!"

"It's over, it's over."

In the center of all the hustle and bustle, Lin Shengyi was dumbfounded with her clear and beautiful eyes.

The ice-clear and calm Fangxin trembled violently again, somewhat frightened.

Shuang Tianjiao, the combination of Niu Gaotan, Lang, and Hao, almost knelt down in fright.

"Damn it..."

"Old cow, I have been fighting this monster?"

"What illusion makes me always think that I have a chance to win against this kind of person?"

Lin Qianjue's eyes were dazed and dull, and his vicious aura weakened:

"I... I didn't feel wronged when I lost."

He originally thought that Luo Fanchen was just a lucky boy who happened to be favored by the lady.

As it turns out, he's superficial through and through.

Jian Jiujue's hand holding the sword was trembling, and every time he thought he had seen Luo Fanchen's full strength, the opponent would take another hole card to refresh his knowledge.

It's depressing, it's terrifying.

Meng Shang's lips squirmed quickly:

"what!!!"

"I just said it doesn't feel right!"

"This guy really has hidden a million hands! Facing this kind of monster is a tyrant, just surrender!!!"

Ye Wudao's dragon robe was scorched, and the palms under the robe were trembling, a little hysterical:

"impossible!"

"Why do you have such a soul ring configuration?"

The ten-thousand-year soul ring that his grandson is proud of, one soul master has two.

The configuration of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple and black, compared with the configuration of the opponent's black, purple and black, looks extremely shabby. His grandson is more like the one who came out of the slums.

The mood just collapsed.

Luo Fanchen stared at the mad emperor and grandson Ye Wudao, with a playful expression on his face, he sighed and said: "Everyone, I am not talented, I am making a fool of myself."

"The Wannian soul ring just happens to have two below..."