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

"Ok?"

The old blind man said with certainty: "This Qinglian never had such a stem before!!"

The hearts of the seniors trembled,

No way?

This kid's beast martial soul and spirit pupil have both evolved, but this plant martial soul can also evolve?

A group of old guys stared straight at the calm Luo Fanchen, and the corner of the lame man's mouth couldn't help twitching, urging: "You guys should say something!"

Luo Fanchen sighed and looked at the old man with the broken arm: "This junior is taking care of the old man's mood."

"The old man is disabled, not dead. What can I take care of?"

The old man with a broken arm shook his head, he was a proud little old man, his heart was already shocked by Luo Fanchen's talent, but his mouth was still as hard as iron.

"This old man has never seen such a big storm in this life. You can perform as much as you want, and I will lose if you are excited. A mere plant martial soul, no matter how evolved it can't scare this old man!"

Luo Fanchen nodded, "humbly" said:

"Senior's words are justified, and the lesson is extremely good!! Then this junior will show his shame."

As Luo Fanchen pushed the green lotus root, the old man with a broken arm looked hesitant.

Why does it feel like something is wrong?

Why does the breath from this green lotus rhizome have a feeling of deja vu?

"Om-"

The verdant rhizome separated from the green lotus, vibrated and buzzed, emitting a dark and killing light.

The jet-black killing light suddenly flourished and spread, and a sky-shattering gunshot sounded from the strong light, and the black beam of light shot up into the sky, like an abyss like a prison.

"I……"

"Fuck???"

The old man with a broken arm was the first to react, his facial features trembled violently, his mouth was opened wide to reveal a mouth full of yellow and broken teeth, his heart and liver were trembling.

The blind man was stunned, his lips twitched: "This... this..."

The cripple was astonished, his eyes trembling violently.

The old beggar and the deaf old man were all staring at the black glare.

"boom!"

The continuous black beam of killing light suddenly stopped, revealing Luo Fanchen inside, holding a pitch-black gun with fierce aura.

Luo Fanchen held the gun behind his back with one hand,

With a solemn expression, his wrist trembled, and the light of the God-killing Spear was revealed, and his evil spirit was wanton.

"Fuck?"

"Damn it!!!!"

The old man with a broken arm who was sitting back by the well coldly just now rushed to Luo Fanchen in the blink of an eye, staring at Jiuxiao Shengun, his eyes were staring, covered with unbelievable red blood, and he let out a crazy exclamation .

"That person turned out to be you?"

"This……"

"This is impossible!!"

"How is it possible? Whose plant-type Qinglian Wuhun can conjure a spear?"

The old blind man's face twitched and his fingers trembled: "You brat call this showing ugliness?"

"What a shame."

The cripple swallowed: "I think this kid has watched us live for too long, and wants to scare us to death?"

The deaf old man who was taciturn and had no sense of participation, stood upright at the moment, like a catcher in the rye, staring at Luo Fanchen.

The old beggar's heart beat like a drum, setting off a stormy sea.

"This... what kind of talent is this?"

The old man with a broken arm couldn't believe this fact, and when the other disabled old people were also in shock, a special noise suddenly came from Jixiang Village.

"Gudu, Gudu—"

From the black well in the center of the village, which is densely entwined with chains, black and viscous ink surges outwards, and a strange and murderous dark red light spreads outwards.

"not good!"

All the disabled elders woke up suddenly, they all rushed to the side of the well to stop them, the deaf old man shouted: "Boy Luo, quickly restrain your martial soul breath!!"

"What the hell is down there?"

Luo Fanchen was startled, and the evil spirit released by the Jiuxiao Shenshen Spear suddenly restrained himself.

That black special juice,

It caused a strong sense of discomfort and nausea deep in his soul.

Without the traction of the evil spirit, Mojing, who was violent and violent, was suppressed by the four disabled elders.

"call--"

The disabled elders breathed a sigh of relief, and when they looked back at Luo Fanchen, it was as if they had seen a ghost.

If he had been skeptical before and didn't dare to confirm, now the He in the well has changed his mind to believe that what Luo Fanchen pulled out was the spear spirit they felt before.

"What level is this kid's spear martial soul!"

The lame man's scalp was numb: "How can the personality of all things resonate with him?"

The shock in the old blind man's heart was hard to calm down: "Three spiritual pupils, a beast spirit that has evolved against the sky, and now there is this martial spirit spear. This kid wants three souls to be a fellow practitioner. In the future, all soul masters in the world will not be able to lift it up." ?"

"It's this breath!"

"Yes, it's the spear breath!!!"

The old man with the broken arm cried out in ecstasy, his eyes popped out of their sockets, it was really scary, his hair was disheveled, and he rushed to Luo Fanchen's side like a madman.

"Hahaha."

The old man with the broken arm laughed again and again,

I searched for him thousands of times in the crowd, and when I suddenly looked back, that man was behind me! !

He stretched his face towards Jiuxiao Shenshen Spear, wanting to take a closer look.

"Whoosh-"

All of a sudden, the God Killing Spear disappeared, and was put away by Luo Fanchen.

The old man with a broken arm froze in ecstasy and obsession, his eyes were dazed and lifeless.

As if something he loved was taken away in an instant, he raised his head stiffly and looked at Luo Fanchen.

He was in a hurry, he was in a hurry: "Hey, don't be in a hurry to accept it!!!"

Luo Fanchen shook his head, and sighed aggrievedly: "It's just a plant martial soul, and it can only evolve like this, so it won't stain the eyes of seniors."

As soon as these words came out, the disabled elders seemed to think of something, and their expressions suddenly became subtle.

The old blind man crossed his arms and smiled wretchedly: "Tsk tsk, there is a good show to watch."

The cripple sneered and said contemptuously: "Don't just watch the show, you forgot that you said that the owner of this gun must be a crooked devil, who would accept such a person as a disciple?"

The old blind man's heart trembled, and he snorted coldly on the surface: "Don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors."

"I never said such a thing, warn the old cripple not to slander me!"

The old man with the broken arm twitched violently,

His mouth was wide open, his throat was dry, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

I almost cried aloud, didn't I shoot myself in the foot when I stepped on the horse?

He could have easily recruited disciples, but he was forced to pretend, what should he do now?

"Little friend Luo! Ancestor Luo!!"

The broken-armed old man smiled obsequiously, and approached him kindly.

Luo Fanchen took a step back and reached out his hand to stop him: "Don't tell me, senior, please respect yourself!"

The old man with the broken arm smiled awkwardly, and explained: "That... a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!!"

"Little ancestor Luo, we have something to talk about."

The old blind man smiled slightly: "Old brother, I understand you, please beg me, I will help you persuade him."

The little old man with the broken arm immediately sent pitiful eyes begging for regret.

The old blind man nodded, and his mental power surged, forming a three-dimensional mental projection in the air.

"Tsk tsk, you can be considered a Wizard of the World, but it's a pity that I'm not the man's type!"

"The spear genius that the old man said is someone else, what does it have to do with you kid?"

The old man with the broken arm shook his head: "Don't tell the old man that you can regenerate a spear martial soul, you're thinking too much."

"Puchi-"

First, the blind girl couldn't help laughing, and the cripple couldn't hold back either.

The old beggar had a mournful face: Guess why I don't laugh?

The projection continued to play in a loop, and the little old man with a broken arm was dumbfounded, scratching the soles of his shoes with embarrassing toes.

"Old blind man!"

"You want to kill me by stepping on the horse!!"

"Turn it off, turn it off!!"

His mental power surged wildly, shaking the blind man's mental projection.

When the broken-armed old man turned his head and saw Luo Fanchen's handsome and handsome face like a master reader, he felt ashamed and wanted to dig into the ground.

The air suddenly fell into silence, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward and subtle...