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

King Tianwu shook his head: "I don't know the details, this news was confirmed by Sect Master Yang of Shenxiao Sect."

Lin Shengyi nodded elegantly, and said in a round and jade-like way: "The Yang family's gun skills are unparalleled in the world, the ultimate in the world, and the words of Sect Master Yang should be right."

Lin Keke's eyes were full of confusion: "Sister, why did you and dad feel it, but I didn't sense any opportunity?"

"Our family is Ding, so we are not sensitive to the gun martial spirit."

"Then why can you and dad?"

Lin Shengyi really had no choice but to look at his sister with eyes as clear as a spring.

"You are weak."

"That's why I can't even feel the breath of such a heaven-defying martial soul."

"what!"

Lin Keke puffed up her cheeks angrily, feeling like a growling groundhog for a moment.

King Yan shook his head in puzzlement: "This is a hell of a thing. The seven major sects represent the ultimate level of weapons and martial souls in the world. Suddenly, a special spear martial soul pops up."

Lin Shengyi recalled: "The breath is indeed very special, containing a strong evil spirit."

"The direction of the breath seems to come from the territory of our Canglong Empire."

King Yan waved his hand, and analyzed wisely: "In this case, the owner of this martial soul must not be a young man, otherwise why didn't he participate in the national competition?"

"This is the ultimate dream of every young Tianjiao, and it is also a good opportunity to hone their strength and spread their fame to the world."

The Tianwu King next to him agreed after thinking: "There are also hidden masters in the mountains and fields. This guy is probably a ruthless person who has practiced hard for many years. If he doesn't sing, he will be a blockbuster."

As for the guess of the double kings, everyone agrees and thinks it is very possible.

"Cough cough."

"Is it possible that the other party is not some old man who is a hermit, but a young man like me."

The sudden anti-dialogue attracted everyone's attention.

They all looked at Luo Fanchen who was coughing.

"You can get it!"

King Tianwu stared, seeing his daughter's charming appearance at this moment, looking at Luo Fanchen was as hateful as looking at a little yellow hair: "What kind of young man can awaken the martial soul and startle the top martial soul in the whole continent."

and many more!

King Tianwu's voice stopped abruptly,

Others don't know, but he has faintly realized that the dragon aura that alarmed the entire Canglong Empire is very likely to be emitted by Luo Fanchen's awakening.

No way, there won't be another freak like this kid, right?

King Tianwu quickly denied that it was impossible.

How can there be so many freaks and evildoers in the world, the other party's hidden old guy with great gun skills may be even bigger.

A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, the more you talk about me, the more troublesome I will be.

Luo Fanchen twisted his fingers and frantically showed off his flowery work in front of the angry father-in-law.

"I figured it out, the owner of the Gun Dao Wuhun must be a young man in his prime."

King Tianwu's stubborn temper came, he defended his old father-in-law's dignity, and said harshly:

"Young people don't come to participate in the World Championship? There is no such talent in each team."

Luo Fanchen raised his eyebrows, and said quietly and deeply: "Whoever said he didn't come, in my hexagram, he has already come, and you will see it tomorrow."

"The more you say it, the more outrageous it is."

King Tianwu shook his head again and again, feeling that this kid deliberately made fun of him.

Lin Qianjue and others also obviously did not believe it, "reasoning without factual basis."

The adoptive son who knows Luo Fanchen's character well, and Ye Xiying and the others have strange eyes.

Ye Xiying's eyes were full of suspicion, and she looked at it excitedly:

"Brother Luo, the person you are talking about is probably you."

King Tianwu was heartbroken, and his daughter's love brain was already in the late stage.

what! !

"Girl, open your eyes and take a good look!!"

"This kid has three spirit pupils and two martial souls, even if he's exhausted, he won't be able to transform into a spear martial soul."

Yan Wang also nodded from the side: "It's really unreasonable. Brother Luo's beast spirit is hard to find an opponent. If there is another gun spirit, will he let people live?"

He half-jokingly said: "In that case, I might as well kowtow and pay my respects."

The Tianjiao on the side nodded approvingly,

Luo Fanchen's talent has already become a monster, and he really can't think of any room for improvement.

Only Ye Xiyan, Ye Youling and other beauties who had a close relationship with Luo Fanchen knew a lot about this man's character, and they felt a little bit guilty.

On the other side, in the resplendent and candlelit conference hall.

The speakers of the top ten sects gathered together.

The person who comes may not be the suzerain himself, but it is a terrifying existence that is famous in the mainland.

The topic of the meeting was the source of the gun spirit's aura, and where did it come from.

What level can actually make the world's top martial arts sense.

The second elder of Mingying Sect, Ming Tian.

The shriveled old man with thinning hair crossed his hands in front of the conference table and said with a cold smile, "Sect Master Yang, it seems that your Shenxiao Sect has met an opponent this time."

Yang Tingjun looked serious as usual, and hummed:

"Elder Bu Laoming cares about me, and my Shenxiao Sect has no fear of the coercion of the mere spear."

"There are old fellows like us in this sect, and Xiruo is still up to the task. The outside world is just a gun, and it can't shake our Shenxiao sect."

The other bigwigs couldn't help but sigh Yang Tingjun's aura, unruffled in the face of danger, and the style of a general.

And the red-faced and irritable Third Master Yang sitting next to Yang Tingjun felt embarrassed.

If he hadn't seen the suzerain kneeling with his own eyes, he would have almost believed it.

But it doesn't matter if you are bragging, anyway, that mysterious figure will never appear in the World Championships.

Their Shen Xiaozong couldn't make a fool of themselves even if they wanted to.

Guan Canghai, the black-faced sect master of the Scarlet Heaven Sect from the White Tiger Empire, said decisively, full of murderous intent: "It is better to find this person as soon as possible and kill him."

"It's fine for us from the top ten sects to play out their own brains, but don't give the new aristocratic family a chance to challenge us."

"Hahaha, there is no need to say these things, I, the Shadow School, still understand such a simple truth."

Sitting on the side, Lin Dingtian, who was smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, remained silent all the time. When he heard this, he frowned slightly and disappeared in a flash.

The burly and ugly man shook his head and said:

"Our top ten sects stand tall on the mainland, relying on strength. If we encounter an opponent with the same strength, it will not hurt to use some calculations."

"But for some individuals who have just risen, small forces and individuals, it is better to give some opportunities. There is no need to kill them all and not give them a way to survive."

Jian Yixing's sword eyes flickered, and he agreed: "Instead of calculating others, it is better to improve yourself."

Elder Ming Tian disdainfully said: "Stupid, short-sighted."

"The kindness of a woman." Guan Canghai shook his head repeatedly.

"Okay, stop arguing, don't beep if you can do it, wait until you find the source of the gun path first."

The one who spoke was an old man with purple hair and the shape of Shamat.

Xuanwu Empire, the suzerain of the Eight Desolation Sect, Zhan Doudou.

The master of guns discussed by all the bigwigs has already arrived on the battlefield.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a huge roar from the outside world, and the whole city of vain trembled and shook violently...