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

"Shhhhhhhh!!!"

A vivid and miraculous green lotus rose vigorously, flickering in the void, and came to the top of the source stones on the table. A cyan vortex was formed at the bottom, absorbing the energy of the source stones.

"Susu-"

The deep black color of the Origin Stone gradually faded, turning into a grayish white color.

Luo Fanchen, who was alone in the dormitory, had fiery eyes and rubbed his hands expectantly.

There is a kind of relief for the father to see the child grow up.

Green lotus healing, black lotus defense, red lotus fire,

The fourth form, the Nine Heavens Killing God Spear, had already brought him enough surprises.

What kind of special supernatural power is the fifth form?

"Buzz!"

Qinglian vibrated, overflowing with divine brilliance, and the rich fragrance filled the bedroom.

"coming!"

Luo Fanchen was shocked and stared intently.

The green lotus is full of vitality, and the center of the lotus leaf is full of vitality and keeps growing.

"This……"

"What is this stuff?"

Luo Fanchen was surprised, when the energy of the origin stone was exhausted, the internal growth stagnated.

Eighteen petals of lotus leaves are wrapped in the center of the incomplete lotus root.

Crystal clear, like white jade, pure and flawless, exuding an indescribable special atmosphere.

There is also a special spherical hole on it, the size of a projectile.

"Shh!"

Luo Fanchen raised his hand,

Qinglian nimbly shrunk and flew over, floating above his palm.

Trying to inject soul power into it, the newly formed lotus pods vibrated slightly, but they could not be activated.

"I knew it."

Luo Fanchen glared at Qinglian, and then looked at her carefully.

I feel that the evolution this time is even more miraculous than before. The lotus pods and the holes above seem to be hidden secrets, but they will not be seen until the evolution is complete.

He guessed,

It takes about five-sixths of the time to grow into a complete lotus pod?

"I'm so poor!!"

Luo Fanchen scratched his hair in annoyance, his mind burst.

The more Qinglian evolves, the bigger her food intake,

If you want to completely evolve this form, don't you need at least 100 more origin stones?

never mind!

As long as you are brave, there are always more ways than difficulties.

Thinking of the dominance of the last form of Jiuxiao Shenlance, Luo Fanchen cheered up.

Sit cross-legged and adjust your state.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, so naturally he will not be careless and take it seriously.

……

The moon falls, and the sun rises in the east.

Along with the silvery white dawn in the sky, the treacherous aura of the clouds at night in the Black Blood Territory weakened slightly, and the whole city of vain death became noisy and bustling.

Tens of thousands of soul masters came from the borders of the four great empires, either to watch the fun, or to cheer for their own country and to revive the country's prestige.

Because there are so many bosses in the world competition, all ghosts and snakes dare not cause trouble.

Therefore, the audience is particularly relieved and gathers together.

The thugs and thugs who were worried yesterday were all mixed in the crowd today, resisting the urge to smash, rob, and steal, politely chatting and gossiping with passers-by, and headed to the arena.

If the Empire Tournament is a grand event for a country, then the World Tournament is a visual feast for soul masters from all over the world.

Young people are the fresh blood of every empire, and which big power's youth can finally reach the top will determine the rise and fall of the power in the next few decades.

The blood-stained ancient streets were full of people, all rushing to the arena in the center of the city.

"I am a scumbag, what virtue can I do, if I have the opportunity to watch the peak duels of the future bosses, let us see."

"This may be the only chance for us third-rate soul masters to watch the boss fight up close."

A small number of people came to watch the excitement with enthusiasm, wanting to pay homage to the young talents who are destined to reach the top in the future.

Most of them came with the mentality of learning and the idea of ​​stealing the experience of the teacher.

"I heard that Shenxiao's marksmanship is unparalleled in the world, but if you guys can comprehend a little, then in our city, won't you fascinate those little girls to death?"

"Hey, we came here today for the overbearing stunt of the Scarlet Heaven Sect. Who doesn't regard the Scarlet Heaven Sect as the Holy Land of the Dao of Swords?"

Most soul masters who have no connections and no natural resources are usually struggling at the bottom. They seem to be nobler than ordinary people, but it is difficult to enter the room.

And the open world competition is the only hope in their hearts.

Trying to learn a little bit of moves to improve personal experience and strength.

above the sky,

The elders of the top powers set foot in the spacious sky with their arrogance, and rushed to the arena in a leisurely manner, like gods who never fall into the mortal world, they don't need to be crowded on the ground, and they justly accept the envy of the world.

The old vulture with thinning hair approached the team of the Canglong Empire, sneered and sarcastically said:

"Ye Tianwu, where's that boy Luo who yelled at the old man last night?"

"Could it be that he was worried about retaliation and gave up the race ahead of time?"

King Tianwu looked at Elder Mingtian, who was carrying the pride of the White Tiger Empire.

"Elder Ming Tian, ​​it looks like you are in a good mood today."

"Actually, you can laugh a little louder, and I will take a photo for you to commemorate."

"Remember to keep smiling at all times."

"Scare the old man?"

Elder Ming Tian laughed and said, "Today we can see that your Canglong Empire was defeated like last time, why don't you laugh, hahaha."

"You Canglong Empire is not as good as one generation after another. Could it be that you are expecting a little soul sect to help you counterattack? Ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Cheerful and unrestrained laughter could be heard from all the members of the White Tiger Empire's ranks.

The air is alive.

The two countries have had grievances for a long time, and if there is an opportunity to attack each other, they will naturally leave no room for it.

At this moment, Lin Shengyi, Jian Jiujue and other Tianjiao,

Listening to the words of contempt, all of them looked a little weird.

Not only not angry, but even looking forward to it,

The humble soul sect in your eyes can easily beat ten of us.

And Ye Wudao, who had a grudge against Luo Fanchen, couldn't help but feel a little dark at this moment.

A group of silly beeps.

That kid is as strong as a beast.

The White Tiger Empire team walked away with a smile. Lin Shengyi looked behind King Tianwu with some curiosity. Everyone was there, but there was no figure of that person.

Feeling puzzled, the cute girl with big eyes asked first:

"Uncle Tianwu, why didn't Big Brother Luo catch up, he's almost there."

King Tianwu spread his hands: "Who knows what kind of mental illness that kid has gone into?"

She was beaten for no reason last night, and her daughter was forced to feed porridge by this kid.

He is full of resentment now, and there is nowhere to release it.

Ye Xiyu also asked her younger sister wonderingly, "Where's Brother Luo? You're not still sleeping, are you?"

Ye Youling's beautiful eyes were a little dazed and confused, and she hesitated: "The master said early in the morning that he would not fly with us in the sky, why did he want to...feel the breath of the earth?"

Ye Xiying next to her pursed her lips and said crisply: "Hey, stupid woman, you are down to earth!"

"Who are you talking about?"

Ye Youling fought back, but the man was not there, and the two women started fighting again.

Ye Xi'an's heart trembled slightly, and the tip of her tongue felt slightly bitter.

Everyone knew where the man had gone, but she had no news at all.

Heads move, noisy streets,

A handsome young man who is as dignified as a reader, handsome and handsome, drifts with the crowd, with deep eyes, quietly listening to the voices of the soul masters and common people around him.

Thoughtful, he murmured between his lips:

"Everyone is working hard, trying to climb up like weeds."

"But maybe after exhausting a lifetime of hard work and breaking through the ground, just because a passerby kicks it casually, or a sudden gust of wind will uproot it and destroy it in one fell swoop."

"Brother, others are so anxious that they are rushing to the other side of the field to grab a position. Why don't you stop here and think about life?"

The sudden voice interrupted Luo Fanchen's thinking.

He followed the sound and looked to the side, almost startled.

A young man with blood-colored Rakshasa tattoos and dense skull talismans on his face was standing next to him. Perhaps it was too hot for the crowd, and the other party was staring at him with beads of sweat on his face and black eyes.

What the hell, Blood Demon Cult?

Luo Fanchen almost punched him out, while shaking people to help.

But the great soul master couldn't resist the urge to hit someone when he felt the other party's breath.

"I don't need to fight for a position."

The youth with scary tattoos shook his head speechlessly: "Okay, great philosopher, let's watch the World Championships for the first time. Don't pretend to be aggressive. If you pretend to be aggressive, there will be no place for you. My buddy will take you with kindness!"

After all,

He couldn't help but rush forward from the crowd, dragging Luo Fanchen's clothes.

"???"

Luo Fanchen had a question mark on his face, who is this guy?

In the middle of the dead city,

In the past, the vast central square was the gathering place for the "silver parties" of mobs.

Today, it was surrounded by countless spectators, no one dared to step in, looking forward to it together.

The underworld-like young tattooed youth wheezed and dragged Luo Fanchen out of the encirclement, and squeezed to the front, his clothes were covered with wrinkles and even bloodstained.

Luo Fanchen looked at the empty square in front of him with a dazed expression.

"no?"

"The world's top competition, just compete in this simple square?"

"Hey, I don't understand, you are lucky and blessed to be with your buddies."

The social youth patted Luo Fanchen on the shoulder like a big brother.

Pointing to the ground: "Don't blink, you will see the stadium in a moment."

"Get ready to sprint, whoever grabs the viewing seat will be the one."

"The closer the seat to the front, the more clearly you can see the combat skills displayed by the arrogance of the major forces! Just stealing a little bit will be of great use to us."

Luo Fanchen shook his head, completely from the eyes of those who have experienced it: "How can it be so easy to steal it? A little improvement in learning is almost negligible, and it may even have a counterproductive effect."

The young people in the society suddenly showed speechless eyes:

"It's not buddy, you haven't been beaten by society, why don't you be a meat eater."

He looked at Luo Fanchen carefully,

The clothes are simple and ordinary, and the spirit power is so weak that it is not as good as his own.

Shaking his head, he kindly warned: "You will know when you see the World Championships with your own eyes."

"Every move Tianjiao uses has its own mysteries. We can understand that even a little bit of blood is not a loss. If this kind of opportunity is missed, there may be no next time."

Luo Fanchen was slightly stunned,

He had thought that the bottom of this world would not be easy, but in order to empathize more with the Red Pope, this personal experience, the senses are even stronger than he imagined.

Are civilians who have been small in the dust really not working hard enough?

"Boom—"

Luo Fanchen raised his head, above the sky,

The bosses are high above the top, and the Tianjiao are high-spirited and immeasurable.

The social youth stretched out his hand and pressed his shoulder, worrying anxiously:

"Look down, don't look up like the idiots around you, you will lose your head if you offend the big shots, and young people can learn a little bit when they come out to make a living, you know?"

Luo Fanchen said: "If you look at it, you will lose your head?"

The pupils of the young people in society shook, and then returned to normal, speaking calmly:

"My father and my mother went from the village to the city to visit me at the Soul Master Academy ten years ago. It is said that they just looked up at the parade of the young emperor of the White Tiger Empire flying across the sky. After talking enviously, they were killed by the light blade falling from the sky."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, or am I going to die today?"

The social youth shook his head and smiled, not mentioning these anymore.

Young Emperor?

Second prince?

The other party's voice was calm, but Luo Fanchen seemed to feel a kind of sadness and helplessness.

"Cao he!"

It was the first time Luo Fanchen uttered such dirty foul language since his reincarnation.

"Shh, don't scold, you don't want to die?"

The social youth hurried up to cover Luo Fanchen's mouth, shivering in fright.

"Boom—"

The distance of the whole city of death trembled, especially the wide square in front of Luo Fanchen.

"Crack-"

"Crack!"

The ground collapsed rapidly, and an extremely deep crack appeared...