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

"Who did this draw?"

"Look, worry about our princess."

Luo Fanchen was overjoyed, and pinched the princess's smooth and supple face.

After pinching, he regretted his hand, and secretly glanced into the distance.

Fortunately, the Saintess Junior Sister didn't find out.

but……

The Pope seemed to glance at him indifferently.

Destroy it, I'm tired.

"Stop making trouble, this time the opponent is very difficult, brother, don't be careless."

Ye Xiying frowned tightly, her previous aggressiveness had disappeared, like a weak little girl, she gently pinched the corner of Luo Fanchen's clothes, reminding her earnestly.

I'm afraid that the man won't listen to the persuasion.

Luo Fanchen looked down at the drawn jade stick, his eyebrows raised playfully:

"Heir of the Dark Temple, nameless?"

Ye Xiying pursed her lips and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, it's all because of my bad pregnancy."

she's really scared

This Dark Temple's successor method is weirder than anyone else's. Up to now, no one knows how he made the move, and it is impossible to take precautions in advance.

The most important thing is that since the establishment of the World Championships, the Dark Temple has either not participated, or its successors must win the championship. This record continues to this day, and no one can challenge it.

It was the first time that the princess showed such an emotional and guilty appearance, which made Luo Fanchen's heart soften. He stroked the other's silky black hair with his big hand, and said with a warm smile:

"It's the other party who should lament the bad luck."

"As long as it's not one of our own, it's a signature."

The princess pursed her cherry lips, and pushed Luo Fanchen outward: "Don't comfort me, prepare well, I don't want you to have something to do! The descendant of the Dark Temple has never missed it."

"Don't worry, you'll see it this time."

Luo Fanchen waved his hand: "Isn't the role of records just for people to break?"

The man's gentle words seemed to contain the power of self-confidence, which was enough to make people trust and feel at ease, and Ye Xiying's worried mood stabilized.

"When did the savage princess of our family become so sentimental? Like a child who is worried that his father will be in danger when he goes hunting."

Faced with Luo Fanchen's teasing, Ye Xiying's cheeks were flushed, and she wriggled her fingers.

"Brother-in-law, I heard that women tend to become sentimental when they are pregnant!"

Suddenly a golden haired head protruded from the side, smiling with golden teeth bared.

Pregnancy out of wedlock?

Won't Wulao Taishan kill me that day?

The corner of Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched, and he slapped Jin Mao's head with a slap, and there was a clang.

"Brother-in-law, did you hurt your hand?"

Yang Jinghong shook his bewildered and painful head, and immediately cared about Luo Fanchen.

He really, I cried to death!

What brotherhood?

Ye Xiying felt that she was standing here, as if Chunchun was a bit redundant.

However, after Yang Jinghong interrupted her, Ye Xiying's worries eased a lot.

Luo Fanchen called out Qinglian to give Yang Jinghong a sip, and said with concern:

"Who did you draw?"

Yang Jinghong raised his chin and pointed to Yang Tingjun in the sky: "Look at my old Yang's expression as if his stepfather is about to die, can't you guess it?"

Luo Fanchen was filial, and said speechlessly: "You boy, can't you say good things about your father?"

"Your father is worried that your own son will be beaten to death."

Yang Jinghong snorted, and said disdainfully: "The old man is going back as he lives, my majestic Young Patriarch of the Yang family, there is nothing to be afraid of in a mere competition!"

"Life and death are bearish, do not accept it!"

Yang Jinghong hammered his chest vigorously, "I'm invincible, he can do whatever he wants."

"Very good, very energetic."

Luo Fanchen knew how to flatter, and clapped his hands: "So... who did you get..."

Yang Jinghong smiled and said: "It's just a small tiger, my young master points to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, and with a blink of an eyelid, he can make him leave the scene sadly."

"Second prince???"

Luo Fanchen's face twitched.

It doesn't matter if this kid is bragging, but he still yells so loudly.

Now the nearby audience, as well as several suzerain bosses in the sky, all looked over.

All of a sudden, there were countless little blacks in the cheering group of the White Tiger Empire, and they laughed at this kid for being overwhelmed.

Yang Jinghong didn't care at all. He was lonely in his childhood and lacked care and attention. He was intoxicated and enjoyed all kinds of attention.

Black and red are also red!

It doesn't matter whether you can win the game or not, let's pretend to be forced first.

Blood is worth it.

"Brother-in-law, in fact, the second prince I want to draw the most in this round of younger brothers."

"Just watch it later, watch me operate."

"Blind the dog eyes of these little blacks in the White Tiger Empire!"

Luo Fanchen looked up and down Yang Jinghong in amazement.

Could it be that he was misjudged before, this kid is also a sixth child who hides his strength?

Hiding some earth-shattering trump card?

"Boom!"

Among the top ten jade steles rising around the arena, two of them shone brightly.

"Bai Yingyue of the Temple of Light, the beautiful face of Prison Heaven Sect Prison!"

In the middle of the night, the sky was bright and full of moonlight, like a jade pot poured down, splashing down the holy silver light, and a fairy figure like Chang'e under the moon floated on the ring.

Countless people's eyes were dull, showing fanaticism.

Yang Jinghong opened his mouth, then quickly moved his gaze, and slapped himself.

Boil!

This is brother-in-law's sister-in-law!

Do not,

brother-in-law's woman,

Don't look around! !

"boom!"

A chain that dazzled with purple-gold light stretched through the void, building a bridge from the Xuanwu Empire to the arena. A freckled young man appeared on the stage with his lower row of teeth sticking out, facing the sky.

Prisoner Tianzong is one of the top ten sects, competing with Panlongzong for the throne of the world's number one control system soul master. powerful.

Prison Yanliang said politely: "Saint, please enlighten me!"

"Acceptance!"

Bai Yingyue cupped her hands in response to show respect.

"boom!"

The war is about to start.

Prisoner Yan Liang pushed the Martial Soul of Locking Heaven and Earth to the extreme, and the sky was covered with purple and gold chains, woven into a large net of cages, winding and overlapping, imprisoning Bai Yingyue.

What amazed the audience was that Bai Yingyue floated up, her white lotus arms stretched out.

Attracting the moonlight in the sky, the hair like a waterfall floats up.

Bathed in the moonlight, it is like a real goddess descending.

The terrifying soul power soared rapidly, far surpassing the soul king and soul emperor.

There is a deadly murderous intent hidden in the beautiful moonlight, and the cold air covers the entire venue, and a thick layer of frost freezes on the hot and dry Wusi City arena.

All the purple and gold prison chains were frozen and unable to move.

"boom!"

In the end, Qian Liangyan couldn't bear the terrifying cold and voluntarily surrendered.

"The power of the Holy Maiden Yuehua, I am convinced by my heart."

Bai Yingyue shook her head, with the moonlight shining in her eyes, she restrained herself, and said gracefully and calmly:

"Seriously, I also took advantage of the night."

The second prince's silver pupils flickered: "This girl is not vulgar, and she has a destiny with my royal family!"

"boom--"

The two shining jade tablets, the one belonging to Yu Liangyan burst into pieces.

And the other piece was raised high, suspended in the air, officially promoted.

"Shhh-"

Of the remaining seven jade steles, two more were lit up with divine light.

"The dark temple is nameless, Luo Fanchen of the Canglong Empire!"

When Luo Fanchen took the stage, he passed by the saint Bai Yingyue and greeted him proactively.

"I have seen Her Majesty the Holy Maiden!!"

Bai Yingyue gave Luo Fanchen a hard look with her beautiful eyes, don't think that this saint didn't see you flirting with other women just now, and patted the head of that foxy girl to kill her! !

"This young man?"

"Are we familiar?"

After finishing speaking, he left Luo Fanchen where he was and walked off the ring.

There was a burst of ridicule outside the arena.

"Hahaha."

"This is the first time I've seen this guy slap in the face."

"quite funny."

In the rest area of ​​the White Tiger Empire, Li Hentian sneered coldly:

"The saint has a sweetheart, isn't it self-defeating to go up and say hello?"

"Do you really think that with a little strength, you can do whatever you want without a background?"

The second prince's silver pupils flickered, playing with taste: "Stupid!"

"It's just that I don't know who the saint's favorite person is, so don't be met by this prince."

He began to scan the remaining players, wondering who that person might be.

Yang Jinghong listened to the smug and mocking sound outside the arena, especially in the area of ​​the White Tiger Empire, and he couldn't help feeling that everyone was drunk and I was sober, "Laughing at my brother-in-law?"

"Zhuo! A bunch of idiots!!"

"Laugh, laugh as much as you want."

"After all, there are not many opportunities to laugh, and you will cry later."

Luo Fanchen knew he was wrong, so he smiled dotingly, letting his junior sister's petty temper go.

Step onto the stage freely,

On the opposite side, wrapped in a large black robe, no gender can be seen, and an unknown heir wearing a hideous reincarnation mask appeared quietly...