Twin God-Level Martial Soul, Shocked The Demon Emperor's Wife!

"Senior brother, don't run away!! Don't fool me with fake products, if you have the ability, take them out and show junior sister the real thing!"

Under the moon, a handsome man and a beautiful woman run wildly in the forest.

He escapes, she chases, and he can't fly.

The female pope followed behind leisurely, watching with relish the chase scene between her blue-faced confidant and her disciple.

Luo Fanchen didn't want to escape either.

Just now, Martial Soul possessed the body, activated the Qilin pattern, and Fen Yanjia and Bai Yingyue made a counter move.

The result made him realize the truth.

It's too floating, and you want to be the Holy Maiden carefully cultivated by the female pope after only a few days of practice?

Bai Yingyue has practiced for two years, has secret skills, and is a genius of the temple with four top matching soul rings. Thirty Li Hongpeng combined cannot be her opponent.

The most important thing is that the opponent's Lunar Gloomy Martial Soul has a substantial bonus in combat power under the moon! ! !

As the distance kept getting closer, Luo Fanchen shouted to the side: "Wei Yang, are you just watching the female disciple commit murder like this?"

Di Weiyang shook her head: "An angry Yingyue, even I have to be afraid."

"and……"

"The debt owed must be repaid after all."

black belly girl,

You are afraid of a big-headed ghost! !

Luo Fanchen was pinching teeth, this woman clearly wanted to watch a show, so she just missed eating sunflower seeds.

He is now 100% sure that not only is the female pope black-bellied, but the Holy Maiden is definitely not a white lotus flower.

In fact, he has a way to win Bai Yingyue,

But the female pope is also here, some rogue tricks can't be used.

"Secret Technique: Ghostly Moonlight Dance!"

"Shua, Shua, Shua!"

The moment Bai Yingyue approached Luo Fanchen, nine phantoms of her appeared all around at the same time.

The dancing posture is so beautiful that it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

"boom!"

Luo Fanchen tossed and turned,

In the end, he was still surrounded by a phantom, fell down and was thrown out.

Bai Yingyuexin's long white python clamped her legs, and sat on his chest, gliding in the soft grass due to the inertia of the forward rush.

A pretty face looked down from above, full of triumphant look, red lips raised Tsundere: "Brother, I caught you."

The opponent obviously kept his hand, and the lawn followed, Luo Fanchen didn't hurt at all.

His expression was a little unnatural, because this posture was too ambiguous.

The other party thinks it’s okay if you don’t sit on your lap?

The seafood is almost delivered to your mouth, Little Sister, I don’t like seafood.

Bai Yingyue spat softly: "In the future, bully or not! I'm not easy to mess with."

"Winners and losers, you can do whatever you want, just be careful and get revenge in the future!"

How could Luo Fanchen lose his momentum, he was already planning in his mind how to deal with this girl after Cultivation Base caught up, Xiao Zhizhi's fart is too light.

Bai Yingyue snorted coquettishly: "Junior Sister is not a rookie like Li Hongpeng. I will improve too. If you want to catch up with me, wait a few years!"

Having said that, but most of the mouth is blunt.

She was indeed a little apprehensive, after all, this senior brother's Talent was too heaven-defying.

Due to this situation, such a posture, some pictures of moves in that booklet appeared in her mind inexplicably.

It seems that there is a spiritual master sitting in lotus pose.

"what!"

Her face was flushed, and her throat let out a shy moan.

"Junior Sister, Pengci, right?" Luo Fanchen was speechless: "You suppress me, why are you yelling, no one will bully you this time."

"If you don't apologize to this girl, I'm going to find Hidden Weapons myself!"

Facing Bai Yingyue's threat, Luo Fanchen smiled, he didn't believe his junior sister was so shy and dared to look for her.

"Look for it, and see what you can."

"you said!!"

Bai Yingyue moved her hips, sat upside down, and reached out to grab the belt.

"Don't apologize."

Luo Fanchen was certain that Bai Yingyue would not want to beat him up, let alone pick him up, and concentrated all her mind to block the soft bullet coming from her chest.

Bai Yingyue's hands holding the belt trembled, her beautiful eyes shone brightly, she gritted her teeth cruelly.

"You forced me to do this!!"

"Fuck!"

"Are you really picky???"

Luo Fanchen jumped up with a babble.

The female pope, who was watching the show with a smile, froze her eyes and couldn't laugh anymore.

Bai Yingyue's eyes were dazzled, and she stood there stupidly, kneeling on the lawn with her fair and round legs, as if she couldn't hear any sounds from the outside world.

That year, before February 2, Dragon King raised his head first.

The glimpse left an indelible impression on Bai Yingyue's mind.

...

For the next one and a half months, the Pope, Holy Maiden, and Luo Fanchen did not communicate in any language, and an embarrassing atmosphere filled the hearts of the three.

The female pope would occasionally leave the oasis for a trip, but she remained cold and expressionless anyway.

Holy Maiden did not dare to make eye contact with Luo Fanchen, and would hide when touched.

Prepare the food and put it there, waiting for Luo Fanchen to get it by himself.

To be honest, Luo Fanchen's brain is buzzing too, he wouldn't be shocked if a charming and coquettish woman did such a thing.

It happened to be his white Lotus flower junior sister.

It's not a big problem for a junior sister to see it, and the female pope definitely saw it, which probably caused a lot of psychological shadow, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to keep silent for ten days.

Well, women in this world are indeed much more conservative than those back home.

However, he has not been idle for a month and a half, taking three vermilion fruits, relying on a little talent and his own efforts,

Completed the liquefaction of eleven soul power cyclones in Dantian one after another.

So far, all the thirteen cyclones have been liquefied, and they have reached the peak of the soul master, the twentieth-level Cultivation Base.

Luo Fanchen always felt that he should be regarded as twenty third-level, after all, he had three more liquefied cyclones breaking the limit three times than others.

But he is the only one who is special in the whole world, and no one has created a separate level for him.

Do as the Romans do.

Most of the medicinal power of vermilion fruit has been incorporated into the Meridians and has not been fully absorbed.

Luo Fanchen felt that the breakthrough speed was much slower than before, but the eyes of the Pope and Holy Maiden showed shock every time.

"Tear!"

The space split, and the female pope returned from nowhere. Luo Fanchen spoke for the first time in a month and a half:

"Wei Yang, I'm going to find a second soul ring, how old do you think it is suitable?"

The tall slender female pope stood there silently for a long time without giving an answer.

The extreme genius's second soul ring limit is 900 years, and the third soul ring limit is 1,700 years.

And Luo Fanchen has reached the limit of ordinary people with a little practice.

The first soul ring reached a terrifying 1,100 years, the first case in the Soul Martial Continent, so how do others estimate his second soul ring?

What's more, this man now has more qilin lines after the secret method "Body Tempering" than before. The power of the five internal organs is activated, and the number of years he can bear the spirit ring will inevitably increase significantly.

Bai Yingyue's eyes flickered and she couldn't help guessing.

Two thousand years?

No.

Two thousand five hundred years?

It seems that I can't help it, I underestimate him too much.

It won't be able to reach three thousand years, that would be too terrifying, already comparable to the fourth soul ring age of elite soul masters.

As for four thousand years, Bai Yingyue thinks it is absolutely impossible, this is already the limit year for the fourth soul ring.

Whether she is the Holy Maiden of this temple or the arrogance of other top powers on the mainland, they must stop here.

Di Weiyang held back for a long time, and finally let out a cold voice: "Your situation is special, it is difficult to estimate, you need to find the limit through fighting."

"Okay." Luo Fanchen nodded: "But before I get the soul ring, I'll let the little loach have a good time hunting it down so that it can complete its evolution."

His two-meter-long little loach is already hungry and thirsty.

The silver-haired woman with the weird golden mask who followed secretly, seeing that she hadn't gained anything, couldn't help being bored and disappointed, and was about to withdraw and leave.

Hearing what Luo Fanchen said, he stopped in his tracks.

Martial Soul, evolution?