Twin god-level martial spirits shocked the Demon Emperor’s wife!

The teacher was very nervous, but the teacher was very polite.

Bai Yingyue smiled and comforted him: "Don't be so nervous, it's okay, my teacher is always easy to talk to."

Wu Ji's tense mood relaxed slightly.

"Ah."

Bai Yingyue put her jade finger on her lips, her beautiful eyes turned up and thought: "Because people who provoke the teacher usually die before they can even open their mouths."

Wu Ji was struck by a bolt from the blue, his heartbeat was super fast, and his body twitched uncontrollably.

Devil, are you all devils!!! The girl's lovely smile was more like the god of death smiling at him.

At this moment, he seemed to have seen Tai Nai.

Call him down to have a reunion dinner.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Blood Saint immediately abandoned the car to save the master, leaving everyone behind, and the soul power behind him condensed into a pair of blood-colored wings, and he flew away.

He cursed Wu Ji madly in his heart.

You are a thousand knives, you are not good at anything, you are the first to cause trouble, and you can find the head of the female pope to die?

It’s not enough to kill yourself, you want to take me with you.

Bai Yingyue smiled and pointed to the sky: "Teacher, that red-haired guy actually wants to escape. It seems that he knows you, but not much."

The female pope raised her stunning cold face and stared at the air.

"This saint doesn't believe it today. With my thirty years of skills and the protective treasures given by the elders of the church, I can't escape!"

The Blood Saint used the secret technique of burning blood, and fled desperately regardless of the loss. At the same time, he took out a blood-colored jade talisman from his arms and crushed it fiercely.

The space was torn, and a blood-colored portal appeared in an instant.

A strong murderous aura overflowed from the portal, as if a prehistoric beast was about to revive and descend.

"Who dares to touch the people of the Blood Demon Sect?"

Hearing the old voice coming from the portal, the Blood Saint was ecstatic.

I am saved, the elder is going to save me.

The female pope did not move, and said coldly across the air:

"I."

"Di Weiyang???"

The domineering and steady old voice suddenly rose a few notes, and the solid blood-colored portal shook violently.

The female pope still watched calmly, holding her shoulders with both hands, and tapping lightly with her jade fingers. At this time, half of the Blood Saint's body had already drilled into the portal.

"Get out, don't get close to me!"

"Bang!"

The loud noise spread.

The whole person of the Blood Saint was blown out, half of his face was cracked and bleeding, and there were bright shoe prints.

"Little brat, are you going to die or not? You dare to provoke anyone? You even want to bring the enemy back to the nest!!!"

Accompanied by the old voice that was as violent as thunder, the blood-colored portal quickly disintegrated and retreated like a tide.

"No!"

The Blood Saint rushed to the portal desperately, trying to grab this last straw, but the portal disappeared faster than he could escape.

He only had time to grab the last blood-colored light and shadow.

"I didn't go in."

"I haven't gone in yet!"

"I'm innocent. I didn't provoke anyone. I'm also a victim!!"

Luo Fanchen was shocked. Are these the legendary ten elders of the round table of the Blood Demon Cult who are so awesome? What about the status of being a big villain?

This is not the case.

"What a pity."

The female pope sighed lightly: "The old thief is smart. He decisively cut off the spatial connection and lost another opportunity to find the headquarters of the Blood Demon Cult."

She raised her slender jade finger and pointed it out in the air.

Space was blocked, and Xue Sheng was trapped in his original position. The surrounding space was like a solid wall pressing towards him.

"So, I can't escape!"

Xue Sheng looked desperate, and used up all the strength he had accumulated throughout his life to hysterically make his last words.

"Wu Ji, I'm so mad!"

"Boom!"

A ball of blood-colored fireworks exploded in the air, and angry voices kept echoing.

"Don't blame me."

"I'm innocent too, my stupid teammates misled me!!!"

Wu Ji burst into tears and was paralyzed by fear.

He really couldn't bear this high-end game, and he didn't even have a chance to operate.

"Your Excellency the Pope, I really didn't mean to offend you."

"It's okay, remember to be careful in the next life."

Di Weiyang's phoenix eyes flashed.

The space was torn apart, and the crack was like a black giant mouth opened by a beast, swallowing Wu Ji instantly.

She raised her finger to attack the other three evil soul masters, but let it go again.

Because the three had already fallen to the ground, frightened to death and their hearts stopped.

Sudden death.

Luo Fanchen swallowed his saliva.

He should reflect on whether he had spoken too loudly to Di Weiyang before.

He had no clear idea of ​​the female pope's strength before, but this time he saw it.

The other party killed the Soul Saint like killing a chicken, just a matter of moving a finger, no wonder the 800,000-year-old Qilin Venerable was willing to "borrow" her essence and blood.

After crossing over, the luck of the golden dragon filled his body, and everything went so smoothly that he overlooked one thing.

In his previous life, he failed to flirt with girls and was rejected at most. He could try and make mistakes endlessly, sum up his experience, and become more and more courageous until he made great progress.

If he fails in this life, he will be crushed to ashes.

The pope noticed the man's strangeness and frowned slightly: "Fanchen, are you uncomfortable?"

Hearing the concern hidden in this cold question, Luo Fanchen felt relieved. It was stable, so what was he afraid of?

"After absorbing the woman's martial spirit just now, I did feel a little bloated."

"Swish!"

Luo Fanchen's eyes flashed, and the pope's peerless and perfect body had flashed in front of him, and he could smell a special fragrance.

A pair of cold and smooth jade fingers rested on his wrist and then withdrew.

"It's okay, I checked it for you." The female pope reminded: "Don't absorb the evil soul master's martial soul next time, it's very dangerous."

"Okay, Wei Yang."

Luo Fanchen's mentality returned to normal, and he remembered the famous saying in his previous life: How bold the person is, how fertile the land is. As long as you are brave, the goddess will take maternity leave.

There is a long way to go, Jiuer is still waiting for him to break through to the seventh level.

"Let's go!" Bai Yingyue jumped over.

"Wait!"

Luo Fanchen shook his head and walked towards the remaining three evil soul masters who were motionless.

"They were all scared to death by the teacher, don't worry about it."

Watching the man deal with the three corpses without fear of trouble, Bai Yingyue was puzzled.

Luo Fanchen turned around and smiled:

"It's best to keep a good habit when killing people in the wild. You should finish off the enemy even if he dies, and it's best to scatter the enemy's ashes together."

"That way I can feel at ease. Otherwise, what if someone is not dead yet and comes out from the ground to take revenge on us or our relatives?"

Bai Yingyue opened her cherry lips slightly, stunned by the man's coquettish operation.

"That... I don't seem to have any relatives."

Luo Fanchen shrugged: "No, you still have a brother, and I really don't have any."

"Ah!" Bai Yingyue looked apologetic: "I still have a brother, I almost forgot about him, thank goodness he didn't hear it."

"Boom!"

"Done."

Luo Fanchen clapped his hands and walked back, stirring up a large cloud of white dust behind him, and the three corpses turned into ashes in the clouds.

Bai Yingyue's mouth twitched: "Teacher, why do I feel that my senior brother's martial soul, this style of destroying corpses and erasing traces..."

"It seems that he is the real evil soul master."

The female pope shook her head: "Yingyue, you overestimate evil soul masters."

"How mean, are you making fun of me behind my back?" Luo Fanchen walked over and tapped Bai Yingyue's forehead with his fingers.

Bai Yingyue stuck out her tongue:

"No, I just think that it's unfair for you to be in the white way with your talent. It's a pity not to be an evil soul master. I guess it's no problem to be a saint in the Blood Demon Sect."

"No!" Luo Fanchen glared: "You'd have to be crazy to go. I can see that evil soul masters are all a bunch of psychopaths."

He was a sea king in his previous life, not the director of a mental hospital. His appearance is very dangerous. If he gets liked by a female mentally ill boss there, who knows what he will experience.

The female pope looked thoughtful, obviously thinking about something.

Luo Fanchen thought to himself that this was not good. He wondered if they were really planning to get him into the Blood Demon Sect as an undercover agent. He suddenly became nervous.

"Awooo!"

Suddenly, a beast roared. Luo Fanchen was getting upset and turned around and said, "What are you barking about!"