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

The dead silver eyes under the mask of the mysterious woman shone slightly.

But soon it fell silent again.

What the other party mentioned should be Martial Soul evolution, not the bloodline evolution she wanted.

Martial Soul evolution is rare in the folks of the Soul Martial Continent, but it is relatively common among top forces.

The angelic Martial Soul of the temple has two wings on its back when it first awakens, and it evolves into four wings when it reaches the fourth-level soul venerable, and an additional pair of wings grows every time it rises to a higher level.

Until becoming the ninth-order Transcendent, the Martial Soul will reach its ultimate form, the twelve-winged angel.

In this process of Martial Soul evolution, the bloodline has not changed in any way.

The potential is always the twelve-winged angel, but at the beginning, the body of a mortal cannot directly bear the ultimate form of the angel Martial Soul, so only the wings are displayed.

Bloodline evolution is different,

Soul Martial Continent has no way to evolve bloodlines at all.

The evolution of the bloodline will break the shackles of the ultimate form of Martial Soul, and change the upper limit of your Martial Soul potential from twelve-winged angels to fourteen-winged and sixteen-winged.

The reason why the Great Emperor countries and Sects are so prosperous is because their blood potential is strong enough, while the common people's blood is weak.

There is no way to evolve bloodlines. The poor can only rely on upgraded. Once upgraded to a powerful bloodline, you will have more children and grandchildren to pass on this bloodline, and then you will have the qualifications to become a nobleman.

The mysterious golden-faced woman's eyes were lonely.

Not to mention that it is impossible for mortals to have the method of bloodline evolution, even if gods can do it, there are not many.

Gods also have limits, even if they are gods, it is absolutely impossible to create bloodlines stronger than dragon gods, and it is even more impossible to evolve bloodlines of this personality.

So when she saw this human youth for the first time, she was shocked and surprised.

But it was just an accident.

Although that bloodline was inconceivably nobler than the dragon god, it was too thin.

The potential contained in it may be very strong for mortals, but in her opinion, it is far from enough, a little worse.

Don't say it's worse, even if it's a little bit worse, it's as difficult as going up to the sky,

Thinking of hearing the young man mentioning the evolution of Martial Soul just now, she was confused and her mind was agitated. The mysterious woman shook her head and sighed, feeling that she was too whimsical.

What Shendu cannot do, how can mortals do it.

The beautiful silver eyes under the woman's golden face became even more dim and silent, hiding an indescribable loneliness and disappointment.

She looked up, and the three of Luo Fanchen had disappeared into the shadow of the jungle to hunt down spirit beasts.

Do you still need to follow up?

Don't need it.

The black gauze skirt of the mysterious golden-faced woman swayed, and her enchanting and perfect body disappeared into the void.

...

"???"

In the shade of the greenery, Luo Fanchen looked at the big black mouse, at least one meter long, lying at his feet with a question mark on his face.

The big black mouse was on its belly, its four claws and its slender tail were twitching non-stop, unconscious.

"Anyway, you are also a 1,600-year-old bloodthirsty rat. You fell down before I made a move?"

Luo Fanchen was speechless. Just now, such a big black mouse suddenly jumped out of the ground and rushed towards him with its sharp teeth. He was really startled.

Subconsciously urging Qilin Wen to fight back.

As a result, as soon as his back glowed red, the bloodthirsty vile rat fell straight on the ground, and began to twitch violently.

"Hey, look, teacher, it's starting to foam." Bai Yingyue stood beside the female pope, calling out curiously.

"Brother Mouse, timidity is a disease, you can't go on like this, brother has to help you cure it."

Luo Fanchen sighed, then picked up a big rock and slammed it on the bloodthirsty rat's head.

"boom!"

The ground shook, and the bloodthirsty rat kicked its legs suddenly, and its body was completely stiff.

Luo Fanchen shook his head: "Look, don't drink soup, don't take medicine, physical therapy is more effective, this time don't smoke."

The corners of the pope's rosy lips moved slightly.

Bai Yingyue couldn't help laughing, she was amused by Luo Fanchen's operation.

But soon she felt something was wrong, she hadn't forgotten what happened more than a month ago, and forced her laughter back.

Luo Fanchen didn't look at the two women, and sighed:

"Brother Shu, you cured all your illnesses for you, it would be a bit embarrassing not to stand up and thank you brother."

Treating a minor illness smashed your skull, and you still want someone to thank you? The corners of Bai Yingyue's mouth twitched, and she couldn't hold back anymore.

"Shua!"

The bloodthirsty rat didn't respond, and a circle of light purple soul ring floated up.

Luo Fanchen stared, with an exaggerated expression: "Brother Shu, you are doing well, why did the spirit ring suddenly appear?"

"Hey, it's easy to treat your illness. You don't need to donate all the rings to thank you. I'm sorry to accept it, buddy."

"Whoosh!"

He pushed his hand to refuse, and the two-meter-long green-scaled snake flew out quickly, emitting three-color light all over his body, like a bandit who hadn't seen a woman in thirty years, opened his mouth wide, creating a huge suction force, and sucked the bloodthirsty rat's soul ring and Blood Qi was sucked into the mouth.

"Puchi!"

"It's too rascal. You say no, but your body is honest."

Bai Yingyue couldn't hold back anymore, she covered her moist peach lips with her little white hand, and let out a sweet and ethereal laugh.

"This bloodthirsty rat will probably have to scold you all the time until it's reincarnated."

Recently, the female pope was upset because she went back to the Temple of Light to deal with trivial matters, and the coldness on her face melted a lot when Luo Fanchen teased her.

"It's all swallowed by the little loach. What does it have to do with me?"

Luo Fanchen thought to himself: The ice was broken successfully.

This time we don't have to continue the cold war. In his previous life, he had no confidence in other things, and he was barely capable of flirting with girls.

"Shua Shua!"

The aura of the green-scaled snake strengthened, and the third ray of light on its body became deeper, and its two-meter-long body expanded to two meters one.

Bai Yingyue couldn't help but said: "Senior brother, it's handsome and shabby now, long and thick, it's impolite for you to call it little loach again."

Luo Fanchen joked: "How about that called a boa constrictor?"

"Eh..." The girl rolled her eyes, deeply doubting Luo Fanchen's naming ability: "Then you might as well be called Little Loach."

"Wait, let me think again."

The girl curled her lips: "Come on, I don't have any expectations for your naming level."

Luo Fanchen said with a smile: "What do you think of calling it the Primal Chaos Dragon?"

"hiss--"

Bai Yingyue took a deep breath, and felt that the force of the name had been improved too much, heaven and earth.

Just now it was bad, and now it is scary.

"Ancestor Dragon, Ancestral Dragon, the ancestor of ten thousand dragons."

"The Canglong Great Emperor doesn't even dare to give himself such an arrogant name as Martial Soul."

"Brother, how dare you, you call it Zulong, if other dragon soul masters hear about it, can't they come and beat you to death?"

The female pope remained silent and remained silent, her phoenix eyes flashed a bright light, she thought that Luo Fanchen didn't seem to be joking just now, but really intended to call Zulong.

Is it arrogance, or true self-confidence?

Luo Fanchen shrugged: "So, the little loach is still cute and low-key."

Bai Yingyue pointed at the mighty little snake with green scales, puffing her cheeks: "Do you see how cute it is? It's so long and hard."

Luo Fanchen sighed:

"Let's go find the next 'sick' soul beast, devouring 1,500-year-old bloodthirsty rats, the evolution rate is too small, and the little loach has become a picky eater."

When the three of them were about to walk out of here, the female pope's phoenix eyes suddenly became sharp, and suddenly swept in a direction.

"Who?"