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

Chapter 7 Consecration, Holy Son! Twin Martial Soul, The Beauty In The Dark

The villagers were shocked by Deva and dared not speak. Su Jiuer quietly retreated into the crowd.

Long Tao excitedly said to Luo Fanchen: "Shattered space! This is an incredible supernatural power. It must be a person above the ninetyth level of my temple. I came here specially for you!!"

The old man in gray walked out from the space crack with a young man in fine clothes.

The young man's expression was indifferent, his pupils were red gold, as if burning with flames, his spirit was extraordinary.

The two frowned after noticing the crude environment of Yuncun.

"The branch hall deacon Long Tao, pay my respects to the two adults." Long Tao knelt down and saluted.

The young man with red pupils said softly, "I, Huang Yan, the holy son of the temple, this is the fourth enshrinement of my teacher."

There was a bang in Long Tao's head.

Shengzi Huangyan! !

This is said to be one of the strongest geniuses in the world, the quasi-heir of the future Pope.

As for worship, what is worship?

Only the truly strong are worthy of consecration, for the world to admire and serve. Every consecration used to be the Elder of the temple, the existence that really stood at the top of the pyramid of the temple.

Now she retreats to the hall of worship and concentrates on practicing.

The strength of the great worship in the temple is even more unfathomable. In the past, the pope abdicated and his power suppressed him for a lifetime. Legend has it that he is infinitely close to the gods.

He was completely paralyzed, never expecting that such a terrifying existence would come out of such a piece of news, but when he thought of Luo Fanchen's Talent, he felt at ease.

Huang Yan said: "You spread the news that there is an unrivaled genius who is rare in a century? I passed by with my teacher, so I came here to take a look."

Long Tao nodded vigorously, pointed at Luo Fanchen and said:

"This is that heavenly genius, Martial Soul's awakening vision is astonishing, there is no one before, and there may be no one in the future."

"No one before? Oh, you dare to say it."

Huang Yan sneered, and didn't even bother to say anything, what kind of insight can a little deacon sit on and watch the sky.

Luo Fanchen saw the other party's expression clearly.

It's no wonder that Long Tao is not doing well outside, this holy son is obviously an arrogant person, you say that I am unprecedented, isn't that a slap in the face of him.

EQ is a good thing, alas...

Long Tao noticed that Huang Yan's voice had cooled down, and was at a loss for a while. Shouldn't he be happy that the temple has won the Tianjiao, and quickly explained:

"I report to the two adults that this Martial Soul's awakened golden light is as high as ten feet, and his level is ten colors and ten ranks. He is a heaven-defying god."

"Impossible!" The fourth priest opened his half-closed eyes, revealing a bright light: "Do you dare to take responsibility for this?"

Long Tao felt the great pressure, sweating profusely.

"Adults are aware, villains dare not tell half a lie."

The fourth priest smiled: "Huang'er, do you believe it?"

"Teacher, I don't believe it." Huangyan Chitong looked at Luo Fanchen and said, "Boy, release your Martial Soul."

Luo Fanchen frowned.

He was very happy that the big shot made a special trip to find him, but he didn't like the tone of the other party's speech.

But the comer was obviously strong, and he didn't want to cause trouble for Su Jiu'er because of the momentary strife.

"Shua!"

With a thought in Luo Fanchen's mind, while the soul power was surging, the Kang Changlong's chant sounded, and dazzling light emerged in the palm of his hand.

Such a strong Longwei.

Sifu and Shengzi's pupils contracted, and they stared intently at the past, but their faces darkened.

Huang Yan pointed at Martial Soul and said, "Long Tao, is this the unrivaled wealth you mentioned?"

Long Tao was dumbfounded, everyone was dumbfounded.

Su Jiuer and the villagers in the distance also rubbed their eyes, wondering if they had read it wrong.

At this moment, there is no real dragon Martial Soul, Luo Fanchen only has a small black loach less than half a foot in his palm, although it exudes pure dragon power.

But no matter how you look at it, it's neither fish nor fowl, and it's ridiculously weak.

Luo Fanchen was also a little dizzy. If the system hadn't said that he was the strongest god-level Martial Soul, he would doubt life now.

"Humph!"

Humming like thunder, the four priests looked displeased: "Long Tao, ten feet of golden light, this is the ten-colored Martial Soul? Is that all?"

"My lord, I don't know... I don't know what's going on either." Long Tao looked flustered and didn't know how to explain.

"False reporting is a capital offense."

Long Tao's face turned pale immediately, he knelt and climbed to Luo Fanchen's feet, grabbed his trouser legs and begged: "Dage, Dage, please explain to me! How did this happen?"

Luo Fanchen shook his head and retracted his legs. He didn't know what was going on, so it couldn't have been struck by lightning.

But Long Tao's death was indeed wronged.

"Actually, I have two Martial Souls." Luo Fanchen stretched out his left hand, a soft blue light flickered, the surrounding fragrance overflowed, and a six-petaled green lotus appeared.

"Twin Martial Soul? It's the legendary twin Martial Soul!!!" Long Tao was overjoyed, feeling that the dark world was bright again.

"And Martial Soul?" Shengzi Huangyan was taken aback.

"Ok?"

The four priests took a step forward to confirm, and sighed: "I didn't expect that there would be twin Martial Soul owners in such a remote place. It's really rare."

"but……"

"That's all."

Isn't the twin Martial Soul not strong enough? Long Tao felt dissatisfied and wanted to question him, but he hesitated to speak, not daring to confront him.

The four priests seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and judged indifferently:

"The weakest martial soul category in the world is recognized as plants, and his green lotus is useless, not even as good as a vine. If it has healing effects, it can be used as an auxiliary soul master."

Luo Fanchen's demeanor remained unchanged, not surprised by favor or insult, but Su Jiu'er's beautiful eyes hidden in the crowd had already been erected, and she was very displeased.

It was also difficult for Long Teng to accept the judgment of the abandoned Martial Soul, and said anxiously: "My lord, you might as well use the bronze pillar to verify it on the spot."

"No need to waste time."

The four priests shook their heads: "Twin Martial Souls must be two Martial Souls of similar grade. Even if this loach is pure in dragon power but coexists with Qinglian, it is destined to be just a waste Martial Soul with no development potential. It is not worth spending resources to cultivate."

"But..." Long Tao still wanted to speak.

"Presumptuous!" Huang Yan yelled coldly: "My teacher is so knowledgeable that he would lie to you?"

"boom!"

Dazzling white light radiated in all directions, and a four-winged angel surrounded by fiery flames manifested behind Huang Yan.

His red pupils radiated infinite confidence, and he said majesticly: "Did you see, this is the real top nine Martial Soul."

"Ugh—"

Another round of golden scorching sun manifested on Huang Yan's head. He opened his arms and said:

"Big sun candle."

"See, this is the real top twin Martial Soul."

The villagers' eyes were shocked, and Long Tao was also very shocked.

But he still vaguely felt that although the Holy Son's Martial Soul was very strong, it paled in comparison to Luo Fanchen's previous big commotion.

"Why show off the gold mountain to beggars, Huang'er, you are too handsome, let's go." The four priests reprimanded, but in fact their eyes were satisfied.

Compared with the prestige of the Holy Son, Luo Fanchen, who has loach in his left hand and Qinglian in his right hand, looks shabby, but he doesn't have too much trouble in his heart, and he even wants to laugh a little.

Holy Son? Behavior is a bit naive, just a child's state of mind.

He has strong confidence in the path of his own strong man, this holy son will not be his goal.

When the four priests raised their hands, the space shattered to reveal a black hole. He stepped forward with Huang Yan and threw something at Luo Fanchen.

"Boy, this dragon's blood is given to you. After taking it, what good fortune is depends on you. Do whatever you want, and you don't have to be grateful to Dade."

Luo Fanchen took it subconsciously. It was a transparent vial, which contained a whole bottle of scarlet liquid.

The four offerings and the Holy Son disappeared instantly.

A beautiful figure who had been watching for a long time in the dark of Yuncun was about to come out, but was held back by a beautiful woman in palace attire beside her.

"Leave? Just leave like this?" Long Tao smiled bitterly again and again: "What's the matter with your Martial Soul?"

Luo Fanchen put away the Martial Soul, held the vial, and said casually, "Maybe it was destroyed by lightning."

Thinking of the terrible punishment of heaven, Long Tao trembled suddenly. Could it be that the foundation of this unprecedented ten-colored Martial Soul was abruptly destroyed by the punishment of heaven?

Degenerated into a useless Martial Soul in the short waiting time?

He secretly lamented the pain in the flesh, looking at Luo Fanchen's always calm face, Long Tao was surprised and couldn't help asking:

"It was supposed to be an unrivaled god-level Martial Soul, but it was reduced to a useless Martial Soul. It was enshrined and the Holy Son refused to despise it. Don't you feel sorry for it?"

The villagers couldn't bear it, and shook their heads in regret. Su Jiu'er also bit her lip, fearing that her little man would be hit, and worried in her heart.

"Hahaha."

Luo Fanchen smiled heartily, with an indescribably exiled Immortal temperament on his handsome face. He patted Long Tao on the shoulder, then walked out of the square, speaking freely and freely:

"Even if you are born as an ant, so what? Remember not to belittle yourself."

"Life is as thin as paper, but you should also have an unyielding heart."

"Weak but strong, the ambition not to fall into the blue sky."

The sound was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears, and everyone was moved after savoring its meaning.

Su Jiuer stared blankly at Luo Fanchen who had suffered so many things but still smiled freely and easily, her heart throbbed for the second time.

Long Tao was trembling all over, these words went straight to his soul, when it came to his heart, it was not because he was a commoner that he always underestimated himself.

Does he have unyielding heart and ambition?

If anything, he would have gone a long way.

Secretly paying attention to the lady in palace costume here, Gao Leng Jiaorong couldn't help but change color after hearing this.

Is this what a young man who has just been frustrated can say?

This kind of Transcendent heart, this kind of strong heart, it's amazing! !

As for the beautiful young girl next to the noble lady, the beautiful eyes of the exiled immortal young man in the field kept shining with splendor.

【Ding! Don't be surprised by favor or shame, laugh and watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court. 】

[The host has a firm will, comprehends the heart of the strong on his own, and inspires a hidden special reward: the chick knows the ambition of the great! 】

[Please receive the reward! 】

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