Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

"Luo boy, you tried your best, it's okay."

The ancestor of the Diao clan comforted him, "Even the injuries you cured are not something that my Heavenly Monarch cultivation can heal."

"Don't be unwilling. Do you know what level of existence left these dragon-suppressing nails and claw marks?"

The Grand Marshal's dead silver eyes suddenly rippled, and he shouted, "Shut up."

"Ugh."

Diao Lingyun let out a long sigh and didn't continue speaking.

Luo Fanchen didn't know what the story was, but looking at the claw marks on the Grand Marshal's abdomen, he could faintly sense the spread of dragon energy.

Among the dragon clans in the divine world, who can be a rival to the Grand Marshal? Perhaps only the Dragon God.

Could it be...

Luo Fanchen was startled.

But why would the Dragon God hurt his own daughter!

If it was a scratch from the Dragon God, then it would explain why Marshal Qing was unwilling to mention the origin of the injury.

Seeing that Diao Lingyun and the others were going to take him deeper and get to know the biggest secret of the Soul Beast Oasis, Luo Fanchen suppressed his curiosity and wanted to deal with the matter at hand:

"Grand Marshal, can you let me try again?"

The Grand Marshal's white lotus feet paused in the void. He turned slowly, his black skirt fluttering in the wind. He was like a legendary fairy in the mortal world, independent and aloof from the world.

She shook her head slowly.

"Your time is precious. There is no need to waste it on this Marshal."

Diao Lingyun also said: "The Grand Marshal's wound is attached with the opponent's divine path. Either your cultivation level is similar to that of the perpetrator and you spend time to erase these paths, or your cultivation level is equal to or higher than theirs and you can erase them forcefully. Otherwise, it will never heal."

"The Grand Marshal has been guarding the forbidden land over there, so even if it took ten thousand years, he could only alleviate this injury a little. Now that you haven't entered the realm of God, it's already a miracle that you can heal other injuries."

"I've offended the Grand Marshal!"

Luo Fanchen didn't say much.

I couldn't bear to see this beautiful woman who had helped me so many times suffer so much.

Every time he saw the Grand Marshal, especially when he met those dead silver eyes, he felt a pang of heartache for no reason.

His right hand flashed with eight-colored divine light, and eight holy dragon shadows swam around, transforming into a magical colorful vortex, generating a devouring force, and directly covered the claw marks on the Grand Marshal's lower abdomen.

The Ancestral Dragon Swallowing Heaven Art was activated with full force.

Diao Lingyun was stunned.

I didn't expect Luo Fanchen to be so bold that he actually dared to put his palm on the Grand Marshal's lower abdomen.

Throughout the God Realm and Soul Martial Continent, no god or person dared to do this, Luo Fanchen was the first one, so bold and reckless!!!

The Grand Marshal was also visibly stunned. He didn't expect Luo Fanchen to dare to do this.

She frowned slightly behind her mask, feeling a little uncomfortable with such skin contact, and wanted to avoid it immediately.

But seeing Luo Fanchen's pure eyes, which seemed to show his only concern for her, she suppressed her discomfort and wanted to see what Luo Fanchen would do next.

"Roar--"

The roars of eight holy dragons were heard, and the colorful whirlpools they created desperately absorbed the divine power that was like tarsal poison on the claw marks of the Grand Marshal.

"Roar--"

A terrifying pitch-black force surged out from the claw marks, and seemed to condense into a terrifying dragon shape. As it roared, the eight holy dragon shadows trembled continuously and almost collapsed in an instant.

Diao Lingyun was just about to sigh in admiration at how perfectly Luo Fanchen had utilized the power of the eight holy dragons, but her expression changed when she saw this scene.

"not good!"

"Quickly stop using this trick, or you will suffer the backlash!"

However, Luo Fanchen seemed to have been mentally prepared. After seeing the strange dragon shadow that frightened the eight holy dragons, he became more certain of his guess.

Seeing that the eight holy dragon phantoms were defeated and he was about to suffer backlash, he raised his eyes and revealed a faint smile to the Grand Marshal.

"rest assured."

"The claw marks have been bandaged."

Diao Lingyun was stunned, and said hastily: "Do you know what you are talking about, kid? This is the wound left by the Dragon God..."

Before she finished her words, she saw a colorful dragon flying out from Luo Fanchen's palm again. It was the Ancestral Dragon Martial Spirit that had evolved to its eighth form.

With a roar,

The domineering and strange dragon shadow attached to the claw marks lost its momentum, as if it was suppressed.

"Swish!"

The six-petaled red lotus of karmic fire and the six-petaled white lotus of purifying annihilation flew out at the same time, accurately releasing the power of karmic fire and purification, and joined forces to "surround and beat" the domineering and strange dragon shadow.

"Boom boom boom——"

Although the Dragon God's cultivation was extremely high, the divine power he left behind was far beyond the reach of Luo Fanchen, who was at the peak of the demigod level.

But facing Zulong and Honglian, Bailian's beating was instantly at a disadvantage, its ferocity faded, and it fled like a stray dog.

Seeing this scene, Luo Fanchen smiled calmly.

Since you don't want to disappear,

Well, I'd just like to ask my useless children to have a good talk with you.

The look in Diao Lingyun's beautiful eyes became more and more brilliant.

Luo Fanchen hasn't made a breakthrough yet. Can all his methods combined be able to restrain the methods left behind by the Dragon God?

What would happen if he were allowed to condense his own divine way?

What level of Shinto must it be!

Diao Lingyun couldn't imagine,

Because in the divine world, the divine way condensed by the Dragon God and the Emperor is top-notch. If one more person is counted, it is the divine way of the mind and power of the fox clan's ancestors.

As half a day passed,

The last strange dragon shadow let out a mournful cry and was completely dissipated by the Red Lotus, White Lotus and Ancestral Dragon.

What made Diao Lingyun feel incredible was that, not only did Luo Fanchen clear away the power, but he actually did not waste any of it and absorbed it all.

The aura of the thirty-sixth grade green lotus strengthened a little, the body of the Ancestral Dragon Martial Spirit lengthened, and the colorful aura emanating from its scales became deeper.

Luo Fanchen's inner world has been filled with divinity. The Eighteen-Layered Heavenly Palace is now comparable to a divine palace, and his soul power is comparable to that of a true god.

Diao Lingyun was more and more shocked: "Good fellow, the polluted Dragon God power has become his nourishment."

"I feel that if this guy breaks through to the god level, the power flowing in his body will far exceed the power of God!"

Luo Fanchen activated the Green Lotus, and rich divine light gathered on the Grand Marshal's lower abdomen. The hideous scars that had plagued him for thousands of years were slowly repaired.

The cold white skin exudes a cool and beautiful luster, and is like a flawless jade, blooming with its due brilliance.

The beauty made Luo Fanchen slightly dazed.

What a nice view!

Resisting the urge to pinch it, he pulled his hand back.

However, the silky touch still makes people feel excited.

Diao Lingyun bewitched and said, "It's so white and tender, don't you want to touch it?"

Luo Fanchen nodded.

"think."

"???"

Diao Lingyun was shocked. She thought this kid would be sanctimonious, but turned out to be so honest?

Don’t you want to live?

The Grand Marshal didn't react at all, his silver eyes staring at Luo Fanchen.

Luo Fanchen said bluntly: "The Marshal has such a beautiful body, I'm sure no one in the world would not be tempted by him. If you don't want to touch him, you must be lying."

Diao Lingyun saw that Luo Fanchen's eyes were full of admiration, and there was no lust in them. She nodded slightly: "I seem to know why Jiuer likes you so much."

"but……"

"I recorded everything you said just now, and I will show it to her."

Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched,

Do not!

Don't force me to kill anyone... I beg you on my knees!

Luo Fanchen was about to help the Grand Marshal remove the nine blood-colored dragon-suppressing nails but was stopped by the Grand Marshal.

"No need!"

"Back then, the Weird Clan released these nine Dragon Suppressing Nails in order to seal my cultivation and capture me."

"But we have also used these nine dragon-suppressing nails. You have come into contact with the Holy Space Dragon, so you must know a lot about the Space-Time Isolation Array."

"Kong Kong splits his body to form the center of the formation. I and these nine dragon-suppressing nails are also the moving centers of the formation."

"This great space-time formation has been tainted with some of their own strange race's own aura, making it even more difficult to grasp."

Luo Fanchen suddenly realized and sighed secretly.

These people are the unsung heroes. Over the past tens of thousands of years, countless lives in the Soul Martial Continent have experienced birth, old age, sickness and death, but they know nothing about their deeds.

"Mortal world."

"what?"

Luo Fanchen looked at the Grand Marshal.

"Thank you."

The Grand Marshal's jade fingers lightly touched her lower abdomen. It seemed that it had been so long that she had even forgotten what it was like to be without any injuries.

Diao Lingyun said: "Boy, when you think that the Space-Time Array is no longer necessary, you can help the Grand Marshal remove the Dragon Suppression Nail!"

The Grand Marshal shook his head: "Don't put so much pressure on him, he only needs to be responsible for himself, we are all volunteers, he doesn't owe us anything."

"I have been here for ten thousand years, what's wrong with that?"

Luo Fanchen's eyes were firm, and he said slowly: "I won't let you suffer for another ten thousand years."

"Ten thousand years is too long,"

"I am impatient and I seize every moment."

The Grand Marshal's silver eyes moved slightly, and he moved his feet towards the depths of the jungle, his voice still cold and indifferent:

"follow me."

"Shh!"

Through the space passage that the Grand Marshal had torn apart in the deepest part of the Soul Beast Oasis, Luo Fanchen discovered an iron door that was entangled in black chains and stood alone in the void...