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

Chapter 767 The tacit understanding between the Pope and Luo Fanchen, the secret skill: Eye of the S

The leader of the Golden Emperor Sect, Jin Buyi, frowned and said, "This kid's martial soul has a poor bloodline, but the quality of his soul power is surprisingly good. There must be a special opportunity!"

"It's so amazing that those innate spiritual eyes can actually master illusions. There must be a chance to pass them on!"

"Only if Mengdangshan possesses the martial spirit of his arm, he can mutate it. What happened to this boy's whole body mutation!"

Jin Buyi's last words also caused doubts in the hearts of all the strong men. He stared at the ring. At this moment, Luo Fanchen's figure shrank and had returned to his normal appearance. He had an ordinary appearance, a naive look, and a look of harmlessness.

He doesn't look like the ferocious big-muscled tyrant just now.

"Accepted!"

Luo Fanchen cupped his hands and smiled kindly.

Then he jumped off the stage and returned to Feng Camp under the special gaze of the audience.

Seeing that nothing happened in Meng Dangshan, Meng Buliu was relieved, stroking his beard with his fingers and said: "This kid has either mastered a special physical secret skill, or he has a full-body martial spirit."

King Tianwu and others twitched their mouths, listening to your words as if they were listening to a single sentence.

Lin Dingtian shook his head: "It's not like the original martial spirit, it's more like a special secret skill. But our two major temples and the ten major sects don't have such a secret skill inheritance."

The evil-punishing elder was the first to shake his head: "My temple's secret method of divine coating does have the effect of amplifying the physical body, but it relies on the power of divine patterns, and there will be no flesh-and-blood transformation."

Other sect elders also shook their heads.

"It's a pity that this boy has spiritual eyes and a very good physical talent. However, the quality of his martial soul is a bit poor, and the configuration of his soul ring can only be said to be passable and average."

Looking at "Li Qing",

The big guys present all recalled the figure of a young man who was banished to immortality.

Meng Buliu muttered: "Do you feel that this Li Qing is very similar to that Luo Fanchen?"

Jin Buyi shook his head: "But it's not Luo Fanchen after all. Although that guy has spiritual pupils, they are not silver. He doesn't know illusions, and he never has such transformation methods."

The Mad King nodded: "Yes, other things can be fake. Can a martial spirit be fake? I haven't heard that that kid has the Qingluan Martial Spirit."

"And if he were Luo Fanchen, how could he hide this from me and everyone else?"

He gritted his teeth and sighed: "It's a pity that this kid is dead, otherwise I wish he was still alive."

Meng Buliu sighed: "I just said it looked like, but I didn't say it was. Why are you so excited?"

"It's a pity, the martial spirit is a little bit worse."

Zhan Doudou's right eye was hollow, and the remaining old eye blinked cynically and said with a smile: "If the martial spirit is not bad, why don't you hammer it into ashes for your disciples?"

The gangster is left speechless,

Lin Dingtian was a little suspicious.

Others saw Li Qing as having unparalleled strength, but he felt that the other person's old-fashioned temperament seemed familiar.

Three goals scored, three games played in the mountains,

At the last moment, just one word made Mengdang Shan suspicious, and he hesitated in his concentrated attack, causing the power of his fist to weaken a little, and finally let Li Qing "counterattack".

However, whether it is soul skills or appearance and height, he is not Luo Fanchen.

Lin Dingtian sighed, feeling regretful that he died so young.

From the corner of his eye, he noticed the slightly haggard elder sister Lin Shengyi and the cute little daughter Lin Keke. He was so angry that his teeth itched with hatred.

The female pope remained silent, her beautiful lips closed coldly.

The attention paid to Li Qing is the same as that of other people, no more, no less.

But there was a faint flash of arc in his eyes.

If Luo Fanchen was saved by the great marshal who cultivated himself to the heavens, and was lucky enough to survive, then according to his character, how could he miss the opportunity to participate in the grand martial arts competition.

Everyone present has an identity, but Li Qing seems to have appeared out of nowhere...

Di Weiyang had known Luo Fanchen since before he came out of the mountain, and she had even more information than Luo Fanchen's women. When all the suspicious people were eliminated, the only one left, even if it was the most unlikely, should be the answer.

Unless Luo Fanchen's strength hasn't been fully cultivated yet, he didn't come at all.

Di Weiyang regained her composure with her cold eyes, and sat firmly on the papal throne, looking down majestically.

Luo Fanchen naturally felt the strange gazes coming from countless people.

I'm already wearing a mask.

You won't be attracted by Canglong Old Dog again!

Before I even exerted my strength, you started making a commotion.

Luo Fanchen was really afraid of removing his disguise and revealing his true age and identity of seventeen and a half years old. Canglong Old Dog and the Blood Demon Church immediately came to skin him at all costs, including the Rain King and Crazy King, who were not good Something, and I don’t know if there are any evil spirits on the Zhengdao side who are secretly waiting for opportunities.

But Di Weiyang made a statue of him. I don’t know if it was a hint.

It actually made him hesitate a bit about the plan that was originally kept safely in the dark.

Luo Fanchen shook his head and looked at the situation first before finishing the first game.

"boom!"

The subsequent battle in the arena has also begun.

On the stage, a small area of ​​the sky was dark, shrouded in black clouds, and the purple thunder dragon crashed down.

The atmosphere was tense, and the soldiers screamed.

The Scourge Knight of the Temple of Light is like a god of thunder, with thunder and lightning surging all over his body, suspended in the air, and releasing rolling thunder and lightning with a wave of his hand.

Just like a nuclear bomb clearing the ground, it aims at the opponent and bombs them indiscriminately.

He was fried like coke and lay flat on the ring.

It seemed that he was deliberately trying to overpower Luo Fanchen and win in a more domineering way.

When he stepped down, the Scourge Knight didn't look at anyone, and returned to his original position with an indifferent expression.

I thought that Saint Bai Yingyue would look at him at least,

As a result, the saint's beautiful eyes were blank, looking at the empty land, thinking that if the smelly senior brother was still alive, he must have already shown off his power in the ring and was showing off!

"Wow--"

Wolf smoke fills the sky,

An iron-blooded war flag martial spirit suddenly emerged from the smoke in the arena, fluttering in the wind, and countless blue-black war knights seemed to appear in the void between the swings.

Lin Wuji showed off his majestic appearance, sweeping the Iron-Blooded Battle Flag and forcefully knocking his opponent off the ring.

It was rumored that the Shenxiao Sect had traveled miles away, and Yang Nie, who had returned to the peak of the eighth level, appeared on the stage next.

The martial soul turned out to be not the Purple Lightning Divine Sky Spear of the Shenxiao Sect, but an ordinary stone spear. When he swung the spear, no strange phenomena came out, but the opponent he fought hard was defeated step by step, and all his soul skills were used. Broken, and finally ended in hatred.

Yang Miao, the Fairy Boy of Three Senses, appeared on the stage. The third heavenly eye between his eyebrows did not open. He just stared with a pair of indifferent crystal pupils, and there were dazzling flowers in the pupils. The whole arena dimmed and countless pairs of crystal flower buds appeared.

The buds bloomed, and they turned out to be eyeballs, all staring at the opponent.

Tong Li showed his power, and under the shock, the eighty-eighth-level Panlong Sect genius was knocked unconscious.

The soldiers of the four major military regions were all frightened by this terrifying spiritual pupil method.

"This……"

"It's incredible!"

"How strong would this guy be if his eyes were opened?"

"This guy really has the ability to act cool!"

So far, the two leaders of Panlongying had lost their first battle, and they could only be expected to defeat another player in their respective groups.

He was so angry that his liver was trembling, what a sin, this was not as good as the performance of the traitor Meng Shang in the World Championship! !

He didn't bring Meng Shang out when he went out this time.

After all, it was a troubled time, and Meng Shang was using the soul bone attached to the tail given by Luo Fanchen to frantically seed the old man's family at home.

When Yang Mi stepped down from the stage, his cold and arrogant eyes glanced in the direction of Luo Fanchen and raised his eyebrows.

but did not speak,

The pupil power cultivation shown by the other party is interesting, but if you want Yang Mi to provoke him, Li Qing is not qualified yet.

Soon, more than ten groups led the first game to end, and the second game began.

sparkling water,

The three princesses of the Deep Sea Royal Court rode the wind and waves and stepped onto the ring again, facing their opponents harmlessly...

Luo Fanchen secretly activated his spiritual pupils this time,

Observing the special human silhouette martial spirit that Long Youwei was about to release, he tried to find the source of the abnormal movement of the Dragon King's soul bones.

He didn't care much about his soon-to-be-arrived second match opponent.

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