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

Countless people in major cities looked up to the sky.

Seeing the ferocious and strangely smiling Soul Saint of the Blood Demon Cult, his body trembled. Ordinary people had the deepest fear in their souls towards the ferocious Blood Demon Cult.

"how so!"

"Have the battle lines been lost?"

"Why did the blood demon demon lurk here!"

"Are we abandoned?"

Shouts of terror rang out in the streets of major cities and villages. Faced with such a terrifying blood demon, they even had their legs and feet numb with fear and did not dare to run away.

Feeling the fear of the people, the Blood Demon cultists let out excited and strange howls, spread their arms, and absorbed the breath of fear, with eyes full of enjoyment.

"Jie Jie Jie, stupid and lowly mortals, I have no interest in taking your lives. I will broadcast the battle to you in the name of the leader."

"Keep your eyes wide open and watch carefully. Watch the beings you believe in fleeing the battlefield like rats and eking out an ignoble existence. Watch the strong men you believe in die in despair one by one."

The people, the weak soul masters who had not participated in the battle, looked up at the projection in the sky and saw the powerful White Tiger Emperor leading the demons to suppress the realm on the battlefield.

Compared to the brutal and terrifying deformed monsters, it looks far more terrifying than the righteous way.

The people didn't understand how big the difference in strength was, but when they saw that the Blood Demon Cult was so rampant and confident, everyone began to panic, and they became leaderless.

"Is the Soul Martial Continent coming to an end today?"

"Will the world become a world of demons in the future?"

The most well-informed people in Hunwu Continent knew that Luo Fanchen had resurrected from the dead and won the championship of the four major military region competitions. Some people knew nothing about it and thought that Luo Fanchen had died during the World Championships.

"Where's Luo Zhuangyuan?"

"Is he gone?"

"Hey, aren't you making things difficult for Luo Zhuangyuan? These demons from the Blood Demon Sect have been cultivating for many years. Luo Zhuangyuan has only been cultivating for so many years. How can he participate in such a battle?"

The people who knew about Luo Fanchen's resurrection saw that he did not appear on the battlefield, and most of them did not blame him because the other party had already paid too much for them.

The outcome of such a battlefield cannot be decided by Luo Fanchen, a young man. It's not that he is not strong enough, but that the enemy has an absolute age advantage. There is no way.

"Luo Zhuangyuan was not seen on the battlefield, so is he really hiding his capabilities and biding his time?"

Some people eagerly searched for Luo Fanchen's figure. They had only heard of legends before, but now they wanted to pay homage to his face, but they could not find it.

At the same time that he understood Luo Fanchen's choice to escape, he also felt a trace of inexplicable loss and frustration.

Even Luo Zhuangyuan did not choose to participate in the war, which shows that he really has no hope for victory in this war, so this is the last time for mortals like them.

Some people are crying loudly,

Some people also began to say goodbye to their loved ones, or even apologize for things they had done in the past.

Of course, some soul masters roared in their respective cities:

"Everyone is crying like crazy. The battle hasn't even started yet and you're already crying for yourself?"

The members of the Blood Demon Cult were scornful from a distance and laughed sarcastically: "Since our Blood Demon Cult dares to broadcast it to the entire continent, how can we not be sure of victory?"

"Even if the gods from the upper world come down to the lower world today, I can't even hope to win if the King of Heaven comes!"

vast territory,

Hundreds of millions of people have numb scalps and cold bodies. They dare to be angry but dare not speak.

Staring at the projection in the sky,

The faces of Yang Tingjun and other sect leaders on the battlefield were ugly. It was not as simple as showing a broadcast. It was clearly a slap in their faces, which showed that the Blood Demon leader did not take them seriously at all, and looked like he would eat them to death.

"Today we are going to see what you, the henchmen of the Blood Demon Sect, who are trying to get along with foreigners, are capable of making such noise about!"

An Eight Desolation Halberd came out of the sky and hit the Blood Demon Cult camp. The one who shot it was the old gangster Zhan Doudou. In the one-eyed black hole, it seemed that there was a blazing flame of revenge. He was betrayed by the most trusted Emperor Xuanwu. In order to cover their retreat and breakout, his relatives and friends suffered numerous casualties. He could not sleep day and night, only looking forward to the opportunity to take revenge on Emperor Xuanwu.

"Roar--"

The light of the underworld flickered in the void, and as Emperor Xuanwu waved his hand, the dragon python was entangled on the back of the turtle, blocking the Eight Desolations Destruction Halberd.

The extraordinary war in the sky is about to begin.

Storms and clouds swept across, energy exploded, and the void collapsed.

The people below could no longer see the battle situation in the air a thousand meters above.

"kill!"

Below, the young monk, Long Youwei, the Scourge Knight, Gui Miesheng, Yang Xiruo, Berry Berry, and Xiao Keba all lead the way towards the demon army with their auras flowing through the rainbow and their blood boiling.

"Boom boom boom——"

The battlefield seemed to have turned into a meat grinder,

Arms kept flying out, internal organs, and bodies exploding, filled with evil energy and hatred.

"Shhh-"

Lin Shengyi held up the Great Wilderness Purple Qi Cauldron with one hand. The purple qi inside the cauldron turned into purple clouds and flew out, raining down rain and increasing the healing power of millions of soul masters.

At this moment, the hearts of the soul master warriors were filled with gratitude to Luo Fanchen.

Now on the battlefield below, there are young monks leading the team, and they obviously have the upper hand. If the top ten sequences are still alive, then the situation will be reversed.

They were not blind and could see that although Luo Fanchen did not come, most of the people on the front line seemed to be goddesses who had an affair with Luo Fanchen.

It is difficult for the young master of the Huang family to even express a complete sentence, but he is unstoppable in killing enemies.

A pair of jade hands moved the seven-color phoenix flame, burning the Blood Demon Cult members, killing to protect lives. In order to protect the warriors and the territory behind him, Huang Ninger could not bear it in his eyes, but his attack was extremely ruthless, smashing a Taoist cult to pieces. All deformed bodies.

"Donor, I'm sorry!"

The little monk Di Chenyao clasped his hands together and transformed into the true form of the Buddha. Every time the golden Tathagata palm was struck, pieces of demons would explode.

I never stopped apologizing, and I never stopped killing.

The Fairy Boy of Three Consciousnesses cast the Nine Levels of Disillusionment, and mental fluctuations swept through the nearby battlefield. I thought that the attack was cruel enough, but out of the corner of my eye I noticed the dark saint Berry Berry on the battlefield not far away and Yang Xiruo, who looked like a crazy gunman. trembling.

How cruel!

The Third Sense Fairy Boy felt that what he should consider was not how to catch up with Luo Fanchen, but to ensure that he would not be caught up and beaten by Luo Fanchen's women. How could this guy improve other people's strength to such an extent!

terrible!

The people were a little surprised, with joy on their brows.

How could the Blood Demon Sect make loud noises but not raindrops? They were the ones who were suppressed in the first place!

At this time, the black mist in the distance gradually covered the battlefield. Although it was thin and not enough to block the sight, it was inexplicably suppressive. The young monk and others felt a strange corrosive force suppressing their strength.

The deformed Blood Demon Cult Leader howled excitedly, and his combat power was greatly enhanced.

"Roar--"

The matter didn't stop there. Four strange and ferocious roars came from the black mist. Under the concussion of the sound waves, the young monks had splitting headaches, their blood trembled, and they felt a super high level suppressing them.

The people's hearts trembled.

The two sides of the battle in the sky were inseparable from each other. Yang Tingjun gave a cold shout.

"Ancestor please take action!"

Wind and clouds gathered in the nine heavens, and terrifying streams of light flew from the distance.

"You are the only one with the sect's background to invite an old man to die?"

Guan Canghai sneered and raised the Chixiao Heaven-Destroying Sword. The sword's light split open the control and sent out a signal. The same terrifying stream of light suddenly came to support from the distance...

The leader of the Blood Demon Cult, the paper man, never made a move, with a strange smile on his face and his eyes rolling around.

Tsk tsk,

There are two missing, and it seems that there are two missing people.

The female Pope and the Divine Phoenix Empress never appeared...