blogombal Chapter 983
Chapter 983
Luo Fanchen's words fell into Xiong Dashuai's ears, as if he was saying, get out of the way, I'm going to start showing off, get out of the way.
I don't know if it's awkward or not.
He's really awesome.
Xiong Dashuai thought that Luo Fanchen would probably be looked down upon by the Pope and the Saint after he said this, but the two women not only didn't look down upon him, but their eyes became solemn instead.
Others may not understand, but they know Luo Fanchen's temper too well.
Bai Yingyue blinked her beautiful eyes and said happily:
"Brother, it seems that you have gained a lot from going out this time!"
Luo Fanchen smiled and said, "Not bad."
"Wei Yang and Junior Sister, you might as well guess."
Xiong Dashuai's eyes were confused,
The Saint called the master brother, the Pope teacher, and the master called the Pope Wei Yang, calling them by their names, what is the relationship between these three people.
His CPU was almost burned out and he still didn't figure it out.
Your circle is so messy!
Seeing that Luo Fanchen asked the two of them to guess,
Di Weiyang said, "Fanchen, after one and a half months of separation, I think that with your talent, you must have broken through to the level of transcendence, and it is not far from the realm of gods!"
Bai Yingyue's lips twitched, and the black-bellied master was sick again!
Predicted the operation of the senior brother!
Luo Fanchen, who was ready to show off in front of people, was directly embarrassed in place, his eyes dull, "Weiyang, if you guess like this, it will be meaningless!"
"You haven't cultivated to the level of transcendence yet?"
Even with Di Weiyang's temperament, under the cold and elegant grace, there was a faint smile. Seeing this guy being humiliated was undoubtedly a fun thing in the tense life.
Luo Fanchen had a black line on his face and whispered:
"Some people are sick of black bellies, and the conversation is dead today."
"Fanchen, what are you talking about?"
Di Weiyang's lips overflowed with a stunning and kind smile.
Bai Yingyue and Luo Fanchen looked at each other and took a half step back at the same time. Luo Fanchen kicked out at the same time, kicking the bewildered Xiong Dashuai forward.
"Plop!"
Xiong Dashuai, who had just stood up not long ago, knelt down decisively again. No matter what happened, as long as this Dashuai knelt down quickly enough, no one would want to murder me! !
"Brother, how many levels have you broken through?"
"The further you go, the harder it is to practice. You probably don't have the opportunity of divine empowerment like me. It's not easy to break through one or two levels in a month and a half."
Bai Yingyue was afraid that Luo Fanchen would be really stimulated and sad, so she quickly comforted him.
If his wings were not strong enough, he would have looked up and glared at Di Weiyang to make the decision for his brother, don't force me to slap you!
Di Weiyang didn't say it,
but he was really curious about Luo Fanchen's progress in cultivation.
Luo Fanchen shook his head and said, "I haven't even broken through to the supernormal level, so I won't show off."
As soon as these words came out, Di Weiyang, who was curious in her heart, was really "disgusted".
He who brings trouble upon himself will suffer.
If she hadn't given the silver mask to this guy, how could he not see through the cultivation of the Soul Saint and shoot himself in the foot.
The silver mask was given, and the precious female apprentice was also lost.
"Boom!"
Luo Fanchen was just a symbolic joke, and the next moment he released a surging soul power, sweeping around, blowing Di Weiyang and Bai Yingyue's hair up, and the master and apprentice exuded amazing charm.
"Swish!"
Di Weiyang waved his hand casually, and the light golden light film instantly covered the entire Saint's bedroom to prevent Luo Fanchen's breath from escaping.
Xiong Dashuai's pupils contracted,
This woman is far more terrifying than before!
When she beat up the Qilin Emperor, she actually held back?
It's terrible!
This kind of woman has such a close relationship with the master?
Xiong Dashuai's scalp was numb, and he had to be full of honey to think that he could come to this military camp to show off.
What level of network does the master have!
Only play high-end games!
Luo Fanchen's powerful soul power surged in the palace like a wave, Bai Yingyue's skin trembled, and she felt suffocated after breaking through level 85, and was completely suppressed.
She widened her beautiful eyes and looked at Luo Fanchen in disbelief.
The man's fingertips quickly surged with a touch of colorful true meaning.
The five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth flowed,
light and darkness intertwined, and the power of the seven attributes condensed a little brilliant true meaning, even the narrow and long phoenix eyes of the Pope condensed.
"Level 81."
"Title!"
"Brother, have you broken through to the eighth level?"
Bai Yingyue exclaimed.
And she could sense that Luo Fanchen's breakthrough was definitely not a forced one, and his foundation was so strong that it was unimaginable.
Her level 85 demon-level cultivation seemed too weak.
"The true meaning of the fusion of the seven ultimate attributes."
"The true meaning of the top grade."
The Di Weiyang who had attained the Dao and was deified had a venomous eye, and saw the most amazing thing about Luo Fanchen at a glance, and his phoenix eyes flashed.
ShePreviously, she had just deliberately exaggerated and said something sinister.
In fact, she had never expected that Luo Fanchen would break through five or six levels in a short period of one and a half months and directly reach the eighth level.
Di Weiyang and Bai Yingyue looked at each other, and there was an inexplicable color in their eyes.
In addition to Su Jiuer, there were also the dead Four Priests and Huang Yan, who were the ones who knew the history of Luo Fanchen's development best.
Less than two years ago, he was just a young man from a mountain village who had just awakened the two useless martial souls of Black Loach and Lotus and had no soul power cultivation.
Now his level and martial soul have evolved to a terrifying level that many soul masters cannot achieve in their lifetime.
He has also made a great name for himself on the continent.
Di Weiyang believed that he was not inferior to anyone in his life, and he had no rivals among his peers. He suppressed an era, and now he is making great strides. With his young body, he has proved his way to become a god and dominated the Soul Martial Continent.
But every time he saw Luo Fanchen, he felt a kind of pressure in his heart.
It was as if if she didn't work hard to practice, she would be surpassed by this kid.
In the past, she thought this sixth sense was ridiculous,
but now it is becoming more and more real.
While she was relieved, her self-esteem would not allow her to be easily surpassed.
Luo Fanchen did not use his martial soul,
because this room could not accommodate it.
With the purification power of the new form of Qinglian, he felt that he would be able to shine in the battle with the Blood Demon Cult and the Weird Clan.
"Where are the soul rings?"
Bai Yingyue asked: "Brother, your soul rings won't be 100,000 years old again, right?"
Luo Fanchen shook his head: "100,000 years is already a thing of the past."
"What do you mean..."
Bai Yingyue was stunned for a moment, a little afraid to guess.
"Shua shua shua——"
Luo Fanchen stepped lightly, and circles of soul rings under his feet moved out rhythmically, and the whole palace was directly rendered into a deep orange-red color.
There were a total of eight soul rings, seven of which were super orange-red soul rings.
"This... How many tens of thousands of years is this soul ring?"
Bai Yingyue's pupils contracted.
Di Weiyang was silent for a moment, and her red lips touched lightly:
"Four hundred thousand years?"