Twin god-level martial spirits shocked the Demon Emperor’s wife!

Chapter 512

"With your status, you can withstand my three bows?"

Wuming seemed to recognize the golden light covering Luo Fanchen's body and was extremely surprised.

Hundreds of thousands of spectators outside the venue looked at each other, but could not make sense.

If the previous battle between the Tianjiao was magnificent and shocking.

Then this silent struggle was beyond their understanding and they could not understand it at all, but the golden light covering Luo Fanchen's body made them feel powerful!

These two Tianjiaos are more evil than each other!

They felt that they had underestimated the number one Tianjiao of the Canglong Empire before!

The hunchbacked fat man Shi Potian opened his mouth: "Fuck, my assistant brother is a bit fierce, what kind of defense is this!"

"Can you block invisible and colorless attacks?"

He met Wuming in the first round, and almost died if he bowed a little more.

Three bows and he still can't be sent to the sky?

Only by experiencing it personally can you know how terrifying Wuming is.

I admire Luo Fanchen very much.

"Brother-in-law is awesome!!"

Yang Xiruo asked softly: "Brother, do you understand?"

"I don't understand."

Yang Jinghong replied confidently: "But brother-in-law must be awesome!!"

Yang Xiruo shook her head helplessly, and her beautiful eyes returned to the ring.

Thinking.

Mumbling to herself in a voice that only she could hear.

"Is this Wuming the same kind of person as me?"

In the audience, a young man with dense tattoos all over his body opened his mouth.

Looking at Luo Fanchen in surprise: "Fuck, it's too well hidden, buddy has this trick?"

"I didn't see it!"

Luo Fanchen sat calmly on the armchair, facing the surprise of the audience, he was unusually calm, looking at Wuming and said: "Three bows are done, what else do you have?"

Wuming restrained his emotions, and said in a hoarse voice: "What illusion makes you think I can only bow three times?"

It seems that because of Luo Fanchen's performance, she got her initial recognition.

It was a little more difficult to speak.

"Before the competition, I thought there must be someone who could withstand three bows, but I didn't expect it would be you who has no sect or school. I didn't expect someone to withstand three bows without any damage."

"You are qualified to see my true strength."

The audience was quiet at first, then it started to stir, holding their heads with both hands, feeling that things were a bit scary.

"Oh my god?"

"What does this guy mean?"

"The three bows before were just appetizers!"

"I thought it was a big move, but it was just a basic attack. Was it just a warm-up?!!!"

Especially the fat guy Shi Potian, whose lips were almost bitten through, was heartbroken.

"Fuck."

"We call ourselves the best youngsters in the world!"

"He didn't even break a sweat, and was beaten by my buddies before he even exerted his strength?"

King Tianwu, Bai Yingyue, and Luo Fanchen's close friends and sisters, unconsciously became nervous at this time, staring at the field, ready to rescue and stop at any time.

It's not that they don't have confidence in Luo Fanchen,

It's just that the opponent's attack method seems to have nothing to do with soul power.

Even the extraordinary strong men find it incredible and too buggy.

"Bang!"

When everyone's mind was swaying, a muffled sound on the ring attracted attention.

Luo Fanchen, sitting on the armchair, took out a treasure chest, and when he opened it, it was full of Canglong coins.

Everyone was stunned.

"What does it mean?"

"Money to buy your life???"

"You don't even want to bribe your opponent on the spot?"

"You're using this to test the heir of the Dark Temple?"

Even Wuming, who had finished warming up and was ready to go big, was stunned.

This operation was completely incomprehensible.

"What are you doing?"

Luo Fanchen smiled lovingly like an elder:

"In our hometown, people have to pay to kowtow to their elders."

"You may have to kowtow later. If I don't show my respect, wouldn't that be taking advantage of you?"

Not to mention the audience, the players and the Sky Boss were struck by lightning, and the corners of King Tianwu's mouth twitched. It's you! The nine-colored birds all had strange eyes.

This kid is quite confident.

Yang Tingjun gritted his teeth and said to Mingtian:

"Old Bi...Old Ming!"

"Believe me, my civilized, polite, filial and reliable son must have learned bad things from this guy!!"

The Lord of the Dark Temple, covered in a black robe, sat on the throne in the sky without a sound,

like a dead man, without saying a word.

Wuming, who had just suppressed his emotions and restored his indifference and coldness, was emotional again.

"Who wants these things from you!"

Luo Fanchen nodded and apologized: "Sorry, these are too cheap, right?"

He subconsciously wanted to take out some more treasures, and almost shook his spirit and took out the sealed treasure Nine Dragon Hairpin.

Wouldn't that old dog Canglong lose control and go crazy on the spot?

Wuming showedRan got really angry: "You are too presumptuous!"

"Forget it."

Luo Fanchen spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "I gave you some gifts in return, but you don't want them. Then you want me to take advantage of you for nothing. I can't do anything about it, right?"

Shi Potian, the king of mouth cannon, was stunned: "Fuck, brother, are you blessed with a mouth?"

"This mouth-to-mouth output is too strong!"

"What is operation!"

The ignorant are still shocked, and the sensible ones have already started to act.

Yang Jinghong took out a small notebook, his hands flew, and began to take notes.

"Is this the emotional pull that my brother-in-law mentioned?"

"But why pull a man!" Yang Jinghong was puzzled.

Li Hentian sneered and shook his head: "If you don't commit suicide, you won't die!"

In the audience, an old soul master from the White Tiger Empire shook his head and sighed:

"Others are too late to be afraid, but this guy still dares to act recklessly at this time!"

"Young man, you should be in awe of the undefeated record of the Dark Temple!"

Wuming's black robe was blowing, and a hoarse and cold rebuke came from it:

"You bastard!!"

"Boom!"

Inside the wide black robe, Wuming looked solemn and put his hands together for a moment.

The visible black mist seeped out from the robe and lingered in the void behind him.

"What is that?"

"Dark soul power? No, I can't sense the breath of the attribute at all!"

Luo Fanchen relaxed on the surface, but in fact his mental power was fully focused and alert.

Amid the exclamations of the whole audience, in the thick and majestic black fog,

it seemed that a hazy and huge phantom Dharma image condensed into shape, and the figure and appearance could not be seen, but everyone felt a palpitation and fear in an instant.

"God's favored one?"

"She is also a God's favored one?"

The audience was confused, and the look of the boss in the sky suddenly changed.

Lin Dingtian's eyes were shaken, and he suddenly looked at the Lord of the Dark Temple.

The deadly silent hall master spoke a cold and sharp voice of an unknown man or woman:

"God's favor? Haha."

"Just a poor unlucky child. If she could, she would rather not bear this."

Yang Tingjun frowned and said, "Fate has already marked everything in secret. There is no such thing as a free feast."

The White Tiger Emperor smiled teasingly:

"God has given you the potential to surpass mortals, and will take something away from you."

"It's fair, isn't it?"

"Mortal ants have no chips and no connections, so they can only live in humiliation."

The old Emperor Canglong opened his narrowed eyes and said with a faint breath, "If we soul masters don't have connections, we can fight for it ourselves. Why do we need God's gift?"

"Haha."

He sneered, glanced at Luo Fanchen, and closed his old and dim eyes.

On the stage,

Black fog rose, and the illusory Dharma image carried a special aura, like a dream.

Wuming put his hands together and bowed forward slowly.

The hazy and huge Dharma image behind him also leaned forward with her.

If possible,

She would rather die than want such power, which only brought her endless pain and loneliness.

But the wheel of fate had already turned, and she had no way to choose her own fate.

The lonely star worshipped the moon, and the god of decline kowtowed;

Bad luck covered the top, and mortals had no solution.

"Disasters and calamities--"

"Coming!"

The black fog spread, like a living thing.

Countless black and turbid air in the world, as the other party worshiped, rushed towards Luo Fanchen, and there was no way to hide, no way to avoid, and there seemed to be dense invisible things inside.

The golden light on Luo Fanchen's body was quickly shaken and polluted, blackened and corroded.

The feeling of being soaked in cold corpse water filled the whole body, freezing cold.

If it weren't for his soul power cultivated by the Ancestral Dragon Swallowing Heaven Art, he would have collapsed and disintegrated in an instant in this attack method that did not belong to the category of soul power and mental power.

Wuming's voice seemed to be a little more lonely and sad, without excitement.

"One bow of soul calamity, soul collapse and exhaustion."

"Not good!"

Lin Dingtian's fat face condensed, and the four black shadows under his feet became agitated.

The Great Emperor Canglong raised his fingers lightly.

King Tianwu clenched his fist.

Bai Yingyue said anxiously: "Teacher, you have to take action, don't let Senior Brother get hurt, he has only practiced for a few months!"

Emperor Weiyang's phoenix eyes were cold and calm, without any movement, and his crimson lips opened and closed:

"Believe in him."

"Boom!"

Invaded by the strange black air, Luo Fanchen's body roared, and the special golden light that was compressed to the extreme surged, and suddenly bounced outward, shaking off the black air.

On the arena where the black air was raging,

Luo Fanchen, sitting on the throne, was covered in golden light, looking solemn and majestic, like an immortal.

"Wow——"

Instantly, the whole audience was shocked by Luo Fanchen's methods.

"This..."

"Can this work?"

"The little cow opened the door upside down, so awesome?"

Xiao Fengxian sneered in surprise: "You still have methods? This damn dog man seems a little handsome."

Huang Ning'er shook her head and lowered her headAfter taking a look at the amazing silhouette, "The hatred of being hit in the chest... is irreconcilable... and mortal enemy!"

The big guys in the sky were surprised, and Yang Tingjun was surprised:

"He is definitely not a person favored by the gods, but he has the means to fight against such power?"

Luo Fanchen looked at the golden light in surprise,

and could feel that something that had been dormant in his body seemed to be reviving.

"I underestimated you."

Although Wuming was also surprised, he did not stop his movements and did not intend to give Luo Fanchen a chance to breathe.

Put his hands together and bowed to worship.

"Second bow to the blood disaster·Qi defeated blood decline!"

The audience shuddered suddenly and was horrified.

Fingers trembled and pointed at Luo Fanchen's back, teeth chattering, bumping up and down.

"That..."

"What on earth is that..."