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

Chapter 482

"Swoosh, swoosh!!!"

A lively and magical green lotus rose up, flashing in the void, and came to the top of the source stone laid flat on the table. A green vortex appeared at the bottom, absorbing the energy of the source stone.

"Swoosh--"

The deep black color of the source stone gradually faded and turned into grayish white.

Luo Fanchen, who was alone in the dormitory, had a fiery look in his eyes and rubbed his hands expectantly.

There was a kind of satisfaction that a father saw his child grow up.

Green lotus healing, black lotus defense, red lotus karma fire,

The fourth form of the Nine Heavens Killing God Gun has brought him enough surprises.

What kind of special magical power is the fifth form?

"Buzz!"

The green lotus vibrated, exuding divine aura, and the rich fragrance filled the dormitory.

"It's coming!"

Luo Fanchen was shocked and stared at it.

The green lotus jumped, and the center of the lotus leaf was full of vitality and continued to grow.

"This..."

"What is this?"

Luo Fanchen was surprised. When the energy of the source stone was exhausted, the internal growth stopped.

The center of the eighteen petals of the lotus wrapped the incomplete lotus pod.

Crystal clear, like white jade, pure and flawless, exuding an indescribable special aura.

There is also a special spherical hole on it, the size of a bullet.

"Swish!"

Luo Fanchen raised his hand and

The green lotus shrank and flew over, floating above his palm.

He tried to inject soul power to activate it, and the newly generated lotus pod vibrated slightly, but could not be activated.

"I knew it."

Luo Fanchen glared at the green lotus, and then looked at it carefully.

It felt that this evolution was more magical than before. The lotus pod and the hole on it seemed to have hidden mysteries, but it would take until the evolution was complete to see it.

He estimated it visually,

It would take about five-sixths of the distance to grow into a complete lotus pod?

"I'm so poor!"

Luo Fanchen scratched his hair in annoyance, his mentality was a little exploded.

The more Qinglian evolved, the bigger his appetite became.

To fully evolve this form, wouldn't it require at least more than a hundred source stones?

Forget it!

As long as you are brave, there are always more ways than difficulties.

Thinking of the domineering Nine Heavens God-killing Spear in the previous form, Luo Fanchen's spirit was lifted.

He sat cross-legged and adjusted his state.

Even a lion would use all its strength to fight a rabbit, so he would not be careless and take it seriously.

...

The moon fell and the sun rose in the east.

With a touch of silver-white dawn in the sky, the strange atmosphere of the Black Blood Domain at night was slightly weakened, and the whole Wrongful Death City was noisy and lively.

Tens of thousands of soul masters came from the territories of the four empires, either to watch the excitement or to cheer for their country to boost national prestige.

Because the big guys of the World Championships gathered, all the monsters dared not make trouble.

Therefore, the audience was particularly relieved and gathered together.

The thugs and bandits who were still worried yesterday were mixed in the crowd today, resisting the urge to smash, loot and steal, chatting politely with pedestrians, gossiping, and heading to the stadium.

If the Imperial Competition is a national event, then the World Competition is a visual feast for soul masters all over the world.

Young people are the fresh blood of every empire. Which young people from a big force can finally reach the top determines the rise and fall of the forces in the next few decades.

The ancient streets covered with blood were crowded with people, all rushing to the stadium in the center of the city.

"What virtue do I have as a scumbag? I have the opportunity to watch the peak duel of the future big guys for us."

"This may be the only chance for us, the third-rate soul masters, to watch the big guys fight up close in this life."

A small number of people came to watch the excitement with passion, wanting to admire the young geniuses who are destined to reach the top in the future.

Most of them came with a learning mentality and the idea of ​​stealing the knowledge of their teachers.

"I heard that Shenxiao's spearmanship is unparalleled in the world. If I can comprehend a little bit of it, then in our city, won't I be able to fascinate those girls to death?"

"Hehe, we are here today for the domineering skills of the Chixiao Sect. Who among those who use sword spirits doesn't regard the Chixiao Sect as a holy place for swordsmanship?"

Most soul masters who have no connections and no natural resources usually struggle at the bottom. They seem nobler than ordinary people, but it is difficult to enter the upper class.

And the open world competition is their only hope.

Try to learn a few moves to improve personal experience and strength.

Above the sky,

The elders of the major top forces set foot in the spacious sky with the geniuses, and leisurely rushed to the stadium, like gods who will never fall into the mortal world, without having to crowd on the ground, and deserve to accept the envy of the world.

The old man with sparse hair approached the Canglong Empire team and sneered:

"Ye Tianwu, where is that kid Luo who yelled at me last night?"

"Is he afraid of retaliation and gave up the game early?"

King Tianwu looked at Elder Mingtian who was leading the White Tiger Empire's geniuses."Elder Mingtian, it looks like you're in a good mood today."

"In fact, you can laugh a little louder. I'll take a picture for you."

"Remember to keep smiling."

"Are you trying to scare me?"

Elder Mingtian laughed when he said it: "Today we will see that your Canglong Empire will be defeated like the last time. Why don't you laugh? Hahaha."

"Your Canglong Empire is getting worse and worse. Are you expecting a small soul sect to help you turn the tables? Ridiculous, ridiculous!"

The White Tiger Empire team, whether high or low, all laughed happily and unbridled.

The air was lively.

The two countries have been grudges for a long time. If there is a chance to attack each other, they will naturally leave no room for it.

At this moment, Lin Shengyi, Jian Jiujue and other geniuses,

Listening to the contemptuous words, their expressions became a little strange.

Not only are they not angry, but they are even quite looking forward to it.

The insignificant soul sect in your eyes can easily beat ten of us.

Ye Wudao, who had a grudge against Luo Fanchen, couldn't help but feel a little happy at this moment.

A bunch of idiots.

That kid is as strong as a beast.

The White Tiger Empire team smiled and left. Lin Shengyi looked behind King Tianwu with some curiosity. Everyone was there, but that person was not there.

Just as he was wondering, the big-eyed cute girl asked first:

"Uncle Tianwu, why didn't Brother Luo catch up? We are almost there."

King Tianwu spread his hands and said, "Who knows what kind of mental illness that kid has gone through again."

Last night, he was beaten for no reason, and his daughter was also forced to eat porridge by this kid.

He is now full of resentment and has nowhere to release it.

Ye Xiyan also asked her sister in confusion: "Where is Brother Luo? He's not still sleeping, is he?"

Ye Youling's beautiful eyes were a little confused, and she hesitated: "The master said early in the morning that he would not fly with us in the sky, and said that he wanted to... feel the breath of the earth?"

Ye Xiying next to her pursed her lips and said crisply: "Hey, stupid woman, it's down to earth!"

"Who are you talking about?"

Ye Youling counterattacked. The man was not there, and the two women started to fight in the palace again.

Ye Xiyan's heart shook slightly, and the tip of her tongue tasted bitter.

Everyone knew where the man went, but she had no news at all.

On the noisy streets,

A handsome young man who was as imposing as a reader, a banished immortal, followed the trend, with deep eyes, quietly listening to the voices of the soul masters and people around him.

He was thoughtful, muttering:

"Everyone works hard, trying to climb up like weeds."

"But maybe after a lifetime of hard work, you will be uprooted and destroyed by a random kick from a passerby or a sudden gust of wind."

"Brother, others are so anxious that they are rushing to the stadium to grab a position, and you are thinking about life here?"

The sudden voice interrupted Luo Fanchen's thinking.

He looked to the side following the voice and was almost scared.

A young man with blood-colored tattoos of Rakshasa and dense skull talismans on his face stood next to him. Maybe it was too hot because of the crowd, and his face was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his black eyes stared at him.

Fuck, Blood Demon Cult?

Luo Fanchen almost punched out and asked people to help.

But he felt the other party's breath and was only a great soul master who resisted the urge to hit him.

"I don't need to fight for a seat."

The young man with the terrifying tattoo shook his head speechlessly: "Okay, great philosopher, this is your first time to watch the World Championship. Don't show off. If you do, there will be no seat. I'll take you there!"

After that,

He dragged Luo Fanchen's clothes through the crowded crowd without saying anything.

"???"

Luo Fanchen had a question mark on his face. Who is this guy?

In the center of the Wrongly Dead City,

The vast central square used to be the gathering place for the "silver party" of the thugs.

Today, it was surrounded by countless spectators, and no one dared to step in. They were all looking forward to it.

The tattooed young man with a strong gangster aura panted and pulled Luo Fanchen out of the siege, squeezed to the front, and his clothes were full of wrinkles and even blood.

Luo Fanchen saw the empty square in front of him and was confused.

"No?"

"The world's top competition is being held in this simple square?"

"Hehe, you don't understand, you are lucky to follow me."

The social youth patted Luo Fanchen on the shoulder like an elder brother.

Pointing to the ground: "Don't blink, you will see the stadium soon."

"Get ready to sprint, whoever grabs the spectator seat will get it."

"The closer the seat is to the front, the clearer you can see the fighting skills displayed by the geniuses of the major forces! Learning anything secretly will be of great use to us."

Luo Fanchen shook his head, with the eyes of an experienced person: "How can it be so easy to learn secretly?A slight improvement is almost negligible, and may even have a counter-effect. "

The social youth immediately showed a speechless look:

"No, buddy, you haven't suffered the beating of society yet, why not eat meat and be indifferent."

He looked at Luo Fanchen carefully,

he was dressed in plain clothes, and his soul power was so weak that it was not as good as his own.

He shook his head and kindly warned: "You will know when you see the World Championship with your own eyes."

"Every move performed by the Tianjiao has its own mystery. If we can understand a little bit, it will be a great gain. If we miss this opportunity, there may be no next time. "

Luo Fanchen was slightly stunned.

He had thought that it was not easy to be at the bottom of this world, but in order to empathize with the Pope, this personal experience was even more powerful than he had imagined.

As a commoner who has always been insignificant in the dust, are they really not working hard enough?

"Boom--"

Luo Fanchen looked up, and above the sky,

the big guys were high above, and the geniuses were full of vigor and vitality.

The young man reached out and pressed his shoulder, and said anxiously and worriedly:

"Keep your head down, don't look up like the idiots around you, you will lose your head if you offend the big guys, and young people who come out to make a living should learn to be a little more humble, you know?"

Luo Fanchen said: "You will lose your head if you look at it? "

The eyes of the young man were shaken, then he returned to normal, and narrated calmly:

"Ten years ago, my father and mother came to the city from the village to visit me at the Soul Master Academy. It is said that they looked up at the parade of the young emperor of the White Tiger Empire flying across the sky, and talked about it with envy, and then they were killed by the light blade falling from the sky. "

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, otherwise I will die today, too?"

The young man shook his head and smiled, and no longer mentioned these.

Young emperor?

The second prince?

The other party's voice was calm, but Luo Fanchen seemed to feel a sense of sadness and helplessness.

"Go to hell!"

This was the first time that Luo Fanchen had uttered such a dirty word since his reincarnation.

"Shh, stop swearing, do you want to die? "

The young man hurried over to cover Luo Fanchen's mouth, shuddering with fear.

"Boom--"

The entire Wrongly Dead City shook, especially the wide square in front of Luo Fanchen.

"Crack--"

"Crack!"

The ground collapsed quickly, and a deep crack appeared...