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

Chapter 463

Everyone was still looking for the missing people when they were suddenly startled by the explosion.

His heart was throbbing, wondering why the clouds within a thousand miles were shaking.

The young geniuses were still in doubt, but the old masters were as steady as old dogs.

King Tianwu murmured, "Are the Four Saints going to show up?"

"Good boy, you are the reincarnation of a jinx!"

"You are in the Black Blood Region, and you have encountered two of the three strange things before you landed."

"Just put some more blood on the ground."

There was no response, and King Tianwu looked at it in confusion.

Luo Fanchen used the Sky-breaking Eyes to shine a silver beam of light for a hundred feet, staring down at the sky, chasing the black, sticky, strange fog that was going away.

His eyes were staring, as if he had seen something dirty that he shouldn't have seen.

In the retreating black fog, there seemed to be a series of hunched, tiny phantoms, countless, densely packed, and looked extremely creepy.

But it was fleeting, and he over-activated his Sky Eye, causing a dizziness.

Luo Fanchen's heart was shaken, and he gritted his teeth.

What the hell are those?

Zhuo!

No matter what kind of monsters you are, the Evil Spirit God-killing Gun is the ancestor!

"Boom!"

There was another explosion, and Luo Fanchen kneaded his brows and looked up.

The clouds gathered in the center of the sky and merged into one.

The infinite golden holy light penetrated the clouds, like a honeycomb, and golden beams were released from it, shining in all directions, which was spectacular.

"Roar——"

The green light of Yimu in the eastern sky gathered and turned into a towering ancient blue dragon.

The red light of the flames in the southern sky condensed, and a nine-flame phoenix spread its wings and flew.

The dark water in the north surged, and the appearance of Xuanwu appeared.

The wind roared in the west, the thunder rushed, and the Gengjin White Tiger roared to the world.

The four sacred beasts all guarded the golden light in the central cloud layer, showing auspicious atmosphere.

"How spectacular!"

"This..."

"This is too cool."

"The miracle is manifesting? This is a good omen!!"

The young geniuses were dumbfounded. Even Jian Jiujue, who participated in the previous competition, had his sword eyes flashing. It was the first time he had the honor to see such auspicious signs.

Mang Bulu, Jian Yixing and other strong men frowned, trying their best to find the source of the auspicious sign, but they had no clue.

Those missing players seemed to be temporarily forgotten.

"Fuck!"

"What the hell is this!"

Others were admiring, while Luo Fanchen was suffering.

The little loach that was about to turn into a dragon suddenly rioted for some reason.

It was restless in the dantian and roared wildly.

It felt like a powerful enemy was in front of him, and he had to take the lead to protect his master.

"Is the little loach giving a warning?"

Although Luo Fanchen was surprised, he didn't believe that the little loach would do something reckless.

What's wrong with the four saints' auspicious signs?

He scratched his hair, but the golden bone-like dragon treasure didn't react at all.

The strange image of the four saints offering auspicious signs in the sky finally disappeared like a dream bubble.

Luo Fanchen suddenly realized a problem.

He has a heaven-defying luck, so is it a bad thing or a good thing to be the first to be found by the black fog?

If he takes the risk and is caught, will there be special clues?

It's not in line with his old six spirit to take risks rashly, but he will try it next time if he encounters the black fog again.

At worst, he can hold the Canglong Emperor Order in his left hand and the Angel Statue in his right hand.

The ancestor dragon guards, the black lotus protects the body, and the God-killing Gun defends himself!

No, it's still not safe!

He has to hold another piece of the Nine Dragons Marshal Order in his mouth, and yell "Marshal, save me" at the critical moment!

Luo Fanchen, who was tense, suddenly felt refreshed and smiled comfortably.

Many contestants were missing. According to past experience,

they would randomly appear in the Black Blood Domain after an hour. The princes and clan leaders discussed and acted separately. There were all kinds of people here. In order to prevent accidents, they tried to find the contestants as soon as possible.

Time went by,

Luo Fanchen and others landed on the ground. The soil was really wet as if it had been soaked in black blood.

But he did not try to drop blood rashly.

He wanted to borrow a drop from King Tianwu to try, but his grumpy old father-in-law told him to get out.

Everyone waited anxiously. After an hour, the contestant returned! !

Perhaps it was the luck against the sky that played a role. Just after flying a thousand meters.

He bumped into a white dress figure that was isolated from the world.

It was the Purple Cloud Fairy, Lin Shengyi, with a slightly blank look in her eyes.

She seemed to be a little confused about being here suddenly.

She was still in the black fog a second ago. How did she suddenly get here?

"Fairy Lin, don't you remember what happened?"

Luo Fanchen asked, and the other party shook her head slowly, her eyes clear and pure.

"No need to ask, it has always been like this."

King Tianwu didn't say that you are an exception, and didn't want outsiders to know that Luo Fanchen is special.

He sent a signal to notify King Yan and Sect Master Lin Dingtian to come and pick him up.

But Fairy LinThe girl stared at Luo Fanchen quietly, as if she didn't want to leave easily.

But she didn't know what to say to this man who had rejected her several times.

"Fairy Lin, stop looking. It's impolite to look again."

Ye Xiying remained as aggressive as ever, like a little tiger, baring her delicate little tiger teeth, blocking the close friend of Guan Bao.

"You will be charged for looking more!"

Ye Youling shared the same hatred and the enemy. The girl, who was originally quite mature, looked a little silly, or cute, when she was jealous.

Fairy Lin shook her head, and her red lips under the gauze opened and closed:

"Mr. Luo, you seemed very anxious at that time."

Others didn't know what she was saying,

but the clear voice like a spring sounded like thunder in Luo Fanchen's heart.

Is this woman so sensitive?

Luo Fanchen's eyes were blank, and he frowned and said, "What are you anxious about?"

"Fairy Lin, do you mean that I was anxious when I beat you up on the next stage?"

"Still holding a grudge?"

Huh?

Lin Shengyi was born with sharp five senses and caught the other party's hesitation for a moment.

Could it really be him who did it?

Deliberately using words to provoke my emotions and ignore the facts?

She shook her head and was about to speak when a sound of breaking air came from afar.

Lin Dingtian brought his cute sister Keke, one of them stepped on four shadows and rushed over in a hurry.

"Shengyi!"

"Dad, I'm fine."

"I'm glad you're fine!"

Lin Dingtian let out a long breath. Although she was an adopted daughter, she was like his own.

All his methods were only for targeting outsiders and protecting blood relatives.

"Luo boy, I saved your son, you must not forget this!"

"What?"

"Whose son is this?"

Luo Fanchen was about to retort,

but when he saw King Yan coming with the missing Ye Longhe in his hand, he was speechless.

So far, the missing people of the two families have been found first,

without wasting time, they rushed to the venue of the World Championship, the City of the Dead,

to report for the late Canglong Empire team first.

The wind was bleak, the black blood and wet land were endless, and at the end was a gray and white dilapidated city.

Although the city was broken, it stretched for more than ten miles, and mottled dark red bloodstains covered the walls.

Under the wall, corpses, dry bones, and fresh corpses were everywhere.

It was far less orderly than the imperial city.

At this moment, there were no guards inside or outside the city,

but countless fierce-looking and violent lunatics were unusually honest.

After entering the city,

Luo Fanchen sent his first adopted son Ye Longhe to capture a tattooed man and asked:

"Brother Mengnan, you look like this and you feel uncomfortable if you don't fight for a day. Why are you as honest as a quail?"

The tattooed man trembled: "Who dares to fight? Don't you want to die?"

"A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. The female pope is not good at fighting. She arrived at the City of Wrongful Death the day before yesterday."

"Whoever dares to kill must die."

Is Wei Yang scary?

Luo Fanchen raised his eyebrows and teased: "Are you afraid? Why don't you run away?"

"Run?"

The tattooed man, like a gangster leader, shook his head, "Why run?"

"Everyone knows that the place where the pope sits is the safest place in the world."

"As long as you don't kill innocent people, no one will dare to kill you casually."

At this point, the tattooed man revealed a down-to-earth emotion called a sense of security.

"The Pope is coming?"

"Where?"

King Yan was the first to come out. As a dignified vassal king, he looked around excitedly.

After letting the tattooed man go, Luo Fanchen and his group saw a group of mysterious people in black robes inlaid with gold patterns walking by in the distance. They walked into a restaurant in the city without making any footsteps.

Some of them seemed to glance at Luo Fanchen and his group, but then they didn't care at all, and they withdrew their cold eyes indifferently, unusually calm and indifferent.

King Tianwu's pupils shrank: "Are they also going to participate in this world competition?"

"Who are they?" Luo Fanchen asked, and Li Xukun and others were also very curious.

"Apart from the hidden sects and palaces,"

"There is one sect, two palaces, four countries, and ten major sects in the world."

"Dark Temple?"

Luo Fanchen suddenly recalled the organization that the female pope had mentioned to him.

Both good and evil, with a rare dark martial spirit.

"Oh?"

King Tianwu raised his eyebrows, "You know them?"

"Their appearance will cause trouble for your championship."

"The Dark Temple is extremely low-key, not concerned with worldly affairs, and few descendants walk the world."

"Calculating the time, it has not participated in the World Championship for about 30 years."

Ye Longhe cheered for Luo Fanchen crazily: "It doesn't matter, my godfather will take action."

King Yan frowned and interjected: "Don't be too sure, this Dark Temple is definitely a terrifying enemy."

"Tianwu didn't finish what he said just now. They have never participated in the competition for many years."

"But as long as there is a successor participating in the competition, he will definitely be the champion, without any suspense. "

"So fierce?" Ye Longhe was shocked.

"Interesting."

Luo Fanchen's mouth curled up,

and he couldn't help but become interested in the group of mysterious black-clothed palace people who just passed by.

He had never seen a dark martial soul before,

If the other party was evil, the little loach could swallow it up.

Suddenly, the crazy people on the streets of the Wrongly Dead City became agitated.

King Yan was also struck by lightning, staring at the front:

"Teach... teach... teach..."

Luo Fanchen looked up at the sound,

and happened to look into the eyes of a pair of cold and majestic phoenix eyes in the distance.

My heart was throbbing, as if the world was bright, with gentle breeze and clear moon, and the scenery was shimmering.

"Tap——"

"Tap! "

A peerless female pope who was so cold and beautiful that the streets seemed to lose their colors in an instant, with skin whiter than snow, wearing high-heeled boots and stepping on the bluestone floor, walked towards him.

Beside her was a young girl with a purple ponytail, a golden saintly dress, straight and slender legs, and a combination of holiness and cunning, as if she had been waiting here for a long time.

The goddesses were beautiful, but the thugs on the street held their breath and lowered their heads in shame. Not only did they not dare to look around, they didn't even dare to breathe...