69novels Chapter 844
Chapter 844
"???"
"Can the spirit body still evolve?"
"No!"
"Is it his spirit that has been evolving?"
"Roar——"
The five-clawed golden dragon of more than 70 feet covered the sky,
The rolling golden dragon energy exuded a strong sense of imperial nobility, radiating in all directions, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sun's brilliance covered the dragon scales, reflecting the golden red divine light.
The devouring power coming out of his mouth was even more domineering, and the five holy dragon phantoms exerted their strength together. Jun Moxiao screamed in shock and anger: "Impossible, how could my devouring power be no match for a mortal who has not experienced sanctification!"
At this moment, I don't know how many people felt absurd,
Damn it!
This Luo Fanchen is even weirder than weird,
The light power emanating from his body is purer than the Temple of Light, but when this devouring method comes out, it is even more domineering than the Blood Demon Cult's signature skill.
"Brother Luo is awesome!!!" Yang Jinghong shouted enthusiastically, the number one fan.
Yang Xiruo was originally quite happy, but suddenly the smile on her pretty face disappeared.
This brother should not stay for long.
"Save me, save me!!"
Jun Moxiao was horrified to find that he was still no match for Luo Fanchen after swallowing the four major sequences. At this moment, the black tiger's true body was exhausted, withered and withered. He struggled desperately but could not get rid of the swallowing and suppression of the five-clawed golden dragon.
He had lived a lifetime and used others as nutrients for a lifetime. At the peak of his strength, he was unexpectedly swallowed and absorbed by Luo Fanchen, and all his cultivation was used as a wedding dress.
"Boom!"
Luo Fanchen's soul power and momentum increased, and everyone's pupils contracted.
Breakthrough?
It's okay if he didn't get weak during the fight?
Breakthrough?
Damn, getting stronger with each battle?
Ghost Slayer, Long Youwei, and the Knights of Heavenly Punishment were all in a trance. Luo Fanchen was not so scary a few days ago. His evolution speed was too terrifying.
Only the little monk took a few big chicken legs from Yang Jinghong, chewing them in big mouthfuls, even chewing the bones directly, "Woo woo woo, so delicious!"
"I am not jealous of Commander Luo at all, not at all!"
"Chao!"
"Use food to defeat sadness."
"Boom!"
Seventy-three-level Soul Saint, it's a matter of course, Jun Moxiao's shouting voice became weaker and weaker.
"Long Yi, why don't you make a move?"
The first sequence wearing a dragon head and white bone mask didn't even raise his eyelids. When the sun's light fell on him, a stream of inexplicable aura came out.
"Father, save me!"
Yang Jinghong answered loudly: "Son, there are so many fathers here, which wild father are you calling?"
Jun Moxiao's chest was choked with depression, and he almost blacked out and died of anger.
"Long Yi!!"
"When you killed your own people, I didn't stop you, and when you were killed by others, I didn't ask."
Jun Moxiao's eyes were ferocious: "Long Yi, this kid is weird, if you don't take action, you won't be able to beat him!
"It doesn't matter, I will take action after you die. "Long Yi responded indifferently.
"Hua La——"
Red fire lotus flew out of Luo Fanchen's body and burned on Jun Moxiao's body. The raging fire burned his tiger demon body, and it became more and more intense.
The flames illuminated the sky, and the demons' scalps were numb.
The righteous side was extremely excited. They had suffered from the evil power for a long time.
"Luo Zhuangyuan's karma fire can restrain the high-level evil power of the sequencers. We really have hope of fighting!"
"Ah! !"
"You will regret it, you will regret it!"
Before Jun Moxiao died, he suddenly heard Luo Fanchen's voice transmission jokingly:
"Tsk tsk, the taste of swallowing is really good."
"Thank you for the gift from the third prince, and use your life to help me break through! ”
“Puff——”
Jun Moxiao broke through the defense directly, his eyes widened, and he could no longer bear the pressure of the karmic fire. He turned into ashes and fell down, leaving the stage sadly.
“Commander Luo is really a god!”
“One against five!”
“Too fierce!!!”
“I surrender. After this battle, who in the Blood Demon Sect dares to question the strength of Commander Luo as the first person under the extraordinary!”
“What one against five? He had killed four before coming. He wiped out nine of the ten sequences by himself, leaving only the last one, a pretentious monster. It’s incredible.”
Everyone was shocked,
but there were also concerns. Long Yi was too calm.
If he didn’t have absolute strength, how could he be so confident?
The righteous soul masters felt a little nervous,
while the rebellious soul masters regarded Long Yi as the last straw.
“Shua shua! "
Luo Fanchen changed back to human form, raised his hand and pulled all of Jun Moxiao's ashes over, and controlled the blazing fire to burn it again, refining it repeatedly.
"Ah!!!"
"Damn it!!!"
"How did you find out!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard the piercing screams coming from the ashes.
Not dead yet?
I thought Luo Fanchen was too cautious,
but they turned out to be the clowns?
Yang Jinghong burst into laughter: "Hahaha, Jun Moxiao has been a fool all his life, scheming against his brothers and teammates, but when he met my brother Luo, he was like meeting the ancestor!!!"
"Keng!"
Yang Jinghong felt a chill on her back: "Sister, why did you suddenly summon the Shenxiao Gun!"
"It's okay, I just took it out to have a look."
Yang Jinghong was about to cry, just take a look, why did you lock on to me with murderous intent!
Luo Fanchen burned the ashes and put out the smoke,
Another scream came from the smoke: "Luo Fanchen, I * you...! "
Jun Moxiao's scolding stopped abruptly.
Seeing that there was no smoke, Luo Fanchen burned the void for a long time before he stopped calmly. Since he suffered a loss from Jun Wuhui's resurrection,
the enemy now has no chance of survival.
At this moment, nine people from the ten sequences have been killed.
Only Luo Fanchen and Long Yi, who was resting with his eyes closed, were left on the sky.
"Huang Yan, are you still not going to attack?"
"Huang Yan?"
"Son Huang Yan? ?"
"The Son of Light surrendered to the Blood Demon Cult?"
Some people were surprised, but some were not surprised.
Long Yi slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of molten gold pupils filled with black air. He looked cold and proud, staring deeply at Luo Fanchen opposite him.
Luo Fanchen said: "I don't want to talk about your character, but I always think you have self-esteem."
"Hehe. ”
Long Yi sneered: "As long as I can become stronger, what's the point of self-esteem? What's the point of giving up everything?"
"As long as I can get the power to defeat you, that's enough!"
"Once upon a time, I, Huang Yan, thought that I had the best talent in ancient and modern times, and I would be able to dominate the world in the future. I never doubted myself until you appeared."
"In a year and a half, you have awakened your martial soul and now cultivated to level 73, and can kill the peak of the title. I admit that I was not as good as you before my transformation."
"Do you know why I don't care about their life or death?"
"I don't want others to say that I, Huang Yan, won dishonorably by relying on the power of numbers after I kill you."
"This time, I, Huang Yan, will crush you in front of the world and take back all the dignity I have lost."
"You can recover your soul power now. I, Huang Yan, will give you time! ! "
The arrogant and cold voice resounded through the world,
The eyes of the blood demon cultists were wide open,
You are noble, you are great, you let your teammates go for the sake of your own fun?
You are a spy sent by the opponent!
And you gave the opponent time to recover soul power? ? ? ?
The angry roar of the White Tiger Emperor came from the sky: "Huang Yan, forget about your inaction, act quickly, and don't give this guy time to recover!"
Huang Yan raised his eyes slightly, and sneered:
"Why don't you come down and fight?"
"My battlefield, I am the master, it's not you who will fight, so shut up. "
The White Tiger Emperor's pupils released divine light,
Little brat,
How dare he!!!
Yang Jinghong almost laughed like a pig, but soon his heart skipped a beat, secretly saying that it was not good, what kind of trump card did Huang Yan hide, so confident.
Luo Fanchen smiled calmly: "Do you think those nine pieces of trash can consume me?"
"Recovery is not necessary, I see you are in a hurry to go on the road."
"Zhao!"
"These two people are more outrageous than each other!"
"Buzz!"
Two terrifying energy auras blew up invisibly,
Everyone on the battlefield was silent, the collision of the two kings determined the final battle, and they held their breath nervously.
This battle,
Who can really compete for the first eighth-level peak of the Soul Martial Continent...