Chapter 887
Chapter 887
"Puff--"
Luo Fanchen raised his holy sword, and the hot extraordinary blood was covered with a touch of divine charm, and the blood spilled into the sky. He himself was also blown away by the power of heaven and earth carried by the four priests' punch.
Looking down,
The black lotus shield collapsed, the gold paint covering the whole body fell off, and the five-clawed golden dragon armor inside was shattered. The skin was damaged, the flesh was torn, and blood flowed from the wound.
Luo Fanchen shook his head and sighed, feeling inferior to his own strength.
"You are still too weak."
"You got yourself so badly injured just by beating a disabled old man."
"How can I be worthy of the title of the world's number one commander!"
"???"
For a moment, except for the four deformed and crazy sacred beasts,
everyone on the scene looked at Luo Fanchen, their eyes were wide open, especially the Blood Demon Sect, who had just treated Luo Fanchen as a dead man.
The White Tiger Emperor was almost furious,
What are you talking about?
A soul saint beats a superhuman, and the other party bleeds with one sword, and you only suffered some flesh wounds, and you are still inferior?
The three-conscious fairy boy was dizzy and looked at the sky in disbelief.
What the hell?
What the hell!
Even if he used the power of the artifact, even if he beat the one-armed old man, he was still a temple worshiper, how did he do it! !
Not long ago, he could fight this guy on equal terms. If he fights him again now, won't he be killed in one move?
Inferiority complex?
What inferiority complex do you have?
If this record is not awesome enough, then what else is awesome! !
The little monk couldn't help but want to curse, feeling that Luo Fanchen was a bit too outrageous, beyond his cognition. Throughout history, there has never been such a person. It is impossible for a soul saint to hurt a high-level extraordinary person.
"Brother-in-law is awesome!!!"
"Kill this arrogant old dog, he barks when his son dies. If your son is alive, I don't know how many other people's sons he will kill!"
"Why didn't you restrain him when he killed other people's sons?"
Yang Jinghong screamed excitedly,
There was a fanatical admiration in his eyes. This is the elder brother he has long recognized.
"Stupid guy, stop barking, you almost got stabbed in the heart!"
With a clang,
the tattooed young man held a big knife that looked like a demon soldier's tiger soul, and helped Yang Jinghong block the sharp claws of the demon next to him.
"The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, and I can't stop cheering for my big brother!"
Long Youwei, who had a mysterious origin in the Deep Sea King's Court, looked up at the void,
looking at the figure holding the holy sword, she was speechless for a while, not knowing how to comment.
"Level 77."
"It's only been a few days, how did he level up again? But how can a level 77 fight against these four priests!"
She didn't understand, and the others didn't understand, and the four priests didn't understand even more.
Looking at the broken fist with his eyes blankly, although the injury was constantly recovering, it was his proud heart that was pierced. Others didn't know, but he knew very well that the boy who stabbed him was just a country bumpkin who he didn't take seriously a year and a half ago.
He could have accepted him as his disciple, but now... Was he wrong? "Roar——" "This worshiper is not wrong!" "Even if I was wrong, I should regret not killing you with my own hands!" The fourth worshiper raised his head, and nine soul rings swirled out. The ninth soul ring was actually blood red. His head, torso, and one arm all glowed, and his soul bones shone brightly, showing the terrifying background of his temple worshiper. "Seventh Soul Skill: Burning Sky· Flame Angel True Body!" He turned into a giant Flame Angel, standing tall, but except for the one arm, the other four "limbs" were still broken! "Just now, it was just a despicable sneak attack by you, but now there is no chance." "Despicable?" Luo Fanchen has never lost a fight, and he has never lost a mouth cannon. "I think you are really high and mighty. You have lost your mind after being idle for so long!"
"First of all, all is fair in war. Secondly, I didn't tell you that I was going to use my fists. Who can you blame for your stupidity?"
"Asshole!"
The huge real body of the fourth priest slapped out the palm print of the flaming angel that covered the sky and the sun.
Luo Fanchen raised the Holy Angel Sword, his eyes cold and murderous:
"Old dog, watch out..."
"I stabbed you for your son."
"You stabbed me for not teaching your son well!"
"Although I killed Huang Yan, he died because of you."
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
Under Luo Fanchen's feet, soul rings appeared in the world. In an instant, the nearby void was covered with a layer of blood red, and everyone's heart trembled.
Seven soul rings, except for the fourth,
The other six were all blood red, emittingCompared with the terrifying fluctuations of more than 100,000 years, the ninth blood-red soul ring of the Fourth Priest is not so dazzling.
"Oh my god!"
"He...he!"
"How come he has six hundred thousand year soul rings?"
Sounds of surprise rang out everywhere,
"What do you mean by a hundred thousand years? Those six soul rings are clearly fourteen thousand years old!!"
"This shows that apart from the special means of using the power of the void at the eighth level and controlling the power of heaven and earth at the ninth level, he has already surpassed too many extraordinary geniuses of the second heaven in terms of his physical body."
"Can a soul saint do this?"
"Soul rings can be upgraded, and soul bones can be replaced. Is this something that humans can do?"
The Black Tortoise Emperor was even a little confused: "Master, is this guy from the Blood Demon Sect, or are we from the Blood Demon Sect! How come this guy is more evil than us!"
"Whether he is evil or not, he will die today!"
The White Tiger Emperor saw that the son of another family was so outstanding, and felt threatened. This child must not be allowed to grow up, and his eyes narrowed.
"Eighth Soul Skill: Thousand Miles of Red Earth·Scorching Sky Sword!"
The Four Worshipers of the Flame Angel condensed a flame soul sword and slashed it through the air.
"Roar——"
Luo Fanchen's limbs, torso, and wings emitted the sound of dragon roars, as if a startled dragon was wandering, emitting six divine lights of brown gold, green gold, red gold, shining gold, black gold, and white gold.
Thick earth shakes, sacred trees grow;
Fiery fire burns, Gengjin rings.
Darkness covers the world, light shines on the common people!
Six sets of holy dragon armor emerged, and instantly sank into Luo Fanchen's body, and the armor merged.
"Six extreme attributes combined into one, stunning the world."
"Six Holy Dragon Armor!"
In an instant,
The eyes of the blue dragon emperor, who was beaten to vomit blood by the deformed holy beast, burst into brilliance, and glowed with the third spring.
This is...
The power of our bond! ! ! !
"Another top-level dragon soul bone???"
"What grade is this?"
Amidst the shouts of surprise and worry,
Luo Fanchen held the Fire Controlling Orb in his left hand and manipulated the Holy Angel Sword with his right arm, summoning a trace of the power of the Holy Light Dragon, regardless of the backlash, and stimulating a trace of the divine power of the Holy Sword, fiercely slashing at the angel's true body standing tall.
"Boom——"
The sky turned white, the flames rolled, and the Holy Dragon roared.
Common people in the world, Yang Xiruo and other geniuses, even the extraordinary, including the old monsters fighting on the sky, all looked sideways...
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