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

Chapter 680

Luo Fanchen had no idea what happened in the disabled old man's home afterwards.

After leaving the village, he headed west and headed straight to the northwest battlefield.

The war situation must not deteriorate to a one-sided state.

Luo Fanchen hoped that he had practiced for too short a time and did not have enough foundation.

If the northwest front collapsed, the Blood Demon Cult launched a full-scale invasion, and contaminated countless soul masters and people in the Soul Martial Continent, then he would be powerless to save the situation even if he used any cheats. There was some hope if he could start over with a modifier.

I don't know how Ye Youling and the others are doing now.

Before getting married, she became a widow, a widow...

Alas...

Junior sister, Meimei and Yang Xiruo have lost the power of divine favor, and they will have a hard time fighting the enemy on the battlefield. Wait for me to send you some power! !

The divine favor power sent to Luo Fanchen by the women really helped him a lot.

Especially Yang Xiruo's gun-way divine favor,

brought him many of the top female gun gods of the generation, the gun-way insights gained from hard work day and night, helping him quickly master the Heaven-cutting Gun Technique.

Now, in turn,

these divine favors have also been enhanced because they are contaminated with his breath and power.

If they are returned to Yang Xiruo's women, they will definitely undergo some changes.

"Shua shua!!"

Luo Fanchen confirmed the goal of this trip to the northwest battlefield,

seeing his old friend return the divine favor,

the Jiaolong martial spirit devoured and evolved to the next stage,

collected source stones to feed Qinglian to develop the fifth form,

find the treasure location pointed to by the parchment scroll, and obtain the seventh soul ring.

Do your best to stop the conspiracy of the Blood Demon Cult.

Only with clear thinking can you strike at a fixed point, and Luo Fanchen's eyes burst with brilliance.

Above the clouds in the sky, the cold wind whistled,

Luo Fanchen, who was flying on the clouds and spreading his wings, had a pair of spiritual eyes like a clairvoyant, observing the scene on the ground, grinning.

He flew for two and a half days and was now close to the northwest battlefield. If it weren't for the Phoenix Fire Cloud, it would probably take another three days.

"Hiss——"

"Brother has only been dead for half a year, how come there are so many tombs and ancestral halls!!"

Luo Fanchen passed through many cities and wildernesses in the Canglong Empire and the Shenhuang Empire, and saw many ancestral halls and towering tombs.

At first, it was a bit strange. Whose ancestral hall is so magnificent.

After a closer look,

Zhao,

It turned out to be in memory of me!

He didn't know how many elegiac couplets he had seen along the way.

"Forever recorded in history, noble spirit will last forever."

"The whole world mourns, and the reputation will last forever!"

"The world has lost a hero, and the sky has gained a pearl."

"Luo Zhuangyuan's kindness is unparalleled, and the Li family (a bunch of surnames) will never forget it."

Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched,

This...

This is too exaggerated.

Did he save a lot of people and do something remarkable?

I didn't think so before, after all, he admitted that he was desperate at the time.

Now thinking back,

Who doesn't have relatives and friends among the hundreds of thousands of people present?

If this information were spread, it would be too exaggerated.

If Luo Fanchen hadn't taken action at that time, the high-level officials would have died collectively, and the evil god would have been born. The continent would have fallen now, and there would be no fierce battle on the northwest front.

What's even more outrageous is that

Luo Fanchen found that in front of the gates of many big cities, there was a wide platform made of rock, on which stood his statue, his whole body collapsed, but he still faced the sky with his fists, and his fighting spirit was not reduced.

Luo Fanchen couldn't help but doubt for a moment,

Am I really as handsome as I carved it?

Below, I saw a stone-built Changsheng Temple, with four crooked but extremely serious and profound characters carved on the wooden board. It seems that the person who carved it didn't know how to read.

Because it was carved into the "Genquan Yuan Temple".

Luo Fanchen: "..."

Some people are clearly alive, but in everyone's heart, they are already dead.

Before Luo Fanchen left the mountain, he never thought that the outside world would be like this.

So,

Heroes will not die in vain.

Even if some selfish villains will forget, the people will always remember.

And they will tell their descendants that

Some people,

They came,

Fought!

In the end, for our safe future,

Died...

Luo Fanchen sighed,

The atmosphere has come to this, why don't I find a temple and hang myself?

"Luo Zhuangyuan, your heroic spirit is in heaven, please bless my family with peace!!"

Outside the dilapidated stone Changsheng Temple,

A withered old man with few hairs left, followed by a dark middle-aged couple and two skinny little boys.

The middle-aged couple carried simple packages, their clothes were covered with patches and sand.

Luo Fanchen noticed this scene and shook his head slowly.

He saw too many refugees along the way,

all of them were civilians who fled in panic from the northwest.The surname abandoned the farmland on which they depended for survival to escape, so you can imagine how bad the war situation was over there.

And they all fled to the easternmost part of the Canglong Empire, the direction of the Soul Beast Oasis.

Because the southernmost part of the Shenhuang Empire is the Death Desert,

The desert environment is not only unsuitable for survival, but it is rumored that there is a desert tyrant in it. No one knows where it came from. It is said that 99% of the people who have seen it have died, and the few who survived have been scared crazy.

The little boy behind the old man said distressedly: "Grandpa, you should worship at any ancestral hall you come across along the way. You have already worshipped all the way. Don't waste your energy and take a break."

The old man turned his head and hushed: "Hush, kid, don't disturb Luo Zhuangyuan's rest."

"I don't worship at everyone's ancestral hall, I only worship Luo Zhuangyuan."

"The rumors about the World Competition are true. He really wants to be good to our people. I heard that without his sacrifice, we wouldn't even have a chance to escape now."

The child said tenderly and distressedly: "But grandpa, he is dead. You don't have the strength to travel. Please don't worship, it's useless."

The old man who has always been kind to his grandson suddenly became stern.

"Nonsense."

"Kneel down!"

The kid cried in fear, and the woman quickly hugged the child: "Dad, why are you being mean to me? Aren't you also concerned about you? What the kid said is right."

The old man trembled with anger, coughed violently, and his face flushed.

"Kneel--"

"Kneel down!"

"Dad!"

"Calm down!"

The woman quickly knelt down with the child towards the ancestral hall.

The old man said sternly: "The world champion, do you know what a genius he is?"

"He died for ordinary people like us. If we don't even respect him from the bottom of our hearts, it will be disheartening. Who would be willing to be a hero?"

"The cold is coming. For the sake of us who carry firewood, we can't let him freeze to death in the cold night."

"Do you understand?"

The child seemed to understand, and the woman bowed her head in shame.

"Cough cough."

The old man coughed more and more violently, and his withered skeleton seemed to be about to fall apart at any time: "Let's go, you keep going east, I can't walk anymore."

"I can't drag you and the child down anymore."

"Dad, we are a family, how can I leave you behind!"

"The child can't live without his grandfather either."

The couple became anxious, and the two children also rushed to the old man.

For the first time, the old man refused his grandson's hug and pushed them out weakly.

"I'm old."

"It's useless."

"With me, our family can't go far."

"If I can die here, even if I don't have a grave to bury my body, I can die with a smile."

He turned his head and looked at the "Gequan Yuan Temple" with his dim and decayed eyes, apologetically saying, "I hope you won't blame me for dirtying your door lintel."

"Grandpa!"

"No, Dad, we can't leave you behind!"

The family fled all the way, and now they are about to part, and they can't help but feel sad, and they all cry.

"Alas..."

A light sigh sounded, and a beam of green divine light flew out and headed straight for the old man...