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

Chapter 533

"Boom boom--"

Huang Yan's Great Sun Flame was boiling and burning, and the heat wave rolled and spread.

The heat wave that hit the audience made them feel that their breathing was blocked.

However, even with such terrifying firepower, it could not hurt Luo Fanchen at all. Huang Yan's terrifying soul power pressure that far exceeded that of the Soul King seemed to have no effect at all.

Countless fans of Huang Yan exclaimed and questioned at this time:

"Impossible!"

"The Holy Son is ahead of us by a major realm, and he is a monster who can fight across levels. It is obviously a situation where we have a great advantage, why is it like this!"

The Fourth Priest's face was gloomy: "Sure enough, this kid is indeed problematic!"

"The power of the Four Ring Soul Sect can fight against my son head-on?"

"Unbelievable!"

The Fourth Priest sharpened his teeth, and soon relaxed, sneering at himself for worrying too much:

"What are you panicking about."

"Can my son still lose?"

On the stage, Huang Yan's emotions did not fluctuate at all, and he said indifferently:

"Immune to fire?"

"But the fire controlled by this Holy Son is not an ordinary fire."

"Boom!"

The sun in Huang Yan's palm exploded, the firepower suddenly increased, the divine light flowed, and all the flames were renewed, and at this moment they were as bright as liquid gold.

The golden holy flame was like a raging wave, engulfing Luo Fanchen's body.

There were exclamations from the outside!

That golden holy flame

made the nine-colored bird incarnated by the Phoenix Empress on the Sky Dome Emperor's Chair flash her eyes, and looked at Huang Yan deeply.

Xiao Fengxian and Huang Ning'er's beautiful eyes tightened: "What level of flame is this?"

In the boiling golden flame, Luo Fanchen's playful voice came out:

"Sir, what illusion makes you think that I am only immune to ordinary fire?"

"Swish, swish, swish——"

The surging and burning golden holy flames shrank rapidly and poured into one point.

Luo Fanchen's true appearance was revealed, and the pupil between his eyebrows opened, shining with silver-white divine light.

All the golden holy flames were like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, and all of them were immersed in it.

The firelight set off Luo Fanchen's face like a banished immortal, blinding the titanium alloy dog ​​eyes of the trolls, and they all opened their mouths in shock to watch this scene.

"The fourth style of the Sky-peeking Divine Refining: Holy Pupil Heaven Attraction!"

"Impossible!!"

The fourth priest's eyebrows trembled.

How could he not know the origin of his son's flame?

How could this son resist it without injury? Why? ! ! !

Luo Fanchen was actually secretly glad.

This time he did not dare to use the acquired fire pupil of his left eye to absorb it.

If he had not boldly intercepted the Fire Holy Dragon Soul Bone from the Canglong Emperor before the World Championship and had been tempered by the Holy Dragon Fire, he would have fallen here with Huang Yan.

But the other party had a special opportunity, so it was normal for him to be a little bit normal.

"Give it back to this Holy Son!"

Huang Yan's emotions were cold and indifferent. Even if the Holy Flame was ineffective, his invincible heart was not shaken at all.

A pair of molten gold pupils stood up, bursting with divine light, and two pupil power light pillars cast by the golden Holy Flame shot out with a bang, twisting the air and drawing two burnt tracks in the space.

The pupils of the audience outside the venue contracted.

At such a close distance, this move is hard to defend against. Luo Fanchen will definitely die if he is shot in the head.

"As you wish."

Luo Fanchen's eye between his eyebrows shone with divine light.

All the massive golden holy flame power absorbed was condensed and gathered, mixed with his own soul saint-level spiritual pupil power, and pierced through the air and blasted out.

"Boom!"

The pupil power light columns of both sides exploded in the center, the power of the flame surged, and the energy was like a tide, pouring up and down, and the hot air waves rolled and boiled.

Such a scene made the audience outside the venue hold their breath, and each cheered for their faith in their hearts.

The flame collision weakened and dissipated.

Luo Fanchen showed his tall figure, his clean clothes fluttered, his fairy face was flawless, and he was as steady as a mountain.

"Nothing?"

"How is it possible!"

"Such a strong explosion, he is like nothing happened???"

The audience quickly turned their eyes and looked at the opposite side.

Huang Yan was also unharmed, and the golden clothes of the Holy Son were dust-free, which really made the little fairies and fans who believed in him breathe a sigh of relief: "Brother is safe and sound!"

"What a joke, how could that guy hurt my Holy Son?"

However, the next moment,

Huang Yan's molten gold pupils trembled, and blood seeped out from the corners of his eyes, but the blood was mixed with a faint and thin golden color, which surprised everyone.

The shouting fairies were suddenly speechless, their eyes dull.

"Holy Son..."

"Injured?"

Huang Yan raised his finger and gently touched the corner of his eye, leaving a trace of blood.

He looked down at the blood on his fingertips, and his shoulders trembled.

A strange sound came out.

He suddenly raised his head and laughed out loud: "Hahaha."

"Good, you are fine."

"Before going on stage, I was worried that you were too weak and couldn't even withstand my Holy Flame. I was crushed to death.What's the point of ants? They can't let this Saint Son have fun. "

"You are worthy of being my Huang Yan's opponent."

Yang Jinghong scratched his head: "No, this idiot is seriously ill."

"You are still happy when you are injured?"

The social youth nodded in agreement: "It's the late stage of pretending to be a idiot, there is no hope!"

"But this kind of lunatic opponent with pure beliefs is quite scary. Luo Zhuangyuan is in danger."

Yang Jinghong squinted his eyes, patted the social youth on the shoulder, and said in a mature manner:

"Little brother, watch it slowly."

"Do you think... my brother-in-law has no desire to fight?"

"I have always understood my brother-in-law. There is also a beast in his heart that chooses people to eat. "

The young man looked at the hand that patted his shoulder and was a little confused.

On the field, Luo Fanchen stared at the arrogant and laughing Huang Yan, especially the blood mixed with a faint golden light.

His red lotus fire had been burning the opponent just now,

but it could not hurt the opponent at all. The surface of the opponent's skin seemed to be protected by a thin light film, which other people outside the field could not see at all.

Seeing this scene, Luo Fanchen also smiled: "Am I worthy of being your opponent..."

"Of course!" Huang Yan smiled domineeringly: "You barely have the qualifications."

Luo Fanchen asked seriously: "Then can your strength please me?"

Huang Yan's smile froze.

For the first time, the first time in his life, someone was so presumptuous with him.

"Asshole!"

"You will pay the price of your life for your arrogance! "

Huang Yan spread his arms, and a raging fire burned towards the gradually thinning darkness of the sky.

A flaming angel descended to the earth, with his hands clasped together, his pupils closed, and stood behind Huang Yan, each of his fire feathers burning with sacred flames.

"Wow!"

"The Son of God is angry and has used the angel spirit!"

"Come!"

Huang Yan gave an order, and his body merged with the flaming angel spirit.

The whole person was like a young god, his body expanded to three meters, the brocade clothes behind him were broken, and six angel wings extended out, the red fire feathers were clearly visible, and the heat waves were emptied when they flapped.

He soared into the air, looking down at the ground, shining in all directions.

He raised his finger,

A fireball lingered on his fingertips.

The fireball enlarged in the wind, and in an instant it exploded to the size of a mountain, like a small sun.

"Go! "

The little sun, with its overwhelming heat, crushed and smashed to the ground. The audience outside the venue was attacked by the aftermath of the heat wave, sweating, and countless pupils reflected the sun.

The sun that was descending suddenly stopped, and an impatient voice came from below. Luo Fanchen held up the sun with one arm, and the red-gold luster flowed on his right arm.

"Huang Yan."

"Give up these little tricks, and try some real stuff."

"Boom! "

As soon as the words fell, Luo Fanchen raised one arm and swung it out suddenly.

The stagnant flaming sun bounced back at high speed.

It exploded towards Huang Yan and exploded.

The flames fell like meteors, and the audience was terrified and everyone was in danger, but they were all intercepted by several referees at the edge of the ring, and no innocent people were hurt.

When he looked up at the sky again,

A pair of light and dark dragon wings flapped behind Luo Fanchen,

He stretched out his palm to cover his mouth, as if he was bored and wanted to doze off.

The audience outside the venue was amazed.

"This...this really doesn't treat Huang Yan as a human being."

"Isn't this Luo Fanchen a little too strong? He is still so relaxed now."

The audience was thinking about one question in their minds, who is the teacher of this monster!

"Asshole! "

Huang Yan, who had been calm all along, got angry, his hair flying, like a madman.

He was not angry because Luo Fanchen bounced back his attack,

nor because of his verbal attack,

but because he knew better than most of the audience and bigwigs outside the venue that

this guy had more than one martial soul.

"Luo Fanchen, release your other martial soul."

Huang Yan was full of murderous intent: "Are you going to fight me like this?"

The fourth priest was convinced,

Has this stupid son forgotten what the other party's martial soul is like? What the hell!

Just kill him directly, what are you waiting for!

Shouted from a distance:

"Can he release his palm-sized little loach martial soul? "

Except for the people of the Canglong Empire who had seen Luo Fanchen's ancestral dragon spirit, and the Shenxiao Sect who had heard Yang Jinghong mention Luo Fanchen,

All the people of the other empires were shocked by Huang Yan's words, and stared at the young man with dragon wings in the air, wondering:

"This guy... has another spirit?"

"He hid this trick?"

"Fuck!"

"He hid a spirit to the world's top three? ? "

Facing the countless suspicious eyes of the audience, Luo Fanchen's deep eyes flashed with arcs, turned his head and glanced at the four priests, and looked at the old man Yin Jiu with interest.

Recalling the scene of awakening a few months ago,

He was full of emotion, and he was indifferent.A melodious voice said:

"Come out..."

"Little loach."

"Say hello to this old thing again."

"Ang——"

A shocking dragon roar sounded,

Soul power boiled,

The evergreen azure light rose from Luo Fanchen's head...