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

Chapter 515

"How is it possible!!"

"What price did this boy pay for his heaven-defying luck? He can actually fight against the star of evil!"

"This is impossible!!"

Don't say that the hundreds of thousands of people below were shocked and incomprehensible.

Even the sect masters and emperors in the sky looked at him in surprise.

"Wuming has been confirmed to be a person favored by God, and he is blessed by heaven."

"How can the fate of the star of evil be so easily resisted?"

The Lord of the Dark Temple said to himself in surprise: "Meimei's bad luck was actually curbed by this kid's luck, and no one else was hurt?"

The White Tiger Emperor asked with a slanted look: "Is this boy also a person favored by God? You, old dog Canglong, are hiding it well enough."

The Canglong Emperor was also surprised and delighted. He half-squinted his eyes and said lazily and decadently: "Is it possible that he is just lucky?"

Lin Dingtian's mouth twitched.

Even if you are lucky, you can't be this good.

He suddenly remembered the legend recorded in ancient books.

The strongest geniuses of ancient and modern times are none other than the God-favored ones who awaken mysterious powers in all kinds of strange ways.

But there is also a kind of person who can be compared with the God-favored ones.

That is the son of destiny who is born every time the Soul Martial Continent is in danger.

Lin Dingtian's heart was shocked, and when he looked at Luo Fanchen again, the strange feeling of disgust that the little yellow-haired man came to harm his daughter disappeared, and he looked a little more pleasing to the eye.

What,

This is too realistic for me! !

On the stage, the pink-haired queen herself was also surprised.

Why does she live in a black robe and under a mask? Because she thinks she is not worthy of living under the sun.

No matter where she walks, even if she doesn't want to hurt people subjectively, she will bring misfortune and death to countless people.

Grandma is dead,

Dad is dead...

Mom is dead too...

If it weren't for the master saying that your life was exchanged for the people of the whole clan.

They are dead, so you have to live well.

As a God-favored one, you have your own mission to do.

Without these reasons, the pink-haired lady herself would not want to live alone in this world.

Her biggest fear is to see someone killed by her.

Die tragically in front of her.

Today,

It was the first time she took off her mask in public, but no one died.

And all this was because the somewhat overbearing and unreasonable young man opposite her, who was lucky enough to offset her bad luck.

The pink-haired lady looked at the dark night sky with gray eyes, and regret flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"It's a pity that it's Heitian."

How long has it been since I last saw the sun...

After awakening at the age of six?

Most of the time, I can't take off the mask. Sometimes I don't want to, and there are obstacles in my heart. I can't take off the mask after wearing it for a long time.

Luo Fanchen asked bluntly: "Sister, what's the matter with the figure in the black fog behind you?"

The pink-haired lady retracted her gaze and agreed: "I was wrong before."

"You are stronger than I thought."

She looked back and said: "Are you talking about it?"

"Since I was sensible, this phantom has been following me."

"Before I awakened, only I could see it."

"I don't know where it came from, let alone where it is going."

"I only know that it is the source of all my pain and misfortune."

Luo Fanchen thought it was strange.

The pink-haired lady's words were without any emotional fluctuations, as if she had long been numb.

When passers-by looked up at the power of the genius, the genius was also bearing her misfortune.

Luo Fanchen sighed:

Thank you, Brother Tongzi!

Thank you for the protection of the ancestors of China!

The pink-haired lady had pink nails, her white and smooth hands were clasped together, her pink hair was flying, and a hint of hope seemed to rise in her sad and beautiful gray eyes.

"I hope you can accept this bow!"

"Swish-swish--"

Thunder rolled in the sky, the ground shook, the black fog whistled, and the fierce voices roared.

The graceful figure in the black fog became clearer and clearer, and the bad luck was strong.

Everyone was terrified and terrified.

They were afraid of being implicated, but it seemed too late to escape now.

"Four bows of death, soul flying away!"

Luo Fanchen's movements were almost synchronized with the pink-haired royal sister, exactly the same.

His expression was solemn and solemn, and his eyes were filled with golden light of luck.

He put his hands together and bowed forward.

"Yin and Yang rotate, endless!!"

Yang Jinghong howled in the audience: "Fuck, husband and wife bowing to each other?"

The young man's expression was wonderful: "God damn husband and wife bowing to each other, amazing!"

Ye Longhe's expression was wonderful: "What's the name of this skill, when did godfather learn it?"

The princess rolled her eyes, inexplicably jealous: "Don't ask, if you ask, this stinky man just came up with it for show."

Ye Longhe and others: "Uh..."

"Boom!!!"

The golden dragon claws of luck burst out with golden light, carrying auspicious luck, and collided with the graceful Dharma image in the black fog from the void.Together, they exploded silently, and the situation changed.

"Are we going to compete?"

"This..."

The situation was evenly matched, which shocked everyone, and they didn't have time to recover.

Something strange happened.

A dragon roar came out from Luo Fanchen's body again, and the golden dragon of luck instantly suppressed the black fog.

"Hmm?"

This made Ye Longhe's blood beat wildly, and the Canglong Emperor seemed to feel something, and a gleam of light burst out from his eyes, focusing on Luo Fanchen.

The black fog of bad luck in the sky was compressed back into the body of the pink-haired queen in the shocked eyes of the audience, and was sealed inside, making it difficult for it to come out and cause trouble.

The pink-haired queen looked at all this blankly with cold gray eyes.

The warm golden light touched her skin and penetrated.

The tall young man who walked slowly out of the golden light was reflected in her gray eyes.

The young man walked in front of her, stood close to her, and did not avoid the outside of the field, nor was he shy, and looked at her carefully.

"What a pity."

Wuming asked hoarsely: "What a pity."

Luo Fanchen shook his head with regret: "A beautiful face, hidden under a mask, a pearl covered in dust, isn't it a pity?"

Wuming sneered: "You are so brave, you can suppress me for a while, but not for a lifetime."

Luo Fanchen heard the voice, his brain twitched, and he stretched out his big hand.

He pinched the cheek of the royal sister who was so fragile that she could not see the sun.

The pink-haired royal sister trembled, and her gray eyes stared at Luo Fanchen.

It was not anger,

nor shame,

nor love,

but a very strange and complicated feeling.

Since she killed everyone, no one dared to get close to her.

Touch her?

Don't want to live?

I'm going to explode after just one look, and holding hands is like a white crane flying to the west?

"What the hell?"

"What the hell??"

The hundreds of thousands of spectators in the audience all opened their mouths wide, watching Luo Fanchen's amazing move, their minds were like thunder and thunder.

The young man was stunned and said, "I'm shocked, my friend, what kind of performance is this?"

Yang Jinghong's lips trembled, "Brother-in-law is so brave, he is the bravest among the three armies!"

Bai Yingyue gritted her teeth, and the princess's black silk was torn...

Yang Tingjun's heart trembled, he couldn't let this "yellow-haired" harm my precious daughter.

Lin Dingtian felt that he was not well.

King Tianwu's fist was hard.

The Lord of the Dark Temple suddenly stood up: "Let go of your hands, kid!"

Luo Fanchen moved gracefully and calmly, without any guilt, and put the mask back on the pink-haired goddess, and said to himself: "You can kill others, but not me."

"If you want, you don't need to hide it from me in the future."

"The sun and the world belong not only to others, but also to you."

After saying this, the audience outside the arena was still confused.

Wuming on the ring,

his expression could not be seen, and the fingers hanging under his clothes seemed to tremble slightly.

"Referee, I, the Dark Temple, admit defeat."

The referee was stunned.

What's going on.

He hasn't even used a soul skill yet, and he's surrendering?

The Lord of the Dark Temple stood straight on the sky, looking a little uneasy.

Is this kid playing dirty? ? ?

When the referee announced Luo Fanchen's victory, the whole audience was in an uproar.

The undefeated record of the Dark Temple was broken just like that?

A record that no one has ever broken was broken by a young man who did not come from any family?

Luo Fanchen was also a little surprised. How many geniuses would willingly surrender?

"It's better to surrender."

"I really don't like to hit women, especially soft girls."

"Wuming, then we'll meet again if we are destined to."

Luo Fanchen waved his sleeves, leaving no cloud behind, and said goodbye elegantly without any nostalgia.

Looking at the man's back, Wuming spoke after a few quiet breaths.

The hoarse and dry voice disappeared, replaced by a gentle voice like the gurgling of a spring and the singing of an oriole, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

"My name is not Wuming."

Luo Fanchen stopped, but did not look back.

The masked pink-haired goddess ignored the hundreds of thousands of strange eyes around her and continued to speak to herself:

"My name is--"

"Meimei."

"Remember, it's not the bad luck!!"

"Because my mother told me that no matter how hardship comes, one day, life will be like ripe blueberries, sweet after all the hardship!"

At the end, her voice was still sad and cold, but invisibly, it emphasized a little more.

I don't know if it was to cheer myself up, or something else...