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

Chapter 513

The whole audience was shocked, but Luo Fanchen, who was covered in golden light, still felt nothing.

Suddenly, the wind blew,

He felt his shoulders numb,

A pair of slender hands, cold and piercing, were placed on his shoulders, goose bumps appeared on his ears, and countless breaths blew and whispered, like the wailing of wronged souls.

Damn!

What kind of underworld methods are these? What is wrong with this Wuming?

This is the first time that Luo Fanchen has encountered such a weird soul master, who is completely different from normal people.

Little did he know that in the eyes of others, he has always been the weirder one with three spiritual pupils.

Wet hair fell on his neck, like a water ghost.

The blood and energy in his body were continuously drained out, and he felt powerless like drowning in his chest, and it was difficult to breathe. His neck was moved by an invisible force, and he was about to be hanged here alive.

Behind him, in the rolling black air, there seemed to be a ghostly and slender black shadow with a special breath.

The strong feeling of drowning and helplessness,

made endless anger surge in Luo Fanchen's chest, and thunderous sound came out of his mouth.

"Give me--"

"Get out of here!"

"Boom!!"

Luo Fanchen's special golden light surged again, and a faint roar came out, instantly forcing the black shadow back and shaking it into the black fog.

The flesh and blood recovered their temperature, breathing returned to normal, and the cold and weird feeling disappeared.

"Blocked again?"

"This..."

"What kind of battle is this?"

"Diao Da, please explain it!"

Hundreds of thousands of spectators couldn't understand the game, and they were anxious to death, asking questions one after another.

"Three bows to the bone calamity, broken bones and broken intestines!"

Wuming's movements became faster and faster, without stopping, as if he didn't believe that the other party had such means to protect himself.

The huge Dharma image in the black fog bowed again.

Countless black shadows appeared out of thin air in Luo Fanchen's body, like little ghosts, gnawing at his internal organs, and every inch of his bones felt a sharp pain.

"Asshole!!"

Luo Fanchen's eyes glared, flashing with a strong and majestic light.

He had already understood the source of the golden light.

In an instant, a shocking dragon roar sounded from Luo Fanchen's body, and the infinite peaceful and neutral golden light power wandered in his limbs and bones, dispersing and shattering all the black shadows and ghosts.

The whole audience was shocked by the sound of the dragon roar, and their eyes widened in disbelief.

Luo Fanchen's whole body was shining with golden light, and the roar was exciting.

A vast golden shadow rushed out from Luo Fanchen's head, soaring up, and rushed straight into the sky.

Everyone suddenly looked up at the golden light, and their hearts trembled.

"That..."

"What is that?"

"Dragon?"

A majestic and vast golden dragon with flying scales and claws hovered in the void, with its eyes of pure gold and majesty, swooping down to protect the void behind Luo Fanchen.

The golden light dispelled the black fog and competed with the vague Dharma image in the black fog behind Wuming.

The whole audience was shocked and amazed.

Even the big guys in the sky stared at the golden dragon.

Luo Fanchen stood up from the armchair, with golden light shining, looking at Wuming, whose black robe was shaking.

He had a handsome face like a reader, and a slight arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Your Highness, the Holy Son, I roughly understand what method you are using."

Wuming was silent, as if his mood had been stimulated by some kind of shock.

Luo Fanchen continued to speak, and hundreds of thousands of audience members in the audience were shocked and wanted to listen carefully. They swore that they didn't listen carefully at this time even on their wives' wedding night.

"If I guess correctly, you have mastered the power of disaster in some way."

"When you worship, the opponent will be in disaster and cannot fight back. You can only rely on your own foundation to resist."

"How many people in the world have the power equal to your terrible power of disaster?"

Hearing Luo Fanchen's analysis, the soul masters from big families in the audience suddenly realized, shuddered, and thought it was terrible.

What's more terrible is that Luo Fanchen actually blocked it without any damage!

There are also a few dull audience members who are confused.

The Dark Palace Master exclaimed, and Yang Tingjun and other bigwigs also raised their eyebrows: "This boy has sharp eyes and deep blessings. Even if he comes from a humble background, he is extraordinary."

The Blue Dragon Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, and the pleasure in his eyes could hardly be concealed, and he was ecstatic in his heart.

God help me!!!

"Your analysis is correct!"

Wuming confirmed Luo Fanchen's guess, which surprised him.

Because the hoarse and rough voice in the Samsara Mask was not angry, but a little more relaxed, which made people feel very strange.

The audience was confused,

"What's wrong with this guy, is he a pervert?"

"Is he happy even though his means were blocked?"

"Is there a back-up plan?"

Wuming seemed to have a lot more patience, and explained in detail:

"My means are bad luck. When bad luck comes, I can only rely onThere is no other way but to resist it with your own luck and destiny."

She looked up at the golden dragon of luck hovering behind Luo Fanchen, and said in surprise: "I really didn't expect that you were just born in a mountain village, but your luck is so deep."

"Amazing."

The audience was stunned. What the hell, how could these two people praise each other for business.

But the golden dragon of luck was really shocking.

Not to mention Yu Wang, Ming Tian and others, even some powerful soul masters who were neutral had greed in their eyes. What a strong luck.

How much benefit will it bring? If there is a way to deprive it...

Bai Yingyue opened her mouth wide, and then looked at Di Weiyang in surprise: "Teacher, did you know it a long time ago?"

"I don't know."

Di Weiyang said: "But do you think that people with shallow luck can cultivate to this level in just a few months?"

"Which of the successful soul masters of my generation does not have great luck? "

"But talent must be fulfilled with worthy efforts."

Bai Yingyue knew that the teacher said so much, first to explain to her, and second to warn her.

With luck but no effort, everything you get will be taken back by fate sooner or later.

"Damn it!"

"This luck should belong to my son!"

The fourth priest had a shriveled face with a bit of cruelty. As a father of a "chicken baby", he hoped that there would be more treasures and rare things in the world, and he should fight for them for his son.

Huang Yan opened his molten gold pupils at some point, and then closed them again.

"I have much more than him."

"How could the emperor covet the wealth of beggars? When he can defeat the plundering in an upright manner, there is no need to use conspiracy and trickery. Don't embarrass your son. "

The fourth priest opened his mouth wide, wanting to curse.

You are really a big heart!!!

Emperor Weiyang's phoenix eyes were cold, and he sneered in his heart.

It was too late to regret that the fourth priest was blind.

If he had a broader mind, Luo Fanchen would be his disciple.

How could he meet himself.

"The word fate... is wonderful."

"Teacher, what are you talking about?"

Emperor Weiyang was interrupted by his curious apprentice, and glanced at him coldly: "Don't force me to slap you."

"Alas——"

Faced with Wuming's approval,

Luo Fanchen, who was surrounded by golden light and protected by a golden dragon, sighed.

The audience was stunned, furious, and couldn't understand:

"Brother, you shine on the stage, and you have pretended to be so powerful, why are you still sighing?"

Wuming said hoarsely and indifferently: "What are you sighing about? "

Luo Fanchen's eyes were deep, and he sighed sympathetically:

"Evil spirit and bad luck are indeed powerful, but how can using them be without a price?"

"The first one to suffer the most is the user himself."

Luo Fanchen shook his head and said nothing.

Wuming saw complex emotions in the other person's eyes, as if there were many unknown stories about the other person, but there was no pity.

He was not pitying me, but really trying to understand me.

Wuming's indifference gradually disappeared, and he said:

"You have obtained such a powerful luck, and the sacrifice is probably not small."

Luo Fanchen's heart twitched,

This...

This question is not easy to answer.

What did he sacrifice?

Sacrificed the ordinary life that will never return, sacrificed the silence of sleeping alone at night, and died alone.

Luo Fanchen answered seriously: "For this, I sacrificed a life. "

Wuming stared at Luo Fanchen closely,

She could determine the answer in her own way, and the other party definitely did not lie.

"Surrender."

Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched, what the hell?

It felt like he had been talking for a long time in vain.

Wuming said seriously: "You have good luck and deep blessings, but you are still a mortal genius after all."

"You can't stop my strongest means."

Luo Fanchen raised his eyebrows,

I didn't expect the other party to be so confident, and secretly thought that the World Championship was indeed full of surprises.

"Then you also accept my worship."

Luo Fanchen's delusion-breaking sky pupil had already been opened,

The sky pupil that evolved to the soul master level vibrated, and blood flowed out.

It was enough to show the ferocity of the replica skill.

"Luo Shen kowtows three times! !"

The audience outside the venue twitched their faces when they heard the sound: "This guy gave the name himself."

"It's outrageous! "

"My Zhuo, can this skill be imitated?"

Luo Fanchen's whole body was covered with golden light, and he put his hands together and bowed.

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

The two bowed to each other, as if they were getting married, full of drama.

But the roar of the dragon spread.

The golden dragon of luck shone brightly, and it was so powerful that it could not withstand the blurred and slender shadow of the opponent's Dharma image in the black air.

"Give up, it's useless."

"I'm..."

Wuming's voice was calm and indifferent, and he groaned halfway through.

"Boom!"!”

The thick black fog was diluted and thinned. Under the pressure of the golden dragon of luck, she suffered a backlash of bad luck. The black robe covering her whole body was shattered.

It exploded into countless black pieces of cloth, which fell from the sky like snowflakes.

"Impossible!"

"You are definitely not as simple as the golden dragon of luck!!!"

A hoarse cry came out,

The true face hidden under the black robe also appeared in front of the world.

Luo Fanchen's eyes were shocked, and the pupils of the audience shrank. Their breathing seemed to freeze in an instant, and they kept stuttering with their mouths wide open.

"I..."

"I...Zhao???"