N-A-A Chapter 400
Chapter 400
"The emperor's grandson can't lose!"
"A soul ring reaching ten thousand years is a qualitative change, and there is still a chance to win!!"
"That's right, come on, His Highness Wudao!"
The gamblers seemed to have received a shot of cardiotonic, and they sat up in shock from their dying illness, their fading eyes burst into strong light again, and they cheered loudly for Ye Wudao and others.
Mang Shang sighed again and again: "The imperial family is really rich and powerful, and they found a suitable ten thousand year soul ring for this guy in one night."
He murmured to himself with envy: "Dad, dad, can we fight for some spirit? Look at other people's dads! How filial!!"
Niu Gaowan, who was originally frightened by Luo Fanchen's twin martial spirits, and the two male and female geniuses of the wolf and wolf combination, now calmed down because of Ye Wudao.
Niu Gaoyan comforted himself: "No matter how powerful he is, it is only a thousand-year soul ring with limited power. With the cooperation of Your Highness's Dead Wood Dragon Void, we have the advantage!"
At this moment, Ye Wudao's dragon robe fluttered, and he was in high spirits.
The blue vertical pupils were full of confidence, and the sixth soul ring hummed and vibrated.
"No need for you to take action, I will go and get him."
"Roar--"
The roar of an angry dragon came from the inside of the dark soul ring.
Ye Wudao jumped up,
In an instant, countless earth elemental forces gathered around him, forming a huge earth emperor dragon armor beast under his feet, with flying scales and claws, and a mighty dragon.
"Sixth soul skill: Control the earth·Emperor Dragon Shakes the Earth!!"
Ye Wudao drove the emperor dragon and swooped down towards Luo Fanchen on the ground. The huge dragon beast was extremely heavy, as if it had a force of ten thousand kilograms, and the alloy iron cage creaked and wailed.
A strong gust of wind blew up Ye Wudao's black hair, and he shouted domineeringly:
"Can you resist the power of the ten thousand year soul skill?"
Facing the Earth Emperor Dragon Armor Beast's swooping attack, Luo Fanchen's green crystal scales reflected the sun's brilliance, dazzling and dazzling. His movements were simple and unpretentious, and he bent his arm again.
"Hua La——"
His right arm instantly burned with red flames, brilliant and dazzling, the air instantly scorched, and the arm of flame energy blasted out.
"Fire——"
"Fist!!"
A punch was thrown, the flames whistled, and the surging fire swept out.
It turned into a huge orange-red flame fist, wrapped in a red halo, and in an instant it brought a fire snake heat wave and hit the Earth Emperor Dragon Armor Beast head-on.
"Bang——"
A loud noise spread, and the eardrums vibrated.
The bursting flames and the heavy earth element breath intertwined and exploded in the air.
It blocked everyone's sight.
"Boom boom boom!"
The explosion continued for a long time, and the energy storm radiated in all directions.
The audience was filled with exclamations,
Because the Emperor's grandson's dragon-born ten thousand year soul skill was extremely powerful, but he was only able to match Luo Fanchen? How is this possible!
You must know that a soul beast that has reached ten thousand years is a qualitative change from a soul beast that has reached nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years, which cannot be made up by quantity. And no matter how powerful Luo Fanchen's third soul ring is, can it add thousands of years?
But the facts are in front of us.
"How did he do it!!"
"How did he do it?"
The gamblers' eyes were wide open with bloodshot: "One punch to block a ten thousand year soul skill? Impossible!"
The big guys in the sky were also in doubt, especially the crown prince Ye Fuyao.
He frowned, this was the killer he had carefully prepared for his son.
The violent energy that was sweeping through the huge cage dissipated.
The princes and clan leaders in the sky seemed to have seen something in advance. Their pupils suddenly shrank, and they stood up suddenly, staring at the inside of the cage.
"This!!!"
The Rain King's lips trembled, and he exclaimed: "This is impossible!!!"
Lin Dingtian's chubby face trembled, and a storm of waves rose in his heart.
"This kid..."
"He actually has a trump card?"
Mang Buliu's throat was dry: "This Luo Fanchen, isn't it a bit too exaggerated?"
The eyes of the Canglong Emperor burst into a strong light, as if he suddenly became dozens of years younger. In his surprise, he was filled with indescribable surprise.
But it was only a moment before he withdrew.
At this moment, the more than 200,000 spectators in the audience and the players watching the game in major cities all saw the scene on the ring clearly.
The heart twitched, the whole body trembled suddenly, and shuddered. I don’t know how many people wiped their eyes, wondering if they saw it wrong.
"What's going on!!!"
"Stop it!!"
"Am I hallucinating?"
"I woke up in the morning and saw that Soul Master had a ten thousand year soul ring. What the hell?"
In the cage, Luo Fanchen's right arm was shining with orange-red flames, reflecting the face of a half-exiled immortal. What caused everyone's heart to tremble was the three soul rings under his feet.
Black, purple, black.
Two deep and dark soul rings,
In the eyes of everyone, it was so stunningDazzling, so unbelievable.
When Luo Fanchen revealed his real trump card, the whole audience was speechless.
Soon,
The sound of sucking in cold air came one after another, and the exclamation of explosions went straight to the sky, and the stadium was noisy.
"Impossible, a soul master has two ten thousand year soul rings?"
"Fuck!!"
"Am I not mistaken? Aren't the limits of the first four soul rings four hundred years, nine hundred years, one thousand seven hundred years, and five thousand years?"
"Who can tell me what's going on?!"
"Monster!!"
"Who can wake me up with a pee and tell me this is not true!!!"
"The first soul ring is ten thousand years, the third soul ring is still ten thousand years, and the second one is probably no less than five thousand years, which exceeds the limit of the soul master. How did he do it?"
At this time, someone with a discerning eye realized A very scary thing, scalp tingling:
"Have you noticed that Luo Fanchen blocked His Highness's punch by only using the purple soul ring, the ultimate move was useless!!"
"To resist the emperor's grandson's soul ring for a thousand years, what kind of background is this."
At this moment, I don't know how many gamblers cried out in pain:
"I can't think of it, I can't think of it at all!"
"Who knew that Luo Fanchen still had this trick up his sleeve, it's so damn good at hiding it!!!"
"It's over, it's all over."
In the center of all the noise, Lin Shengyi's clear and beautiful eyes were stunned.
The cold and calm heart trembled again, and was frightened.
The two geniuses of Niu Gaowan, Lang, and Bei almost knelt down in fear.
"Fuck..."
"Old Cow, I have been fighting this kind of monster?"
"What illusion made me think I had a chance to beat this kind of person?"
Lin Qianjue's eyes were blank and dull, and his fierceness was weakening:
"I... I didn't deserve to lose."
He thought Luo Fanchen was just a lucky guy who happened to be favored by the lady.
Facts have proved that he is superficial through and through.
Jian Jiujue's hand holding the sword was shaking. Every time he thought he had seen Luo Fanchen's full strength, the other party would play another trump card to refresh his cognition.
It makes people feel desperate, too scary.
Mang Shang's lips moved quickly:
"Ah!!!"
"I said I always felt something was wrong!"
"This guy really has a hundred million hands! If you face a monster like this, just surrender!!!"
Ye Wudao's dragon robe was burnt, and his palms under the robe were trembling, a little hysterical:
"Impossible!"
"How can you have such a soul ring configuration."
He, the grandson of the emperor, was proud of the ten thousand year soul ring, and a soul master had two.
The yellow, purple, purple, and black configuration, compared with the other party's black, purple, and black configuration, seemed extremely shabby. He, the grandson of the emperor, was more like the one who came out of the slums.
His mentality collapsed directly.
Luo Fanchen stared at the grandson of the emperor, Ye Wudao, who was in a frenzy, with a playful expression on his face. He sighed and said, "Everyone, I am not talented, and I am sorry to show my ugliness."
"The ten thousand year soul ring thing, I just happen to have two..."