met free Chapter 1125
Chapter 1125
The sky of the Soul Martial Continent was filled with wind and clouds, and thunder and lightning were heard.
The sound of the startled dragon resounded through the void, and everyone's eyes widened. It was hard to imagine that there could be such a magnificent martial soul in the world. The size of that handsome dragon had exceeded a thousand feet, covering the sky and the sun, and stretched across the sky.
The pair of red-gold dragon wings had disappeared, but the dragon's momentum was far greater than before. The dragon's might spread, and the golden-red dragon scales turned into colorful light, radiating to the surroundings.
The dragon's eyes were cold, looking down on the world.
"Roar——"
The sound of the dragon's roar came out, and all the beast martial soul owners in the Soul Martial Continent trembled, as if they sensed their ancestors crawling out of the coffin, and they were extremely frightened.
King Tianwu's face twitched. He wondered if Luo Fanchen hadn't intentionally restrained the dragon's might from shocking outward, would he have knelt down on the spot.
In the past, the Azure Dragon Martial Soul was the best dragon martial soul in the world, but compared to the might of Luo Fanchen's dragon martial soul, it was a world apart, and they were simply not in the same dimension.
Under the suppression of his status, King Tianwu felt that his strength had been reduced by 90%.
When he felt a little sad,
But soon King Tianwu realized a problem,
Why am I sad?
This is my son-in-law!
He felt that he had worked hard all his life, but it was not as good as his daughter finding a boyfriend to improve the family!
The colorful holy dragon above a thousand feet was suspended in the void. Luo Fanchen observed that the colorful light on the dragon scales had a tendency to merge, which would be the ultimate form of the Zulong martial soul!
"Shua shua——"
Seeing the Ancestral Dragon Martial Spirit "showing off its might", Qinglian was not willing to lag behind. It seemed to take root in the void. The moment it bloomed, countless green air spread out. Everyone present felt refreshed, and it even released green divine light to help the injured Pope recover his blood and make up for the source of backlash.
Now Qinglian has 36 lotus leaves, rhizomes, lotus pods, and lotus seeds.
Compared with the pitiful six lotus leaves two years ago, there is a world of difference.
Luo Fanchen stared at Qinglian. This group of weird evil gods really supplemented it, so that all six lotus leaves of Qinglian's ninth form grew out. He tried to activate the latest form.
The last six lotus leaves of Qinglian flashed with four-color light and vibrated with a buzzing sound.
But it was stuck at the last step, which gave the protagonist an anxious and eager consciousness.
Luo Fanchen was puzzled at first, then suddenly realized,
Remembering that the last time the eighth form was successfully activated by sacrificing the best Taotie.
This time, a suitable sacrifice should be prepared again.
The question is where to find it?
Luo Fanchen couldn't help but miss Taotie, but the old guy was dead and couldn't be dead again, so there was no way to use him again.
He could faintly feel the dangerous breath from the last six petals of the lotus, which should be the unprecedented peak form.
The thousand-foot colorful holy dragon and the thirty-six-petal blue lotus were surging and responded from afar.
All the weapon spirits and beast spirits in the world were trembling.
If it were usual, the world's strong would naturally be more afraid. Now that the Soul Martial Continent has encountered a catastrophe of destruction, Luo Fanchen can show such a special side, which undoubtedly makes everyone more confident.
But looking at the blood and fire domain gate sealed by the monstrous devil flame, he still lacked confidence.
The enemy is an old monster that has been developing for who knows how many years, and Luo Fanchen has only practiced for a few years?
This is destined not to be a fair war.
The people of Tianwu King thought that they could help Luo Fanchen in the past, but now they are powerless, and they felt sad for a while. This means that everything will be borne by Luo Fanchen, a young man, and they are ashamed.
"Huh?"
Luo Fanchen noticed something strange in his body.
The white-haired goddess was still quietly absorbing the power of the colored gems, and the blood species also changed after being swallowed by several battles.
The energy contained in the blood species seemed to have reached a certain critical point, shining with a special red divine brilliance, growing up in the light and shadow, and actually grew into a charming plant, extremely magical, and ready to bloom.
Inside the epidermis of the red plant, various Dao patterns seemed to flow.
In each Dao pattern, there is a familiar feeling of Luo Fanchen.
He mastered the virtualization, resurrection of flesh and blood, black pupil soul capture, invisibility...
All in it.
Luo Fanchen felt that if the blood species swallowed enough strange power, there should be a surprise. With so much power as nutrients, the things bred in the flower bud must be extraordinary.
Although the Soul Martial Continent is facing the catastrophe of destruction now,
but great opportunities are also bred in the great terror, and he must seize every opportunity to improve.
The most important thing at present is to merge the fetus of the plane.
That group of gods have been hiding behind the scenes, and they are plotting this. They will never watchMerge by yourself.
Luo Fanchen looked at the Pope. Qinglian now had a soul ring of 990,000 years. In this case, it had a healing effect of turning decay into magic, but it still couldn't help the Pope heal all the backlash injuries.
Luo Fanchen sighed. After all, the Pope was the body of a star king, and Qinglian's cross-border healing was still a little difficult.
The Pope said: "Fanchen, stop, you must keep your state at the peak now."
"Even if the fetus of the plane recognizes you, it is not easy to merge with it."
"There is no time to lose, let's go immediately."
The Pope made a prompt decision, and then arranged for the Queen of the Divine Phoenix, Lin Dingtian and others to guard near the domain gate, not allowing anyone to approach, and she went to protect Luo Fanchen and find the fetus of the plane to merge.
Long Youwei hesitated and asked, "Pope, if the gods hiding in the dark come to attack here..."
The Pope shook his head: "They want to plunder the opportunities of the Soul Martial Continent, not to seek death. If they break the ban and let the strange tribe in, they will die first."
Long Youwei also wanted to accompany Luo Fanchen, but for the sake of the overall situation, she stayed.
After all, she is now one of the strongest fighting forces of the human race besides the Pope.
Luo Fanchen looked at the women, and before he could say anything, he saw the women nodding their heads, giving him unconditional support and understanding, indicating that he didn't have to worry about love at this time, and the big things were more important.
The Pope asked, "Can you sense his existence?"
Luo Fanchen nodded and closed his eyes.
Following the milky white spiritual light between his eyebrows, he sensed a special existence thousands of miles away. He raised his hand and tore the void and fled away.
The Pope followed behind him and disappeared together.
There was another figure leaving together, and everyone saw it but did not stop it.
Long Youwei clenched her jade hands: "You must return safely."
The Queen of the Divine Phoenix sighed: "Time is too tight, and I don't know how long this ban will last."
"Ancient books record that the fusion of the fetus of the plane requires at least the cultivation of the god level, and Luo Fanchen has not yet reached the time to truly break through to the god level, unless he chooses to give up his future potential and follow the path of others."
Lin Dingtian's eyes were deep: "Believe in him, believe in the Pope, what we have to do now is to guard this place."