Twin god-level martial souls shocked the demon emperor's wife!

"Humph!"

Tie Lao cast a sideways glance at Yang Wei and the others who exclaimed and questioned, and frowned with displeasure.

"The old man has not yet reached the age of old eyesight, so he will never make a mistake."

Li Hongpeng quickly apologized: "Old Tie, how dare we doubt you."

"Brother Luo, he just broke through the eleventh level in the afternoon. It's only been a few hours, and he... broke through again?"

"Yes, Tie Lao, this kind of cultivation speed is simply unheard of, it's too unreasonable." Yang Wei and other young people also nodded repeatedly, their faces full of surprise.

It's not that they don't want to believe it, it's that they can't believe it at all.

Soul masters have just awakened, and it is easiest to break through at the first level, but the further they practice, the more soul power they need to accumulate, and the breakthrough speed will naturally be slower.

On Yang Wei's face was a look of astonishment.

Because he also just broke through to the eleventh level today, and he broke through before Luo Fanchen.

As a result, he barely managed to consolidate his cultivation base after the breakthrough. Has Luo Fanchen made a new breakthrough?

Even if there is a gap, it can't be so much difference.

Hearing the unbelievable doubts of all the young people, even Tie Lao himself was a little unconfident.

Could it be that he is really old and has lost his sight?

It just so happened that Luo Fanchen finished his training at this time, stood up from the ground, his eyes were exhausted, and his spirit was full of energy.

He found that other people were staring at him with wide-eyed eyes, and felt very inexplicable, and these gazes were a bit too weird.

This group of people will not all be greedy for his beauty like the Princess!Luo Fanchen shivered.

At this time, a ray of fragrance slipped into the tip of the nose.

Turning his head, he saw the unruly princess with beautiful legs and black silk standing behind him, very close to him.

"Princess, you are..."

Ye Xiying's face was flushed, and a pair of catkins was holding a vermilion cloak.

Neither lifting nor letting go.

You can't just say that the princess wants to add clothes to you because you are a bastard man with thin clothes, so wouldn't she be very embarrassing?

She straightened her willow waist, and the white greasy groove on her chest was extremely stunning.

"Don't be sentimental, the princess is not worried about you being cold."

Luo Fanchen was surprised and said, "But... princess, I didn't ask anything?"

Looking at the man's bright black eyes, Ye Xiying became more and more guilty, nervously speaking incoherently:

"This princess is trying to cover your head, knock you bastard out, and take you back to the city as a slave, but you wake up."

"It's your fate!"

"Yeah." Luo Fanchen nodded: "I know, how can the princess be the kind of person who kindly covers my clothes."

You know a big-headed ghost!

All the shyness in Ye Xiying's heart instantly turned into annoyance, panting with anger, her little face was flushed, and her heroic and delicate face had a special charm.

Looking at it, Luo Fanchen couldn't help sighing in his heart, what a stunning princess, the best hot girl.

It's just that his personality is a bit too domineering, and it would be perfect if he could be trained.

Tie Lao walked over from the side and said with a friendly smile: "Little Brother Luo, did you break through to level [-] just now?"

The corner of Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched.

Good guy, the name has changed too quickly. At first it was that boy, then it was Luo Xiaoyou, and now it is Luo Xiaoxiong?

You are always the legendary face-changing king, right?

"Yes, the second vortex of soul power has liquefied and reached the twelfth level." Luo Fanchen nodded, but he did not hide it, and admitted generously.

"hiss--"

Other people who were paying attention to this side let out gasps.

"It has really reached the twelfth level."

"This is too fast!"

"Unbelievable! It's impossible to cheat so fast."

"Whether it will let us live."

Tie Lao's guess was confirmed, and he smiled wryly: "This old man's eyes are still clumsy, I didn't realize that little brother Luo is such a genius before."

"Forehead……"

Luo Fanchen heard everyone's exclamations, and said with a strange expression: "So you didn't practice just now, and that's why you stared at me?"

"Little friend said that." Tie Lao said: "Break two realms in one day, isn't this worth paying attention to?"

"I've always been like this, nothing to be surprised about." Luo Fanchen was speechless, isn't this basic practice?

You also said that you are an aristocratic elite, but you are always surprised, which is too unreasonable.

"what?"

"It's always been like this?"

"I Zhuo, do you listen to what people say?"

Everyone saw Luo Fanchen's helpless expression. Although the other party didn't say much, they always felt that they and others were strongly despised.

"Ugh--"

Luo Fanchen recalled the feeling when he was practicing just now, and he let out a long sigh, which directly silenced the others.

A string of question marks almost appeared on everyone's foreheads.

"Sigh... sigh??"

"Brother, ancestor, what else do you have to sigh about!"

"I just got a thousand-year soul ring today, and I broke the historical record of the Soul Martial Continent with the first soul ring attached, and then quickly broke through to the first level. Are you still sighing?"

"To be honest, do you want to piss us off and don't want us to live?"

Li Hongpeng frantically fumbled his disheveled hair, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Yang Wei's throat was fishy and sweet, his breath was choked in his chest and he almost didn't come up, this horse riding was really irritating.

Ye Xiying was born with a proud temperament, and she couldn't tolerate a few people in her eyes. As a result, Luo Fanchen made her a little unconfident now.

Facing everyone's crazy expressions, Luo Fanchen seriously shook his head.

"A good man doesn't mention his bravery in the past."

"Since the breakthrough is over, it is a thing of the past, and it is meaningless to mention it again."

"When I was practicing just now, I found that the breakthrough speed was much slower than before. How could I not sigh."

"???"

"Is this still slow?"

Li Hongpeng opened his mouth, and his whole body was petrified and split open.

Brother, it's not that we haven't seen someone pretending to be aggressive, but we've never seen you acting so serious.

Tie Lao couldn't help asking: "Little brother Luo, dare to ask what speed you practiced before."

Luo Fanchen shook his head and didn't want to say anything.

He has discovered that the joys and sorrows of human beings are not interlinked.

This group of people seems to be scumbags. They are satisfied with passing the exam. They are very happy if they pass the exam.

They will never understand the pain of not getting full marks in the exam.

The current situation is like when a group of scumbags are reveling in joy for passing the exam, a top student suddenly walks over with a paper that is one point short of a full mark, annoyed and sighing.

Ye Xiying was curious in her heart, seeing Luo Fanchen remained silent, her small mouth suddenly pouted.

"Why don't you say it, there's nothing you can't say about it, we are now friends who share weal and woe! We've stabbed you long ago."

Li Hongpeng patted his chest: "Brother Luo, is he afraid of scaring us? We are all professionally trained and have strong psychological qualities!"

Luo Fanchen waved his hand, not interested in talking.

He looked around, looking for the direction he came at dawn, and was about to go back to find the female pope and junior sister.

Tie Lao guessed: "It is indeed easier to cultivate at the soul warrior stage. With the talent of little brother Luo, there must be four levels a day."

Li Hongpeng shook his head: "I think we can think a little more boldly, and it is possible to level five or six a day."

"Aren't your guesses too exaggerated? I haven't heard of level six a day, and level five a day." Yang Wei shook his head repeatedly.

Ye Xiying pursed her red lips, no matter how hard this man looked at her, he didn't even look at her?

Can the broken trees and grass around her look as good as her?

She was so angry that her beautiful legs shook and her jade feet were stamped, and she smashed the vermilion cloak viciously at Luo Fanchen: "Hmph! Cheapskate, it's really meaningless."

Hearing the sound of the wind, Luo Fanchen stretched his arms around the cloak, looked back and said helplessly:

"You have to listen, but it's not impossible to speak."

"Just level nine a day..."