Chapter 626

"Let's go and fight with me!"

Fang fan sighed and said softly.

At this time, he can't refuse, let alone refuse.

War, open!

The end of the wingers is coming!

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M territory, Huadun city.

Several winged people gathered together and looked very lazy.

"Young master, the patriarch called you back. The patriarch said that the human position is strange."

A slightly older winged man respectfully said to the young winged men in front of him.

"A little weird? Grandpa, what does that mean? You obviously look down on us!"

"Hey! Although we are not as strong as Grandpa! But it's easy to deal with these weak Terrans..."

"I've never felt any pressure! Now we've laid down half the territory of the whole Terran plane! Just give me ten more days! I can insert the flag of the winged Terran across the whole Terran plane!"

"This is the first aspect of my attack! It's impossible for me to give up!"

The young man looked arrogant, and the white wings behind him fluttered wildly.

"Cousin, that's great! Cousin! The patriarch will certainly give you this position as a fief when he has laid down the human face! It's great that cousin has his own fief face when he is so young!"

On one side, a pretty charming and enchanting female winged man said with a worship look on her face.

She didn't say it was OK. As soon as she said so, the young winged man looked even more excited!

"I was born to fight!"

"What is a small Terran plane? I've never paid attention to it!"

"We've been attacking for so long that we haven't encountered a king level combat power! Such a plane can only be used to practice hands. I don't want to give it to me as a land sealing plane!"

"But there are really many mole ants here. After killing one batch, another batch comes!"

"Jie Jie! The skill I cultivate is that the more ants I kill, the stronger! I feel I'm about to break through again!"

"Prepare the whole army for war! I will continue to kill!"

The young wing man raised his head proudly, and the infinite blood light twinkled in his eyes!

"Young master, the patriarch..."

The old winged man looked bitter. There was a disobedient young master. He was in a dilemma!

"Tell Grandpa! When I completely conquer the Terran plane, I will naturally go back! Now you can go back! Don't waste my precious battle time!"

The wings trembled, shaking their wings, and the color of endless madness appeared on their faces.

For his grandfather, who was the strongest of the winger race, he did treat him as an idol before the wing war.

But after a long time, I'm tired.

Grandpa is old and more afraid of fighting!

The winged people started from fighting!

What does it mean to indulge in pleasure?

Among the ten thousand families in the heavens, the winged people can only be regarded as the existence at the bottom of the food chain!

They need to be strong! Need to be stronger!

So we need to swallow those races and planes at the bottom of the food chain, so as to absorb nutrition and strengthen ourselves!

The Terran plane, in the view of wing warfare, is the best object!

The resistance here is weak, but the spoils obtained are quite exquisite!

Especially those cards... The effect is also strange

"Keep attacking and occupying!"

"Clean up this Mexican country, and we can directly cross the ocean and enter the other end of this plane!"

"I hope it will bring me some surprises!"