Now, their dark camp has no choice!
According to the current situation, the dark camp can only fight!
The final result is likely to end with the complete defeat of the dark camp
It's terrible!
Who can stand this special place!
Zhu Rong's face became more and more ugly
How humble!
Has the dark camp ever suffered such humiliation?
The glory of the past... Is gone forever!
The determination to fight to death will also be completely condensed!
"Lord devil Messenger, we have passed the spirit devouring array of heart demons. Bring us a magic fruit promised to us!"
"Yes, yes, you promised yourself just now. As long as we can eat the spirit through the heart devil array, you will give us the magic fruit!"
"Hey, hey... Now this promise... Should be fulfilled?"
"We are all near death! It's really not easy to live!"
"That's it! The angel of the devil comes from the devil Pavilion. Naturally, he doesn't know the bitterness of us little people!"
"Lord devil Messenger, please say a word!"
"Ha! We're in a panic because you don't talk so much!"
"Take the magic fruit quickly! We've worked hard to get this magic fruit for our lives. Can't you pit us?"
"There is no such truth! Lord devil messenger! You must give us an explanation!"
"Give an account!"
"We disagree!"
It's a mess! It's a complete mess!
Zhu Rong took a deep breath and looked at the troublemakers in front of him.
He can't wait to slap all of them dead!
Dare you come and threaten him? What do you mean? Are they all floating?
At the moment, even Zhu Rong dare not suppress casually
After all, when it comes to interests, the assessors of these dark camps have completely stood on the same front!
Once he dares to do something that hurts their interests, I'm afraid there will be no peace next!
Zhu Rong clenched his hands and the veins on his forehead burst out!
Although I feel helpless, I can only forcibly support!
If he had hundreds of thousands of magic fruit... It would be distributed.
But the point is... He wrote a bad check!
There are only a few magic fruits on him
"You are all warriors of God! Enter the ruins of God! Fight for the dark camp! This is God's will!"
"The promised magic fruit will not be less than you!"
"Your name has been deeply written down by me. When you return triumphantly from the ruins of God, it should be yours or yours!"
"I, Zhu Rong, swear in the name of magic Pavilion!"
Zhu Rong made a solemn appearance.
But the crowd at the bottom went crazy
"I Cao! Pit us?"
"Madder... Didn't you say that a magic fruit was given out immediately through the mind devil soul devouring array?"
"You son of a bitch! Can you do this?"
"Do you want to force your face? Here you are?"
"What's this? Can you be the messenger of the devil in the devil Pavilion in this special place?"
"Talking is like farting! What shit!"
"Brothers! Don't play with him! Go home! It's boring!"
"Ha ha... If the magic fruit is not in place, the labor and capital will stay here! They won't go anywhere!"
"The ruins of God, who wants to go, who wants to go!"
"Grass! So many examiners in the bright camp have passed. Let's go in. Isn't it a death?"