Chapter 910

Besides, Fang fan has more than just divine pulse

All kinds of imperial artifacts, they can make a wave at that time!

How can they sit back and watch such benefits?

Being reminded by shangguantian, situ Zhan, the son of the devil in the magic heaven Pavilion, Gu Lin, the master of the soul chasing Pavilion, and the new leader of the Xingluo college all showed their emotions.

Indeed, in the current situation, they simply can't go back to work. Instead, it's better to fight?

"What if the square devil hides around the miracle tower and doesn't come out? We don't dare to go around the miracle tower to find him!"

Situ Zhan, the devil in the devil heaven Pavilion, frowned and immediately raised a possibility.

Indeed, according to the current situation, normal people know that there will be an ambush.

In that case, will you come and die?

"Hehe, Fang Mo is arrogant and doesn't treat us as opponents at all!"

"Besides, he always wants to be fascinated in the end!"

"There are still more than ten days before the one month deadline of the relics of God! In these ten days, as long as we control the opportunities, we may not be able to counter attack and rise!"

"As long as we can seize the opportunity... Everything is possible!"

Shangguan Tiantian, the son of Shengtian Pavilion, took a deep breath and, from his point of view, was absolutely in favor of this matter.

On the other side, Gu Lin, the leader of the soul chasing Pavilion, hesitated

"According to the previous fights between us and Fang fan, I think... They can imagine that it is so simple. This is a person who can control the ghost claws. What if he shows any strange means? Can we prevent and control it?"

"At that time... Once the situation changes, we are very likely to be caught off guard!"

The ancient forest sighed darkly, and the pure light in his eyes twinkled. It was too special... Humble!

Before, he was also the number one ruthless man, but now he has been taught a lesson. He doesn't dare to talk more nonsense. It's too difficult!

"So? Gurin Shaoge Lord, do you want to quit?"

Shangguan Tianlu sneered and looked at Gulin silently.

"Shangguan Shengzi, situ Mozi, your family has a great career, but we can't afford to play in the soul chasing Pavilion!"

"I'd better give up!"

"I think... I can't play Fang fan!"

Gu Lin's face is bitter and astringent. To be a man, you must be realistic. If you don't even know how to count, why do you make chicken feathers?

"Give up?"

"Ha ha..."

"Do you think it's too late to give up now?"

"You already know our overall plan. If you really don't want to join us, we can only... Eliminate the roots!"

The son of Saint tianmeng showed a cruel look on his face, and then looked coldly at Gu Lin, the master of the soul chasing Pavilion.

"Shangguan Shengzi! What do you mean? I respect you. Call you Shangguan Shengzi. Don't be shameless! I'm a force of the dark camp. You're not qualified. You coerce me!"

Gulin snorted coldly. At this time, he seemed quite bold.

"Really? The forces of the dark camp? Then you can ask situ Mozi of the devil Pavilion, what's his attitude?"

Shangguantian looked at Gulin contemptuously. This guy is also a young leader of eight grade forces. Why can't he see this doorway clearly? All aspects, what is clear? Don't you count in your heart?

"Gurin Shaoge Lord, Shangguan Shengzi is also thinking of the overall situation!"

"The overall situation is the most important!"

Situ Zhan, the son of the devil in the devil's heaven Pavilion, reminded him earnestly.