Chapter 1248

This thing is not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. What if it gets caught? What should we do then? Can I keep my life?

These are all problems!

In the face of death, I still have some scruples in my heart. If I don't care about it at all, it's just pulling the calf!

"What are you afraid of? What are you counselling? This is just Fang fan's deception. You counselled?"

"Go up and kill Fang fan. I won't give you much reward!"

"Who can kill Fang fan? Ben Shao directly let him become the successor disciple of Zixiao sect! After I inherit the position of Zixiao sect leader in the future, I promise you the position of elder!"

Zhu Hui, the young sect leader of Zixiao sect, urged behind him that it was the last moment. Can you advise?

The practitioners of Zixiao gate looked at each other. Although their faces still looked scared, there must be brave men under the heavy reward... Inspired by this wave of reward, they rushed out crazily and faster.

After all, not everyone will be hit by the weird magic that can make people grow old and twitch. What if they are lucky children?

What if they can kill Fang fan in the end? Then aren't all these benefits his?

The existence of fluke psychology can even give each other motivation to a certain extent!

But where do they know? This is just the beginning!

"Corrosion!"

"Corrosion: corrode the enemies in front of them and turn them into a pool of thick water."

Guan Hai, the commander of the yellow scarf Taiping warlock corps, recited again, and the black fog spread wildly ahead. Zixiaomen practitioners were gradually shrouded in the black fog. The group of practitioners who wanted to make achievements in front suddenly stagnated, and then their flesh and blood began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye

In about half a minute, those zixiaomen practitioners who charged in the front row directly turned into pools of blood

The blood gradually diffused around to form a blood river.

"The black gas is poisonous!"

"My God! It's so weird. What's this... What's this operation!"

"It's terrible! We... Can we rush? Hundreds of people have died before fighting..."

"Hoo... If the real knife and gun were killed, I would admit it, but... But I don't even know how to die. It's too oppressive!"

"Yes! Who can stand it? No! Absolutely not!"

"Why don't we run away? This Fang fan is already weird. It doesn't pay to attack him blindly..."

"Run? Where are you going? The young sect leader is still staring!"

"Grass! Stare at a chicken feather. Why didn't he rush up and attack? He used us as cannon fodder? It's shameless!"

"That's right. I don't want any shame at all. I've been unhappy with this guy for a long time!"

"Don't complain, young sect leader is right. There are countless treasures on Fang. We don't have to worry about grabbing one in our life!"

"Grass! The key is to be able to take it! Just like us, what can we take?"

"We have many people... Work hard, don't be afraid..."

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The scene was once very chaotic.

Zhu Hui, the leader of Zixiao sect, who was standing in the back row to command the battle, looked ugly for a while

What a... Two thousand practitioners haven't rushed there yet!

What do these people eat?

One by one, greedy for life and afraid of death!

Asshole! Damn it!