"Most of the swords on the fifth floor are of medium level quasi Holy Level... They are also mixed with a small amount of low-level quasi holy sword and high-level quasi Holy Level..."
"But it still can't satisfy me..."
"There are only hundreds of swords on the fifth floor... Compared with the number of divine swords on the bottom of the sword tomb, it is very different..."
"On the ninth floor of the sword tomb... On the eighth floor... There can be some holy level divine swords. That's my goal!"
Fang fan narrowed his eyes and thought to himself that there were bursts of pure light in his eyes
If you think about it, this matter will gradually have a direction.
"Can you still fight?"
Fang fan's eyes swept around and then drank calmly.
"Willing to fight with the Lord!"
"May we fight with the Lord!"
Ten legions, two gods, six heroes, and Yun Xiaoxiao
There are more than 100 people, but none of them quit!
However, Fang fan saw a look of struggle and pain from the faces of those Legion soldiers. It was obvious that they were already forcibly supporting!
"Not only the top ten legions... Including the little golden dragon and the hell three headed dog are also approaching the limit. Now it is the fifth floor of the sword tomb... According to this calculation, the sixth floor of the sword tomb is their destination..."
"Most of the sixth floor of the sword tomb are high-level quasi holy swords... It's not too bad."
Fang fan secretly nodded and thought, then waved his hand
Continue to climb higher towards the sword tomb!
Seeing Fang fan walking here, Jianming's eyes burst with resentment!
Jealousy... Resentment, even madness!
"Fang fan! I wrote down this revenge! I......"
Pa
This time, before Jianming finished a sentence, Fang fan's slap in the face had been thrown away.
It's too noisy to be quiet for a while?
He was annoyed by too much nonsense
This wave after wave bored him!
"Fang fan, you die..."
Pop pop
Left and right bow, and a few slaps in the face.
"If you don't want to die now, shut up. I don't want to listen to that nonsense. I'm afraid I'll pollute my ears..."
Fang fan stretched out and looked calm and casual.
What nonsense!
The sword life of the young palace master of Tianjian palace has reached its peak... He has been beaten continuously!
Ah, ah! He is the young master of Tianjian palace! How could this bastard do this? He never paid attention to him at all!
Asshole!
Sword life holds a long sword. He is determined to kill Fang fan directly
"Young palace leader... Young palace leader... Think twice... Calm down!"
"Young palace leader, they are numerous and powerful..."
"Young palace leader, you will die if you go up..."
"Young palace leader, they have a demon Legion..."
The crowd rushed forward and stopped in front of them. Their bodies shook unnaturally
Crazy because of fear!
What these practitioners in Tianjian Palace are thinking at the moment is... You can die, but don't pull us! If those demon legions spray the devil's tongue of fire, all of them here will be ended!
Sword life was crushed in the dust by the practitioners of Tianjian palace. His body trembled wildly, but he was helpless in the end
His face kissed the earth, and his mania was gradually calmed down.
Yeah, now rush up. What's his chance of winning?
These people in Tianjian Palace are too strong and powerful. They can't resist and overcome. They will only be dead end if they sprint forcibly!
At the moment, he must consider this problem in many aspects, not because of fear, but because he who knows current affairs is a hero!
This disaster... Is coming quietly!