Chapter 1395

"Ten Star emperor master level sky thunder... This is the third sky thunder... I'll go... What evil has this done..."

"Is God killing demons? Is this... Is it too strong?"

"Blind guess needs a cool rhythm!"

"This Fang fan won't offend the true God? So the true God wants to take advantage of the opportunity of the emperor's heavenly robbery to kill him?"

"Who makes it clear? But I asked myself, under what circumstances can a king resist the bombardment of the Ten Star emperor's main level sky thunder?"

"Hehe... I can't think of it at all. What a pity... Heaven is jealous of talents... Maybe this Fang fan is too evil. Heaven can't see it!"

"I think so, too. It's terrible!"

"Hey... You said those thunder would not blow out the treasures on him? If so, it would be a real blood loss..."

"Wipe! Why didn't I think of this? Hurry to win the treasure while he's not dead!"

"Take the treasure? Go now? Die now?"

"I... I Cao..."

"I'd better Gou Yibo..."

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Chen Tianyuan silently glanced at the third Tianlei mediating over Fang fan's head and sighed slightly

Unfortunately

If this child grows up, the surrounding star regions will shake! The whole world will burst!

But the fight between man and heaven... After all, there is still too much difference!

How strong can the fighting power of Jue Ding Zhen kingdom be? Hard anti Ten Star emperor main level sky thunder?

Even if you carry it, there will be at least two Tianlei in the back. At that time, there will be quasi Saint Tianlei... This is not something that a top real king can bear! The final outcome seems to have been predetermined!

Chen Tianyuan bit his teeth. He wanted to help, but he couldn't start!

Even if he wanted to give Fang fan a chance to die for him, he didn't have a chance.

Anyway, the chentian clan can't escape the end of being destroyed today. Instead of being humble to die, it's better to let yourself die properly

"Heaven has no eyes!"

Chen Tianyuan slightly closed his eyes and felt a cold in his heart.

At the same time, the practitioners of chentian family, weichi family, dishazong and Tianjian palace have begun to move

The ancestor of Disha sect Baisha snorted coldly and directly focused his eyes on Galen Ziling and others

"Hey, hey... I can't take Fang fan's treasures for the time being, but these people follow him through life and death, and there must be some treasures on them. Or... Fang fan's thieves put the treasures on them before crossing the robbery... Then I just need to catch them, won't I be able to make a lot of profits?"

"Instead of competing with a group of forces for Fang fan's treasures at that time, it's better to make some real profits first!"

Baisha, the founder of Disha sect, thought so in his heart, and the expression on his face was particularly real

This is his current goal and plan. If it can be successfully implemented, there will be endless benefits!

"Desha sect cultivator! Follow me to attack and seize the treasure!"

"Wipe out the rest of Fang fan's gang! Kill!"

With the order of the Baisha ancestor of the Disha sect, a group of practitioners of the Disha sect followed closely, followed behind the Baisha ancestor and rushed over with all their strength.

Fu Yun, the chief true biographer of dishazong, stood at the back of the team with a struggling look on his face

Now we are in a dilemma

How he hoped that Lao Zu would follow his advice, not to wade in the muddy water this time, not to make Fang fan's ideas, and not to take the initiative to make enemies with Fang fan

But he was so quiet that he didn't listen to him at all.

I've said a lot. In addition to endless ridicule, I was slapped in the face

For a moment, Fu Yun felt cold.