Chapter 1503

Of course, if you really let a cultivator in the main territory of the Ten Star emperor fight against a large flying warship, the combat power may be the same in a short time, but if you fight for a long time, it must be the cultivator in the main territory of the Ten Star emperor who wins.

The size of the warship is too large, so the flexibility is naturally much worse. Therefore, for practitioners with the same combat power, they should be weaker for a long time.

The giant flying warship like this in front of us is more powerful! The lowest level starts from the low-level quasi holy level, and the strongest can even reach the top quasi Holy Level

In the chentian family, there are several such warships, majestic.

It is said that there are more powerful flying warships on the flying warships! More powerful... But Fang fan hasn't seen it once.

"There is not much distance from the Terran plane here..."

"This is the yaori galaxy... How can such a giant flying warship appear in the yaori Galaxy? It's still a high-level quasi holy level?"

"No... there's a problem! There must be a problem!"

Fang fan narrowed his eyes and gradually became indifferent.

"Stop it! Stop this giant flying warship for me!"

When Fang fan gives an order, the practitioners under his command gather in an instant!

The war is gathering in an instant!

The scene is in urgent!

The giant flying battleship was forced to stop in an instant!

"Who is it? Who dares to intercept my warship of Haotian Pavilion!"

As the hatch was opened, a group of practitioners dressed in white rushed out of the giant flying warship.

Fang fan's face has changed dramatically

"Terran... Is the breath of Terran..."

"This is... Loaded with my Terran people!"

Fang fan looked at the cultivators in front of her, and her eyes became urgent for a moment.

"What Terran? Get out of the way! Don't stop me here!"

"You can't afford to delay our Haotian Pavilion!"

The middle-aged man headed by Fang fan gave a cold look and seemed quite impatient!

"Say! Are you from the Terran position? Are all the ships loaded with my Terran people?"

Fang fan's body flew directly past, and the cold light in his eyes flickered.

Although he is only a low-level quasi holy land, he is not afraid of the absolute top quasi Holy Land in front of him!

"Terran? You mean those mole ants on the primitive plane?"

"What? Are you from the same ethnic group as them?"

"I think you are also a low-level quasi holy land. That kind of force... It's really not easy to give birth to a low-level quasi Holy Land!"

"I thought I could only carry those cheap mole ants back this time, but I didn't expect to salvage a slave in a low-level quasi Holy Land..."

"Ha ha... It's worth some star core."

The middle-aged man said as he scratched his big hand directly at Fang fan!

Everything has been set!

The Terran plane... Was looted?

Among the warships... Are the cultivators of the Terran!

"Kill!"

"All, kill it all! Kill it all!"

Fang fan's eyes turned blood red in an instant, and then clenched his fists. This idea suddenly unfolded, and his eyes were full of killing ideas!

The reason why he galloped back was that he was afraid of what accidents would happen to the Terran plane.

But now, this accident has not avoided the past after all!

"Kill me?"

"By you?"

"Ridiculous! Really ridiculous!"

The middle-aged cultivator of Haotian Pavilion glanced at Fang fan, and his face gradually showed disapproval.

He is the absolute top quasi saint, while Fang fan is only a low-level quasi saint.

There is a big difference between each other!