Chapter 1527

The war was defeated like a mountain.

The scene collapsed instantly and everything collapsed in one hand!

Ten minutes later, the effect of the divine skill [battle control] of Tianji Xingtu gradually retreats.

Fang fan took a deep breath and his eyes glittered.

The thoughts at the moment are churning in my mind, and everything is going on in an instant!

"Those with human blood on their hands will be killed!"

"Don't let one go!"

"Belus, Luo, listen to the order!"

"My subordinates are here!"

"Lead the law heavy machine gun corps and blood Shura corps to the entrance of the plane channel and guard it for me! From now on, no one is allowed in and out without my command!"

Fang fan narrowed his eyes and was full of killing!

Kill everything you should!

Terran disaster, all executioners will be slaughtered!

This is Fang fan's will! It is the will of the whole Terran!

"Don't kill me... Don't kill me... I surrender! I surrender!"

"I'll give you star cores, many, many star cores..."

"The plane I control is for you... All for you..."

"Let me go... Please let me go... I don't want to die! I really don't want to die!"

"I don't have blood on my hands! Yes! I haven't killed a human race. All the plans are arranged by Beilin, which has nothing to do with me. All the actions here are under his command..."

"Please, let me go!"

Haometeor, the son of the Lord of Haotian Pavilion, ran around in the pursuit. He wanted to escape, but the siege was so fierce that he had no chance to escape.

So he chose to ask for life in reverse!

Rather than being killed in the process of escape, it's better to confess voluntarily, and maybe save one's life. Such an idea gradually took shape in his heart. Haometeor immediately stopped hesitating and rushed towards Fang fan's position.

Is this, like, a trap?

"Boss, I killed him myself!"

Zhou Kaitian was holding a machete and looked murderous.

Fang fan lowered his head slightly and then waved his hand.

"Wait, he has a little value."

"Tell me, where have all our Terran survivors been transported? And... How to recover them?"

Fang fan's indifferent eyes looked at haometeorite as if he were looking at a dead man.

"This... This... I don't know..."

Haometeorite trembled, thought carefully, and then said with a bitter face.

"How many survivors of our Terran have been captured?"

Fang fan's face sank and continued to ask.

"Well... I don't know..."

Feeling Fang fan's eyes that were about to bite people, haometeor silently shrunk his neck and looked full of fear. Naturally, he could not be fake. He also wanted to cooperate well and was ready to respond to a wave of slogans of honesty, leniency, resistance and strictness.

But he searched his stomach and didn't think of anything

"How did you... Discover the Terran plane! If no one tipped off, you wouldn't have come all the way to the Obsidian Galaxy?"

Fang fan directly picked up haometeor and made a slight effort with his fingers. Then he could hear haometeor's neck meridians stretching a little

"Well, you don't know?"

"I don't need waste!"

"I don't have the patience to dig a waste secret."

Fang fan glanced at the past with indifferent eyes, and his cold attitude was indifferent to the extreme.

"This... This I really know..."

"It's a force in your yaori Galaxy who wants to curry favor with our Haotian Pavilion and promote the sixth grade force..."

"I don't know the specific power..."