Hao meteorite, the son of the Lord of Haotian Pavilion, said, struggling

Because Fang fan grabbed the throat of fate, it seems a little painful at the moment. The whole body is playing with it, and the state is out of line.

"Devil heaven pavilion?"

Fang fan asked a rhetorical question. Since he is trying to promote the sixth grade force, he should be a seventh grade force

In the whole yaori galaxy, there were only those two Qipin forces before that.

"It seems... It doesn't seem to be this..."

Hao meteorite's face rose red for a while. It was really painful to be locked in the throat of fate!

"Holy heavenly alliance?"

Fang fan's face became more and more silent

"Like... Like this..."

"Yes! I remember! It's the Holy Alliance!"

"At that time, several people came to them, and one claimed to be the leader of the Alliance..."

"Said there were treasures for us, and then brought us to the Terran plane..."

"We found divine crystal ore and star crystal ore on the Terran plane, as well as some other precious mineral veins..."

"After the survey, the Terran plane is a source plane. The aura is recovering in an all-round way, and the quality is excellent. If it can develop well, it will be invaluable..."

Haometeor held his head with both hands and nodded repeatedly as he spoke. The fear in his eyes became more and more. At the moment, he knew everything like fried beans in a bamboo tube.

"My lord... Leave me alone. I don't know anything. I don't understand anything..."

"I want to live... I don't want to die! I really said everything and didn't lie at all..."

Haometeor shouted, with a sad look on his face, and his fear was gradually deepening

Fang fan directly threw it aside and fell into meditation

There are two urgent problems to be solved.

First, retrieve the captured Terrans.

Second, revenge!

The hatred against Haotian pavilion has basically been cleared up. Anyone with blood on his hands will be punished and killed here!

But the informer is actually more hateful!

Holy heavenly Alliance... The first force in the bright camp of the yaori galaxy... The seventh power

These thoughts churned in Fang fan's mind, making his face gloomy.

I didn't expect to be overcast by them at last

And this time, almost buried the whole Terran!

If he comes back a few days later, the Terran... Will be doomed!

"Lord!"

The sound of barren mountains came from a distance, which seemed to be broken at the moment.

Previously, he was sent by Fang fan to lead the war slave army to search for the warships of Haotian Pavilion around the whole Terran plane, and rescue more Terrans as much as possible.

"How's it going?"

Fang fan asked directly without being implicit.

"Lord, as you expected, many warships transporting Terran survivors have been found around. They should be ready to be transported to various places to be mineral slaves..."

"In addition, my subordinates also detected an intelligence..."

The huge body of the barren mountain shook and then continued: "it is said that three days ago, a group of exquisite and good Terrans have been transported to the Optimus Holy Land... So... They are even more dangerous!"

"There are millions of human cultivators in this group..."

"In addition, there are some winged and barren cultivators..."

The barren mountain bowed his head and reported it in detail.

Fang fan holds his hands tightly and his killing intention condenses in an instant!