At the same time, seven people cross the Holy Land thunder robbery together. This grand occasion is almost rare even in ordinary holy lands
Hao meteorite, the son of the head of Haotian pavilion with dirty hair, shivered out of the corner.
He consciously chose to avoid when those heavenly soldiers and gods and the wasp of destruction came.
Because he knew he couldn't beat any of them.
At this moment, it's not easy to wait until these things get better. He silently drilled out, glanced at the Holy Land thunder robbery in the sky, and then fell into boundless shock!
"Seven top quasi saints... At the same time, they have attracted the thunder robbery of the Holy Land! Is this the rhythm of promoting the holy land together?"
"Hoo... No... impossible! How can it be so strong!"
"Although this Terran plane is the source plane, it is clear that the aura began to recover! Why are there so many abnormal demons!"
Haometeor trembled his lips and fell into a state of complete silence.
Even in the Haotian Pavilion, the strong in the holy land can be promoted to the Dharma protector with respected status... How many strong in the holy land can there be in the Haotian pavilion?
"Wrong... All wrong!"
"Why did I choose to come here to die at the beginning? Isn't this my own way?"
"Hoo... This is a dead end! A dead end!"
Hao meteorite said, his body trembling unnaturally, and his regret could not be described in words.
He suddenly had a hunch that if Haotian Pavilion continued to focus on this Terran plane, maybe the whole Haotian pavilion would suffer boundless misfortune in the near future!
Good luck's body trembled and hid back in the dark corner silently.
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A group of practitioners of the war slave Corps gathered here, and just ended the battle under the leadership of master Baisha, deputy commander Brahma Tishi and futu sword.
"The power of the Lord is so powerful! Following the Lord, my old bone may turn decay into magic? Further?"
"Hoo... At the beginning, thanks to the right choice, he became the Lord's war slave... Otherwise everything would be stopped!"
"While following the Lord, although I am just a war slave at the moment, I may not have no hope to go further in the future. If I can get the favor of the Lord again, my cultivation will soar... Hoo..."
Bai Sha's father thought of this, and his face gradually turned red. He has a promising life... It's so beautiful!
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The head of Brahman clan, Brahman Tishi, and the former president of the extermination society, Fu Tu Jian, smiled at each other, and the happy and shocking expression on his face complemented each other.
"The Lord really has the ability to turn stone into gold! The last famine can directly attract Holy Land thunder robbery. If it's just an accident, what should I say if seven guards attract Holy Land thunder robbery at the same time? It's no accident!"
"Our chance of sanctification may lie in the Lord!"
The head of the Brahman clan, Brahma Tishi, clenched his fists and his eyes were full of hope and excitement.
Achieving the throne should be the lifelong pursuit of every quasi saint!
"If we are loyal to the Lord and make great achievements, we will be appreciated by the Lord. At that time, we will be able to soar to the sky!"
"Brother Vatican, you and I encourage each other! Famine has become a holy throne, and we should also work hard!"
Fu Tu Jian, the former president of the extermination society, said with a firm look in his eyes.
If it is said that choosing to surrender as a war slave was only an expedient measure and there was nothing to do, now I feel lucky and willing to be a war slave under Fang fan's command!