Chapter 1664

Seeing that the eighth hour was about to pass, they took a breath, and their hearts hung up. At the moment, the feeling of adhesion in their hearts became stronger and stronger.

Even more excited than the parties

The seventh hour and fifty-nine minutes

Click... Click

Suddenly there was a sound of smashing the door at the door of a pool of faith, and the surrounding door frames shook. Everyone's eyes gathered here. At the same time, they all showed their excited look

They know very well that the scene they want to see will be presented to them soon

Bang

The portal was completely opened, and a figure of blood man appeared

"Poof..."

A mouthful of counter blood vomited from the blood man's mouth... The whole person's eyes trembled.

Blood people can't see the specific face because they are completely wrapped by blood, but some people with good observation have already remembered who entered the relevant portal

"It seems that haozhan, the son of the Lord of the Haotian Pavilion, entered this portal..."

"Wipe... The decisive battle? This guy is the first to come out? It's cold... The millions of star cores are blocked... This guy is on his back."

"Ha ha... This guy is really unlucky..."

"Poof... Seven hours and fifty-nine minutes... This guy insisted on seven hours and fifty-nine minutes, almost... Almost survived eight hours, survived eight hours, that's level eight faith! Now this... Can only be level seven faith..."

"I'll go. It's really a loss of blood! I don't know what torture he suffered in it... I'm afraid it's just to hold on for so long. I didn't expect to hold on in the end..."

"What can I do... If I'm unlucky, I'll plug my teeth when I drink cold water..."

"Although the seven level belief is also awesome, there is still a gap compared with the eight level belief..."

"Who says not... Shit... It's been eight hours... The last Fang fan... Is going to be rated as grade 8 faith. Envy the chicken purple!"

"Ah... How come I didn't have such good luck..."

"Brother, is this a matter of luck? People rely on faith. They are the supreme believers in the gods of light! If you don't have those selfish thoughts, if you have a high enough level of faith, as for this?"

"Hey... A good winner in life!"

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Haozhan collapsed in a pool of blood. In order to win the bet, be foolproof, step on Fang fan and become the most colorful existence, he insisted to the limit

But after the limit? What happened to him?

It's an undisguised sarcasm!

The sarcasm was about to burst his brain, and his eyes had completely turned blood red

At the moment, he can't even flick.

"Seven hours and fifty-nine minutes..."

"Why! Why! Why is it so close!"

"I've worked so hard, why can't I succeed..."

"If... If that damned Fang fan doesn't appear today, I will be the focus of the whole audience! They should all look at me with admiration and envy. I will become the favored son of heaven and the core training object of the temple!"

"I will go all the way..."

"Now everything is gone!"