Chapter 1674

The exclusive clergy of the temple of faith are ready to forcibly open the only closed door of the pool of faith.

Bang

With a loud noise, the door was broken and Fang fan's figure inside gradually appeared.

At the moment, Fang fan is on all fours, with his feet directly on one side of the wall. There is no blood on his whole body. It looks very normal.

"Are you dead? Are you dead?"

"Since they are all dead, what are you doing? Clean up the body quickly!"

"What are you doing here? Go! Do you have any eyesight?"

"Say you!"

Duanmuding stood behind and yelled loudly. He was tired of here for a long time. He just wanted to solve the things here quickly so that he could evacuate back directly.

"Lord Duanmu... Lord Duanmu... This... This..."

A four grade Archbishop in charge of the temple of faith suddenly said with a trembling look of panic

"Why don't you let the people deal with it? What's the matter?"

"Waste! It's waste!"

"Do you want the bishop to do it himself?"

Duanmu Ding frowned and looked particularly irritable. He shouted, and his eyes became colder and colder.

"Ah woo..."

"Who... So noisy..."

"Shit... Can you do it? I don't know if labor and capital are angry to get up? I have a special sleep. It's so noisy!"

Suddenly, a sound came from the door of the pool of faith, and the people's bodies trembled violently. Suddenly, their eyes didn't turn. The frightened look in their eyes showed the truth outside the grid

In the portal where the pool of faith was forcibly broken, Fang fan muttered impatiently, then stretched out, stood up silently, patted his ass and walked out of the portal.

After sleeping in it for a few days, Fang fan barely replenished his energy. Moreover, Fang fan found that his medium-level quasi holy land cultivation has also improved a little. The pool of faith is really a good place. If you have the opportunity, you should come here for a few more rounds, especially when the cultivation is about to break through. This is the best place to break through!

Seeing Fang fan walking out of the inside unharmed, Duanmu Ding stared at her eyes

"No... impossible... Impossible!"

"Are you... Are you a man or a ghost?"

Duanmu Ding trembled his lips. As an acting cardinal, he had completely lost his manners at the moment.

"Are you blind? Who is not a ghost?"

Fang fan frowned and made a direct reply.

"Lord Fang fan, little friend Fang fan, you... You're okay... Hoo... Thank God! It's great that you're okay!"

"I'm relieved if you're okay..."

Nangong Lei followed closely and came forward. He put his hands on Fang fan's shoulder and patted. When he saw that Fang fan was not hurt, he immediately praised Fang fan.

"By the way, Fang fan, have you been in there? Have you encountered anything else?"

Nangong Lei took a look at the door and felt the strength of faith inside. Nothing has changed.

"I was practicing at the beginning, but then I was a little sleepy and I was sleeping all the time..."

"Well... If they hadn't woken me up, I should still be able to stay in there and sleep for a few days."

Fang fan shrugged and said sincerely.

There is no lie in these sentences. They are all substantive situations.