Haometeorite opened his mouth and seemed to want to persuade again, but after seeing the cold look on Fang fan's face, he consciously chose silence

There are some things that he himself knows. He knows them all.

The Lord of the temple has such a temperament that it is more difficult to make him yield than to ascend to heaven. He still doesn't hold this hope.

At the moment, the rough man across from me looked more and more gloomy

He thinks he has made a great deal of concessions, which is a kind word?

But now? Or this attitude? Deliberately find fault? Deliberately don't give him face? Deliberately embarrassing him?

Now they are in the temple of the alliance of light, and everything needs to remain silent

But that doesn't mean they'll always be here!

"Very good!"

"Very good!"

"Very good!"

"I hope you can have such courage and courage after you go out! Don't let me down!"

The rough man clenched his teeth and his eyes were burning. Then he left with great strides and finally counseled.

Deputy commander of silver corps? This title is not enough to be arrogant here.

"Bishop, 47000 contribution points have been deducted..."

"Another 41000 war slaves of the barbarians have been arranged on a transport ship... According to the regulations, this transport ship is sent separately..."

"I hope you will come next time."

The priest of shipin, who was in charge of the exchange of war slaves, respectfully delivered Fang fan's bright contribution order. He didn't dare to slack off. As he spoke, he quickly nodded his head and bowed down, which seemed very real.

"OK, I'll take it with you later."

"I have to go first."

Fang Fan said as he continued to wander around.

It cost one million contribution points to exchange the source power of 10000 silk gods, and more than 400000 contribution points to exchange 41000 war slaves of the barbarians.

At present, Fang fan still has more than 1.4 million contribution points, barely spending half.

"A star core, a contribution point!"

"A trace of divine power, 100 contribution points..."

"If divided in this way, the value of a trace of divine power is equal to a hundred star cores?"

Fang fan nodded to himself, quietly calculating in his heart.

Generally speaking, the form is relatively normal.

This also sets off the value of the source power of God from the side.

You know, the contribution is not so good.

Only when you kill one dark camp cultivator in the imperial realm can you get a contribution point. There are only 100 dark camp cultivators in the quasi holy realm

If it weren't for a big war, trying to accumulate millions of contribution points would be like a dream!

"If you want to revive Xiaoxiao and cut the sky sword, there is still a gap in the source power of 9000 strands of God. The source power of 9000 strands of God is equivalent to the source power of 900000 silk God, and the source power of a trace of God is equivalent to 100 contribution points... It needs 90 million contribution points to convert again?"

Fang fan smoked at the corners of his mouth and felt his scalp numb inexplicably

He suddenly felt that it was more reliable to promote the clergy level by accumulating Zhan Xun. As long as he was promoted from the fifth grade bishop to the fourth grade archbishop, he could initially complete the [latent] task of the system. At that time, it would be easy to get the source of 10000 wisps of God!

"The remaining contribution points... All converted into star cores!"

"Then take these star cores and promote my personal Legion!"

"We are going to the 308th bronze legion of the green dragon Legion. The gun must be hard. Otherwise, how can we establish Zhan Xun?"