Chapter 1700

"You... Don't have to die!"

"Follow me and I will lead you to a new era!"

Fang fan glanced at the black skinned wasteland woman and said sincerely.

"No... we have our own beliefs..."

"If there is no freedom, we would rather die!"

"People of the famine clan! They will only be loyal to the crown of the great famine God. Others can only use us by means of despicable threats and deception!"

"We choose to refuse!"

"If we can't control our life, destroy it completely!"

As she spoke, the black skinned wasteland woman's eyes became more and more sharp and thorough

Such thoughts churn in my mind and gradually become more intense.

Fang fan raised his head, the corners of his mouth rose silently, and the light scattered in his eyes.

"Follow me!"

"Because... I am the God of famine!"

"I will lead the famine clan, break through the siege and reunite the totem of the famine clan!"

As Fang fan spoke, his eyes became more and more sincere, and his thoughts were taking off!

"How dare you profane the crown of the great God of waste?"

"Even if we are unarmed, we will fight to the end!"

The black skinned barbarian woman suddenly opened her eyes and rushed frantically towards Fang fan's position like a vigorous cheetah, which was completely different from the previous indifferent state.

For the barbarians, faith is heaven!

"The majesty of the famine God..."

Fang fan whispered softly, and his momentum suddenly changed. A trace of strong divine power wandered around, and the momentum belonging to the famine God was completely revealed.

The attack of the black skinned barbarian woman suddenly stopped. She opened her mouth and her lips trembled slightly. She gave up the attack and her jumping body began to fall from it unconsciously

"Famine... Under the crown of famine God..."

"It's the breath under the crown of the famine God!"

"You... Who are you?"

"How can you have the breath under the crown of the famine God..."

The black skinned woman took the lead in asking, and then the wild people in the whole transport ship were boiling!

They stood up and gathered excitedly. There was more excitement and excitement in the originally numb pupils

"Because... I am the God of famine!"

"You... Suffered!"

"From now on, I promise I won't let you suffer even a trace of dignity and personal persecution!"

"I'm... Late!"

Fang fan whispered to himself, glanced around at a group of barbarians, and then gasped heavily.

The unique momentum shown by each wild ethnic group is enough to make him admire it!

At this point, it is always true.

"Lord!"

"Lord..."

When the other party comes in, they will kill each other and go out of the wilderness.

When they saw the barbarians on the whole transport ship, the excitement in their eyes was obvious.

This is the blood power of people belonging to the same family... It makes them moved and ecstatic from the bottom of their hearts!

The barbarians, this is the most united race!

"You... Are also my wild people?"

"Is this... Really under the crown of the great famine God?"

The black skinned Aboriginal woman became excited when she saw the famine and the famine killing.

Huang Qian trembled her delicate body, and her body trembled unnaturally. The excitement in her eyes has been difficult to express in words. At this moment, they have been waiting for too long

As she spoke, tears flowed madly from her eyes. Huang Xi pursed her red lips, and her body trembled more and more violently.