This can be said to be a full load!
Coupled with the effectiveness of Chiyou corps, tianque corps and Chiyu corps, their lineup has gradually become strong.
Fang fan narrowed his eyes secretly, and all kinds of ideas churned in his mind. He felt the gradual deepening of the attraction of terror. Then he collected all the troops of the three kingdoms into the small world of Chu Tiange and waited for the opportunity to leave the small world!
Boom
After the explosion, suddenly a silver light flickered. Fang fan only felt dizzy. When he came out again, countless people gathered around him.
Glancing at the past, I came to the entrance of the ruins of the gods before the official ceremony.
"I... I'm out!"
"I'm still alive! I'm still alive! Woo woo... I'm too hard! I'm too hard!"
"It's so miserable... Just live... Just live!"
"Fang Mo is so powerful... I will never oppose Fang Mo again..."
"I Cao... Who gave me a dress to wear? My clothes... Are gone..."
"Me too... Come and go naked... What a shame..."
"Put on clothes, put on clothes for me... This... What's going on!"
"Shit... Now we still pay attention to what clothes are not clothes. If it weren't for the last moment, we would all die if it was not for the self closing time of the relics of the gods!"
"The killing order issued by Fang fan is still ringing in my ears..."
"Everyone has found a life... It's too difficult!"
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At the entrance of the relics of the gods, the scene once seemed particularly treacherous
Tens of thousands of practitioners in the dark temple are now naked, and many even don't even have a shelter
The clothes on the body were blown clean by the terror swallowing ability of the goblin beast. Now all kinds of clothes and armor in the storage ring have disappeared.
At first glance, a white world
And most of them are men. At first glance, they look particularly hot eyes!
The dark temple Chi dragon saint's face is completely dark. Now his face is as heavy as water. What a shame!
At the moment, only their dark temple practitioners are naked. As for the orthodox monotheism, they chose to surrender in the middle of the battle, so they saved their last face.
In addition, there are a group of practitioners in the temple of the alliance of light. They have worked for Fang fan early. Naturally, there will be no accident at this moment.
Only those practitioners in the dark temple can completely deduce what head iron is
"What... Is this?"
"Brother Fang fan, you... If you're okay, if you're okay."
The saint of Dongguo glanced at the distance and saw Fang fan standing there intact. Then he secretly spit out a mouthful of turbidity and nodded silently.
"Brother Dongguo!"
"Brother Nangong."
Fang fan looked at the comer and immediately arched his hand and said.
Suddenly back to the big world, it still seems a little uncomfortable
"Where's uncle Joan? Why didn't he come out? Where did he go?"
Among the crowd, an elderly man suddenly came over with a frown, and the expression on his face was a little dull.
"Is... Is the sage of Zhuge..."
"Uncle Qiong Shenzi is his own disciple, so the saints of Zhuge care so much..."
"It's over... Things are... Big!"
"Hey... It's said that the sage of Zhuge cares about his own disciple, uncle Qiong Shenzi. Now... Hehe..."
"Shh... Stop talking and be careful to get into trouble!"