Tarha feels sad.
The warriors of the protoss have become like this now.
One by one, they are greedy for life and afraid of death, afraid of responsibility.
Where have those brave Protoss warriors gone before?
After being in a high position, you begin to cherish your life? Began to become less brave?
What's the use of this high position?
What hope does the protoss have if these people are in power in the future?
Isn't all this vain?
At a glance, the whole person fell into a hazy state.
Thinking in disorder, tarha couldn't help shaking his head.
He's nothing.
He is just a trivial third-class God in Tianlin city.
By chance, he got some trust and appointment from the city Lord.
To be exact, it should be used.
The city Lord felt that he still had some abilities and that he could find the divine ladder for him, so he granted some power symbolically for the time being.
But after all, who can remember him when everything is over?
At that time, all this will still come to an end.
"Whatever."
"It's no use thinking so much."
"Go back to Tianlin city first and tell the city Lord about it."
"As for what the city Lord will do at that time, in fact, I can't control it."
"It's no use talking too much."
"That's it."
"The fate of the protoss will rise and fall. Then go with fate... Go with fate!"
Talha, the third-class God of Tianlin City, focused his eyes slightly and glanced indifferently in the distance. The whole person seemed a little empty for a time.
God ladder... Is the top priority!
"I'm afraid only the city Lord can suppress the mysterious foreign youth leader."
"His growth rate is too fast."
"I'm afraid it won't take long to rise completely!"
"According to the current situation, he will become the great enemy of our Protoss!"
"Not to be underestimated!"
"If anyone underestimates this person, it's really stupid!"
"This man has both wisdom and courage!"
"The future must be a big trouble for the protoss!"
Tharha licked his lips, then spit out a mouthful of turbid air, and a heart gradually flew up.
The more you think, the more you feel.
Tarha thinks he has no problem with his vision.
Although he did not reach the state of standing high and looking far, many of his predictions were basically realized.
Tarha glanced at the dim position of the virtual shadow of the divine ladder, followed by a strong attachment, and turned away without hesitation.
Those who achieve great things don't stick to small details!
……
"God's ladder is coming to the world. The world will be in chaos."
"Fang fan, there are too many things involved between you and this God ladder. Otherwise, we'd better go back to our hometown and the original Guangming university to hide this wave of disaster."
"It's a big problem!"
"It's bound to be a disaster!"
"If there were no virtual shadow of God's ladder and exquisite palace, the virtual shadow would be even if it came to the world. Now it's like this, there's nothing to say."
"But now these things have sprung up."
"I'm afraid it will not only attract the attention of the protoss, but also our pope may not be able to sit under the crown."
"In our eyes, this pope is the master of the temple of the alliance of light. He is high and invincible."
"But who knows their inner world?"
"After all, they are just mortals!"
"As long as they are ordinary people, who can avoid vulgarity to these God ladders?"
"Who doesn't want to completely assemble all the divine ladders? At that time, it will become a divine road to build its Ali. At that time, you can enter the divine domain through the divine ladder!"
"This method is too convenient compared with asceticism, promotion to the realm of false gods and then entering the realm of gods!"
"The old prophecy will come true!"
"Fang fan!"
"Let's not stir up this muddy water!"
"We have to share our responsibilities. At least we can save our lives first."
"With your cultivation talent, as long as you can practice patiently for 8000 years, you may not have no chance to become a hypocrite!"
Xue Wanren, the deputy head of Guangming University, took a deep breath and then couldn't help but persuade him.
As he spoke, his body trembled slightly.
The excited heart was fully displayed, and everything was silent.
The value of this demonstration should not be too real.
Very clear and very real.
That's about it.
Rhythm, overall stability.
Consciousness, full collapse.
"Eight thousand years of cultivation?"
Fang fan's mouth was drawn, and at the moment there were black lines on his forehead.
Can we talk about that in front of us?
I can't keep up with your time span.
For thousands of years, it's easy to match in this way. Who can hold it
Fang fan rubbed his swollen head. At the moment, his face was speechless.
That's an exaggeration.
All kinds of fancy feelings gathered in my mind. For a time, I didn't know what to say.
A mess, nonsense.
Speaking of it, that's all.
In the chaos, even the minimum sense of order disappeared.
"What ladder?"
"What does this ladder have to do with my disciple?"
"Isn't the virtual shadow of the divine ladder just emerging?"
"The name of my disciple is not engraved on this God ladder?"
"Why is it so much involved with him?"
"Xue Wanren, you old man knows to scare my apprentice!"
"God ladder, everyone sees it and takes it!"
"Why can't my apprentice go?"
"My disciple is the reincarnation of the true God!"
Uncle Jie has always stood firmly on Fang fan's side. At the moment, he spoke with a proud look on his face.
Immediately after, thoughts flutter and consciousness becomes clear.
Such a gesture, more with whom to say.
When you say nothing at all.
Real and stable!
Yes, that may be the feeling.
Thoughts flutter in place, and the rhythm slowly rises in place.
"You know what!"
"You've been closed before. You dare to talk here without knowing anything!"
"Look at you. Do you still look like a master?"
"Hoo..."
"Now the only God ladder in this world is on your disciple!"
"I'm afraid there are many people who know about it now."
"Chu people are innocent and cherish their sins."
"Do you still want to push your disciples into the fire pit?"
Xue Wanren stared at his uncle Jie, and as he spoke, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.
So inner, more with whom to say.
The more I think about it, the more I feel confused and uneasy.
All kinds of chaotic rhythms swept in place, and the whole brain melon seeds were about to crack!
Hard... Hard to go to heaven!
I wish I could come forward and beat it to the end!