Chapter 4065

In their view, when the saints of Ouyang take off completely, they are the ministers of the dragon!

At that time, one person will rise to heaven!

Of course, the people of this outlaw faction are still good after all.

At the last glance, there were 1800 people.

Most of them knew current affairs very well and ran behind yuan Jiuxiang.

However, at the moment, they dare not shout with Ouyang disciples. Don't involve them casually in the struggle between big men.

it's too hard!

They simply felt that ouyangtu's ship was unstable, so they wanted to jump out of the ship quickly.

it's too hard!

They are all bigwigs and are under extreme oppression.

Ouyang Tu's face at the moment changed from complacent to iron blue.

Grass!

A bunch of blind dogs

What does that mean?

Huh?

How do you feel that you don't understand?

Run away?

All followed?

What's the situation?

Want to follow the tyranny?

What's going on?

Originally, the light camp entered the second floor of the futu palace, with almost 10000 or 20000 people.

However, after the crazy attack of those female angels just now, many people have been killed and injured. There are about 8000 or 9000 people who are still alive and have the power of World War I.

Originally, most people followed under the command of Ouyang disciples.

Now that everyone has finished running, there are only about 1000 diehard fans still following him.

Originally, he wanted to surrender yuan Jiuxiang and those people under his hands, but now how did he become such a ghost?

Can't you give rice on credit for eating chicken?

Shit!

Can you still play like this?

"You'll regret it!"

"You're missing a great opportunity!"

"Since then, you will not have such a good chance."

"I don't know what to say now."

"I can only say I feel sad for you!"

"You are so stupid!"

"If you don't grasp such a great opportunity, you won't have it in this life!"

"Hey!"

"Now the Holy One is in a good mood. I'll give you another chance."

"If you come back now, let bygones be bygones!"

"Otherwise, the holy one will be regarded as you standing on the opposite side of me!"

"When the holy one becomes God, you will have no good fruit to eat!"

"Hum! Especially those who betrayed me before!"

Ouyang snorted coldly, and his eyes twinkled with murder.

In the sand sculpture, it is so interesting.

At a glance, I really don't know what this guy is thinking and thinking.

Virtually, the rhythm is following the overall oppression.

"Ouyang disciple!"

"What?"

"If you can't cheat, now change the threat?"

"We are not fools, we know how to make the right choice!"

"Hum!"

"It's you who should worry about anxiety now!"

"Your stupidity is beyond my imagination!"

"Your madness has brought you to the end!"

"You can reflect on yourself. What are you doing?"

"Don't dream of becoming a God all day!"

"Ask yourself, do you deserve to be God?"

"If becoming a God is so simple, it is impossible for the Pope to pursue it for so many years without any harvest!"

"Under the crown of the Pope, it has the protection of the gods of the whole camp of light!"

"Forget it."

"It's no use talking to you so much."

"You can't listen now."

"Too much sand sculpture."

"You'll eat your own fruit after all!"

Yuan Jiuxiang, the first-class saint of the temple of the alliance of light, shook his head and was too lazy to say more at the moment.

It's time to say a few more.

People don't listen at all.

Now go up, isn't it for others to ridicule?

boring.

Inexplicably feel that the whole person is empty.

I feel there is no hope ahead.

Numb, completely numb.

Anxious thoughts revolved in my mind. For a time, my expression was particularly true.

The crazy rhythm is suppressed to the bottom, and then you can't rise again.

Fang fan and others looked at it and almost laughed.

Put aside the rest.

It's really interesting to look at it like this at the moment.

Anyway, I feel very unobstructed in my heart.

Calmly stretch your waist, your eyes flicker rapidly, the corners of your mouth rise slightly, and in your eyes, another kind of fine awn flickers rapidly.

When you say nothing at all.

Such thoughts seem particularly true.

"In other words, this Ouyang disciple suddenly became so confident. There is really a problem."

"It's definitely not that simple."

"Maybe... Maybe he really has some special feelings?"

"He won't find any treasure in the futu palace, will he?"

"And then increased his combat effectiveness?"

"Disciple, if this is true, we should be careful!"

"This guy is always looking for a chance to kill you!"

"But don't coerce it in."

Uncle Jie was never a cautious man, but he had to be cautious when dealing with his precious apprentice.

In case something happens, it will really follow liangbo.

Among them, it is extremely dangerous.

"Well..."

"In my opinion, he is just a secondary school student."

"Normally, it shouldn't be this reaction."

"He's just overconfident now."

Fang fan's eyes fluttered, the corners of his mouth raised silently, and his expression was very real.

On the whole, it doesn't matter.

No problem.

Mentality, gradually stable.

"Secondary two disease?"

"What disease is this?"

Uncle Jie was stunned for a moment and looked a little stunned.

It sounds strange.

"Well..."

Fang fan opens his mouth. It's really hard to explain.

"No more."

"You'd better... Keep climbing the ladder."

"Hurry up."

"I don't know when this ladder will collapse directly."

Fang fan readily responds.

At the moment, while helping the people climb the stairs, he was deep in thought.

After comprehensive conversion, the previously obtained Angel hearts are almost equivalent to 180000 God stones, that is, 1.8 billion God stone fragments.

This is the biggest fortune obtained.

Now is to use this wealth perfectly.

As for other things, there is no need to think about them for the time being.

Gradually there are certain thoughts and ideas in my heart.

On the whole, it can be followed by overall stability.

Rhythm, gradually comfort.

Thoughts, gradually fluttering.

The idea is very real and the thought is very clear.

That's the effect.

Fang fan's eyes flickered, and his breathing gradually became urgent.

"Forget it."

"First of all, let's promote all the ten regiments under our command."

"Later things, later."

"If all the ten legions under my command can be promoted to the weak demigod state, the situation will be stable."

Fang fan glanced around and smiled at the corners of his mouth.