Chapter 4120

Who knows how long the futu palace has existed.

Be more aware of safety. It's always OK.

When all the fire red beetles were wiped out, at a glance, the bodies of those fire red beetles had completely connected the fifth and sixth floors of the futu palace.

The stairs built entirely by corpses look like some Victorian style.

Everyone looked at each other and dared not climb directly for a while.

I'm afraid it's another conspiracy.

This wave is really scared.

I've been trapped in the futu palace too many times.

Gradually, a deep shadow has been left in this heart.

At this moment, looking at this thing, the body can't help but follow.

The extremely trembling heart slowly became numb.

The more you think, the more your mind trembles, and the more messy your thoughts become.

"Fang fan boy."

"If you go up, is it climbing on flesh and blood?"

"I always feel a little scared."

"Although this insect is annoying, it is also a living creature after all!"

"If you kill them, you'll kill them. If you let them die, you can't rest in peace!"

"Hey! It's too inappropriate!"

"It's too difficult!"

……

Bai Piao doesn't know that he is hypocritical and really has that kind heart. At this time, he is still sad for those insects.

Fang fan shook his head and sighed silently.

garish!

I don't know what I'm tossing about!

It's a mess. I don't even have a sense of propriety and moderation.

Disorder in chaos!

"It's all here. Do you have any other choice but to go up and have a look?"

"Anyway, there is no way back."

"At present, there is only one way to go to the dark."

Fang fan licked his chapped lips, looked at the sky, and his thoughts soared.

What is there at the top?

Hundreds of thousands of people entered the futu palace.

When entering the fifth floor, there are actually thousands of people.

But after a wave of collision between fire red beetles, there are only a thousand people left!

Light camp, dark camp, neutral camp, plus Protoss

The remaining number of the four forces is still relatively average.

Of course, at this time, the 100 people of Fang fan's ten major legions, plus almost 100 people of Guangming University, are more abrupt.

In the past, if it was mixed with hundreds of thousands of people, it didn't receive so much attention, and it felt like that.

But now the practitioners of all major forces are decreasing sharply, but the sharp decline of Fang fan seems to be much better!

Especially those elite under Fang fan's command, it seems that none of them has been damaged?

When hundreds of thousands of people were there before, they didn't think Fang fan's existence was a great hidden danger. Now it is gradually clear that the sense of hidden danger has been strengthened too much.

"Raising tigers is a danger!"

"Hey!"

"It's all here. There's no way!"

"It's cold! It's really cold!"

"This... What is this?"

"I told you long ago to eradicate Fang fan, who will be your biggest competitor in the future!"

"What about you? I don't believe it!"

"Everyone wants to preserve their strength, and everyone wants to make a profit!"

"Hehe! Hehe! How's it going now? Are you in the set?"

"I'll put my words here today. There is only one winner in this visit to the futu palace, that is Fang fan!"

"All the God ladders will also be taken away by him. Just follow two tears!"

"And you fools, there's really no way to say!"

Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint of the temple of the alliance of light, couldn't help but scold.

This moment is aimed at those supreme demigods here!

One is one. All special people are fools!

Stupid!

I haven't seen such a fool!

Ouyang felt that he was the only one with a slightly better brain among so many top demigods present.

The rest of these people, one by one, are not top dragons!

When abusing, Ouyang disciples are naturally targeted.

At the moment, he glared at Yuan Jiuxiang, another first-class saint in the temple of the alliance of light. He thought it was this bastard who broke his big deal!

If he is clever, if he is obedient, how can he toss this matter to this point.

It's really endless, isn't it?

Do you have to follow me here?

Sand sculpture?

The mentality collapsed!

"Ouyang disciple, don't point fingers at mulberry and locust trees!"

"If you want to point it at me, just say it. Why do you have so much nonsense?"

"The holy one just looks at you and doesn't want to obey your orders. What's the matter?"

"I really think I'm a character?"

"Not even a little self-knowledge, so much nonsense?"

"Give you a face?"

"Dog!"

"You're not the only one who can swear!"

Yuan Jiuxiang has a dark face. He generally doesn't swear easily. After all, he has reached this position. He has to have a pattern and image.

But today he really couldn't help it!

He was so angry that he was speechless when his brain trembled.

sand carving!

It's all sand sculpture!

Have the ability to fight directly?

Beat your head and blood!

"Ha ha!"

"In fact, if you have an idea to kill Fang fan's competitor now, it may not be impossible."

"As long as the operation is good, there are opportunities."

"The key depends on how you operate."

His eyes flickered and his thoughts drifted in place.

The dark temple and the holy devil want to come and get involved again.

At the moment, the expression is very real.

"Demon heavenly saint, you're right? If I attack Fang fan, will your dark temple do it? There are two absolute demigods in your dark temple..."

Ouyang, the first-class saint of the temple of the alliance of light, was not sleepy at once. At the moment, he licked his lips, his expression was unpredictable, his thoughts fluttered, and his steps gradually became much faster.

"Yes!"

"There must be no problem on my side..."

"If you kill the Shura Saint..."

The corner of the devil's mouth pulled out and couldn't help looking at the position of the devil's day. His expression seemed a little complicated, his thoughts drifted, and his consciousness also seemed a little unconscious.

This thing has a big problem.

"You can't deal with Fang fan."

"Or I'll kill you."

"I only aim at you."

The first-class saint of the dark temple killed Shura, raised his blood eyes and looked at the demon sky, then coldly said.

Devil day: "??"

Now his face is confused!

Grass!

Special!

What do you mean?

Shit!

Is this... Threatening me? Intimidate me?

rats! What a dog! I'm so angry that I'm shaking all over!

damn!

Kill you every minute!

What's the tone?

What do you mean I'm only for you?

As long as you deal with Fang fan, I'll kill you?

Are you floating or am I unable to hold the knife?

Labor is the brother of the dark pope! And still the supreme demigod!