Many times, there is no such opportunity.
Now this opportunity is in front of you, just let yourself hurt yourself.
Relatively speaking, it's not too cost-effective!
Fang fan's eyes swept around, and his face could not help showing a numb look.
If so, toss a hammer.
All spitting blood?
Inexplicably, there is a sense of sand sculpture in my heart.
"Fang fan boy."
"Or else we'll spit blood?"
"After all, such a good opportunity is not so easy to grasp!"
"Fang fan boy..."
Bai Piao blinked and said something with an expectant look on his face.
In this wave, the rhythm is very stable and the consciousness is more stable.
"Yes!"
"You can try."
Fang fan's eyes looked at Bai Piao, and then he was serious.
Rhythm, steady, that's the most important thing.
"Ah?"
"Cough..."
"Then what... I won't try!"
"After all, you know my talent. I pull my crotch too much!"
"I can't. I won't get involved."
"And if you do this, it will not make much sense, and even cause many effects..."
"Fang fan, you are gifted! You can! You take off!"
The sound of excitement gathered in place, and the picture in front of us was changing little by little.
Bai Piao's careful thinking now shows that it is simply not too real.
To put it bluntly, it's actually continuous sand carving.
In the end, the sand carving was unsustainable.
This guy is serious. If it's his turn to play, he'll cringe there again.
Um!
I can only say that it's white.
"Disciple, otherwise... I'll try this method?"
"You can't let others take the lead."
"Now your tortoise... No... It's Xuanwu... If it's Xuanwu, it's not very good now. Look, it was stuck in the 70th monument before. It's no good at all. It can't be promoted at all!"
"Disciple, let me try?"
"I'll let these people of Guangming University try..."
Uncle Jie's eyes couldn't help flickering. While talking, the picture in front of him was flickering in place bit by bit.
This time, I was very excited and inexplicably felt waves of surging.
Fang fan pondered, his eyes flashed, thought for a while, and then shook his head
"Forget it."
"It doesn't make sense."
"Tossing to the end will only hurt yourself."
"It's meaningless if you can understand the monument by spitting blood."
"This is self mutilation."
"At that time, everyone will hurt themselves. Isn't it just rolling up directly with the inside?"
"It doesn't make much sense to continue to the end."
Fang fan's eyes followed and flashed, and then he said frankly.
In all aspects, this feeling is very appropriate. Everything is in silence.
Steady, steady.
Otherwise, something will happen, something big will happen.
The slightest mistake will be completely contained.
Everything is as Fang fan expected.
Depending on the method of spitting blood, you may be able to understand one, two or three or five human steles, but in the end, no matter how you spit blood, the futu God stele will not show its spirit.
This thing still depends on talent.
Talent is not good. It is obviously unrealistic to want to engage in these crooked means.
In the end, it was completely ended and suppressed. Until the end, it didn't even grasp the least feeling.
"Now the top row is the Xuanwu giant beast tianque."
"But the people behind are catching up!"
"Hoo!"
"The protoss tarha is a little powerful."
Xue Wanren, the deputy head of Guangming University, narrowed his eyes and sighed with regret.
If you can't stabilize in all aspects, pull your crotch.
At the moment, the competition for the futu God tablet list is quite fierce.
List of futu tablet:
First place: tianque, 70 steles of enlightenment people!
Second place: tarha, 57 steles of enlightenment people!
Third place: Ouyang disciple, eighteen steles of enlightenment people!
Fourth place: Magic heaven, fifteen steles for enlightenment people!
Fifth place: Yuan Jiuxiang, twelve steles of enlightenment people!
……
The fifth place has more than ten understanding steles.
At a glance, the whole person fell into infinite shock.
Immediately, thoughts fluttered and the rhythm was crazily restrained.
In the end, all this was simply out of control.
"Tarha has understood 57 steles."
"I'm going to catch up with the heaven que!"
"It seems... Not very stable."
"The state of tianque... Not quite right!"
"It feels like the whole body is weak."
"His potential has been gradually exhausted!"
"I'm afraid it's a little difficult to continue to understand the divine tablet."
"This road... Doesn't work."
"If you can't get through it, it's boring to continue."
"Other people's words, there is no pressure, mainly the tarha of the Protoss."
"When I first saw this protoss tarha, I just thought he was a strong general."
"I didn't expect that it has changed into such a shape now."
"This man... Has great potential."
Fang fan narrowed his eyes and his thoughts fluttered. He couldn't help looking at tarha more.
The existence of tarha has put some pressure on him.
This aspect must be stabilized.
For the protoss, Fang fan knows too little after all.
If dealing with, that is, in recent months.
And it's still at war.
"Come on! Come on!"
"Tarha!"
"You are the best!"
"I knew, I knew you could!"
"War! War!"
"Tarha!"
"Sprint! Surpass!"
"You are the top of the tablet list of futu God!"
"Now... Now all the divine ladders! The divine lattice is yours!"
"And... And the gift of God's grace!"
"Opportunity! Opportunity!"
"Hold it! Hold it!"
"Hold it to take off! Hold it to fly!"
"War! War! War!"
Bursts of excitement burst out in my mind. For a moment, I didn't know why.
The ancient temple of the first-class divine General of the protoss Tianlin city was flushed at the moment, and the more he shouted, the more excited he was.
Their Protoss are up!
"Tarha!"
"I really didn't read you wrong!"
"Tarha! You can!"
"Talha! Invincible! Invincible!"
"Tarha! Keep fighting!"
"Tarha! You are my best brother!"
"Tarha! From now on, you are my brother! I share the world of the protoss with you!"
The ancient temple is biting its lips, and its teeth are shaking wildly!
At the same time, the number of Buddha tablets of tarha enlightenment is still soaring!
Talent is something that I can't say.
Sometimes, it's so strange!
"I didn't expect this guy to be really good!"
"Is it difficult that the true gods of the protoss are protecting him?"
"Why!"
"Where am I worse than him?"
Queder, the second-class God of the protoss Tianlin City, shrunk his mouth and looked a little unhappy.