Chapter 4160

They should be the most harmonious couple at the moment.

Of course, they can't stay there all the time. They always think they should do something.

In this way, all kinds of feelings in the heart can fly silently.

The feeling of flowing thoughts becomes stronger and stronger.

Gradually, the picture in front of me is frantically following the edge, and everything is silent.

"Brother, when will you do it?"

The first-class saint of the dark temple, the devil day, couldn't help it.

"Are you sure all the divine ladders are on that side?"

"Nothing left out?"

"Don't be fooled by others at that time!"

"I always think there's something wrong."

"I don't know what's wrong in my heart, but I'm a little flustered."

Since the dark Pope demon butcher can sit in this position and frighten endless demons, can he be an ordinary person?

As the dark Pope, what dark things have you never seen?

Is this still a matter?

Frankly speaking, in fact, I didn't care much at all.

It must be a big thing to make him panic.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?"

"You didn't have this temper before!"

"You used to be so floating. Now... How can you become so timid now..."

The dark temple make complaints about the devil.

The speaker frowned and looked rather dissatisfied.

"You don't understand!"

"Before you enter the futu temple, I don't feel at all. I can even push everyone horizontally."

"But not now."

"I have to be more rigorous."

"This futu temple... Is so weird."

"You strong demigods have become supreme demigods!"

"Other practitioners have basically been promoted to one or three levels!"

"And since Fang fan can get all the divine ladders, it must be unusual!"

"Didn't you say that before? The little girl beside him succeeded in being promoted to the realm of hypocrisy and rose up!"

"These need attention!"

"We can't afford to gamble now."

"If you lose the bet, you'll have nothing."

"This road is covered with dripping blood!"

"Do you understand what I said?"

The whispering voice followed in place, and the picture in the eyes gradually followed in a trance.

Now take a deep breath and all kinds of consciousness can't be grasped.

When the idea was completely suppressed, the warm blood in my heart gradually dispersed.

We must pay more attention!

"So?"

"We'll just stay here and do nothing?"

"What is this?"

"Boring, it's too boring!"

"Brother, if you do this, I want to fight with you."

Make complaints about the magic sky.

Fancy, comprehensive, messy, endless?

This? That's it?

What a jerk!

"It's not that you can't attack."

"Seek wealth and wealth!"

"There are three supreme demigods sitting in our dark temple now."

The dark Pope devil Tu licked his lips and felt a little excited.

"Where are the three?"

"Just our two big brothers!"

"If we fight against Fang fan, it's good to kill Shura without helping."

"People think that Fang fan is flowing with pure Shura blood and wants to recognize people as masters!"

"If I hadn't killed Shura, I would have killed Fang fan!"

"Why wait until now!"

"Hum!"

"This guy has a lot of thoughts now."

The cold hum swept in place, and the picture in front of me spread out in an all-round way.

At present, the devil's words are full of complaints.

"Big brother! I told you at the beginning that if you are not my race, your heart will be different! I knew this guy was not a good thing!"

"Now look, is it like this?"

"Brother, you just don't understand!"

"Hey!"

"Brother, you can't argue!"

"Crotch pulling! Now it looks like it's really special!"

"Garbage to the extreme!"

Make complaints about the sound of the Tucao, and at the moment, the eyes are flying to the extreme. The mind is deep, and is completely contained.

That's basically the case.

The situation is clear and the will is strong!

The rest, basically no problem!

Secure the moment!

"Kill Shura?"

"Come here for a minute."

The dark Pope demon Tu looked at shashura and shouted.

Shashura's face looked more indifferent at the moment. He hesitated a little, then walked over, and a wave of strange light twinkled in his eyes.

"What can I do for the Pope?"

Killing Shura is very direct.

"If it's all right, can't I come to you?"

"Huh?"

"Between you and me, there's no need to do those empty headed things?"

"You should know what I want to say."

"I won't beat around the bush with you. I'll explain it to you directly."

While talking, the devil Tu immediately stared at shashura.

For a time, there seems to be a strong unity of opposites between the two.

"Yes!"

"Fang fan is a descendant of our Shura family!"

"His Shura blood is pure above me."

"According to our Shura rules, I must protect him."

Kill Shura directly.

"What if I want to deal with him?"

"Are you going to fight the Pope, too?"

The dark Pope devil Tu's eyes flashed and said directly. His words were full of a sense of abuse.

"I... I..."

Shashura took a deep breath, his consciousness was dim, his eyes flickered, and his face showed an extremely complex look.

The more you think, the more complicated the feeling becomes.

When you say nothing at all.

This wave, of course, will follow the steady as Mount Tai.

Otherwise, there will be a big problem.

If the rhythm is unstable, it will completely collapse!

In this way, it's too boring.

Facing the dark Pope's demon slaughter is different from facing the demon sky.

For killing Shura, there is no friendship between him and mortian. It doesn't matter whether the needle is against maimang. It's normal to fight when you're unhappy.

But the dark Pope demon Tu did have mercy on killing Shura at the beginning.

At least, there is the grace of not killing.

Previously, the dark temple controlled the whole Shura clan.

At that time, the devil butcher could kill their Shura family.

It's true.

But the dark Pope didn't do that at that time. He not only let them go, but also let him kill Shura and become the first-class saint of the dark temple!

Under the circumstances at that time, isn't this a grace of not killing?

These thoughts gradually gathered in my mind, and the eyes of killing Shura seemed very struggling.

All kinds of emotions flipped in his mind. He didn't know what to do at all.