"How could it..."

"Is this Fang fan powerful enough?"

"Can even the true God... Be obliterated at will?"

"Even if it's just a wisp of true God."

"But not so fragile?"

"After all, the enchantment arbitrarily arranged by the spirit of the God of destruction can't be broken."

"Is there such a big gap between the city Lord and this Fang fan?"

"Isn't that shocking?"

"It's boring. It's not interesting at all."

"This gradually, followed by depression."

"Such a life has no meaning of continuous fighting."

"End it! End it all!"

The posture of gnashing teeth gathered in an all-round way, and there was a trace of boundlessness in his eyes.

Cassius, the leader of protoss Tianlin City, clenched his teeth and suddenly felt that he had no courage to fight it.

I feel like I can't fight!

Flapping around, it still looks like a ghost.

Cool thin on the spot, more and more numb.

Finally, nothing.

"This is a good thing for us!"

"What God of destruction is really terrible!"

"Like the words of Fang fan, a foreigner, he can still speak and make sense!"

"Better than... Better than the God of destruction?"

"The God of destruction is too abnormal."

"It's really a dead end if it falls into his hands!"

"There is... No other hope at all."

"At that time, even your flesh and bones will have to be chewed and eaten by him."

"The horror of this guy has exceeded a certain limit."

"Hoo!"

"Steady!"

"If something goes wrong, it will be cold."

The murmur came, and the picture in front of me was fluttering a little bit.

The ancient temple of the first-class God General of the protoss Tianlin city is gradually relieved.

Death is terrible, but it depends on who is going to die!

If you die in the hands of the God of destruction, you will feel hopeless if you are so tortured, and your consciousness is crazy suppressed.

After all, unconscious.

But it would be different if it fell into Fang fan's hands.

At least I can say.

Then beg and kneel down. Maybe you can still live.

It's always a dead end. At least, can it be more decisive?

"It's not that simple."

"I still don't believe in the true gods and spirits, so I was killed quietly."

"Before, the God of destruction immediately occupied the body of the devil day, and then killed the dark Pope devil butcher."

"He looked so domineering from beginning to end!"

"Such domineering existence cannot be too bad."

"There must be a problem."

"I just don't know where the problem is."

"It's weird!"

Murmuring followed, and his eyes flickered, and the meaning of the whole person was fluttering bit by bit.

Excited heart, trembling hands, only after personal experience, can we understand the ultimate sense of surprise!

Rise little by little! Lock a little bit! A little more crazy suppression!

Exciting! And true!

After the words of the protoss Lord Cassius of Tianlin City, waves suddenly surged in the distance.

"Jie!"

"Jie Jie!"

"Interesting... Interesting!"

"The taste of tickling is not bad!"

"This spicy chicken body is really useless at all!"

Bang!

Bang bang!

A dark figure gradually climbed up from the ground.

All over the body, where is there any flesh and blood? At the moment, there is only a bone shelf, and it is all black.

At the moment, the bone of the left arm of the bone shelf is missing, because it has been eaten before.

The scene unfolded in front of me, and my eyes flickered, but I couldn't say a word.

Want to follow to express something, also can't say.

It's messy... Messy.

In the chaotic consciousness, even the minimum order has been completely lost!

Such ideas, more with whom to say.

At present, we are constantly suppressing... Repressing again!

and that.

Very appropriate.

It's not dead after all.

Although from the perspective of Fang fan, he had such preparation from the beginning, he was more or less lost when he saw the facts in front of him.

How good would it be if we could solve all the problems at once?

Now... We need to work harder.

There are still some unknowns.

"Lord, belus is incompetent! Belus waste!"

Bang!

Belus, the commander of the annihilation Artillery Corps, knelt on his knees and looked ashamed.

From his point of view, he is a waste!

What did he do!

Doesn't the rhythm of slapping your face seem strong enough?

The Lord's hope rests on him, but what about him? What did he do?

Failed to live up to the Lord, let the LORD be very sad!

This time, my lips are shaking wildly!

The more you think, the more messy!

Messy thoughts, there is no more!

It's messy and can't be fully controlled!

In that case, but also with whom to say.

Numb, it seems extremely pathetic!

and that!

"It has nothing to do with you."

"Get up!"

"You've done a good job leading the annihilation Artillery Corps."

"As for the unsatisfactory result, it can only show that the spirit of the God of destruction is difficult to deal with."

"In other words, it's a true spirit. I'd be surprised if you killed it with one shot."

"Prepare well for a new round of confrontation!"

Fang fan smiled and then comforted one side.

While talking, thoughts gradually condense in the mind and feelings become stronger.

The annihilation Artillery Corps was temporarily defeated.

Now the only thing facing Fang fan is the whole army, and then face the God of destruction!

It's time to settle new and old grievances!

"Fortunately, the one hour effect time of the Dragon man Legion is still there."

"Under my command, there are 18 top demigods with combat power."

"Huh?"

"To be exact, it should be twenty!"

Fang fan pondered and looked at the bright Pope Yu wenhanlin and the first-class Saint yuan Jiuxiang of the bright alliance Temple who had just taken refuge.

Now that they have all worked, what should be done is naturally to be done.

Can't you just sit there and enjoy it?

The crisis of the God of destruction is not only for everyone!

"Yuwen Hanlin!"

"Yuan Jiuxiang!"

"Let's do it together!"

"Bloody battle!"

Fang fan directly ordered.

At the moment, the bright Pope Yu wenhanlin has signed a war slave contract with Fang fan, so he can only unconditionally implement Fang fan's instructions without any shirking!

But for yuan Jiuxiang, he still has a lot of choice.

"Face the God of destruction!"

"How likely is it to survive?"

"I can't be impulsive!"

Yuan Jiuxiang's thoughts gathered secretly.