Chapter 1963 I Don't Raise a Rice Bucket

The Dark Temple and the Pure Sun Kingdom are completely in the same situation as brothers and sisters.

Tens of thousands of nearly 20 practitioners of the Dark Temple were beheaded...

Of the 15 troops of the Pure Yang Kingdom, only [-] are left...

And the battle has only been going on for ten minutes...

Perhaps in half an hour, they will all be wiped out.

The entire battlefield is a huge life harvester...

One crop after another, just harvesting like this.

"No...it can't be like this..."

"Fang Fan...you...you stop!"

"We have a truce, now a truce, stop fighting! I won't fight anymore!"

Heitian, the son of the Dark Temple, took a deep breath, and then roared again and again.

Fang Fan looked at him with an expression of looking at a fool, is there anything wrong with this guy's head?

The melon seeds on this head... have water entered it?
This wave after wave, what kind of trouble is it going to be?

Fight if you want to fight, and truce if you want to truce?
Is there really such a good thing?

"Don't you think it's too late to stop the war now?"

"I gave you a way to survive before, but you insisted on sending it yourself. Who is to blame?"

Fang Fan curled his lips, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was vividly displayed!

hum hum hum...

At this time, Fang Fan suddenly heard a sound like a pig roaring...

I saw the mythical beast that was recruited before was devouring all over the battlefield...

This guy seems to be quite troublesome. He doesn't even want normal corpses. He specially selects those armors, weapons and even various god crystal star cores to devour...

Because the energy concentrated there is the most.

Fang Fan stared wide-eyed silently, feeling a tingling scalp at this moment...

This Pixiu mythical beast looks cute and has no head, but it is too edible.

It would be a disaster to keep such a guy as a war pet...

Who can afford it?

Feed the god crystal star core every day?
Fang Fan let out a breath of turbid air, and then kicked the mythical beast's buttocks angrily.

"Don't patronize eating... go kill a few enemies..."

"Without credit, can you eat it?"

"Do you know what self-reliance is?"

Fang Fan reprimanded Pixiu with a serious face.

Pixiu God Clan blinked his cute little eyes, he seemed to be a little confused, he glanced at Fang Fan's position, then shrugged helplessly...

"I... don't know how to kill people..."

"I just eat."

"Killing people is the most boring thing, but... eating is the most comfortable thing!"

The mythical Pixiu patted its plump belly and said arrogantly.

Fang Fan's face gradually darkened...

Am I fucking raising pigs?Even if it's raising pigs... There will be a day of reward after all. Does this mythical beast have a hammer?

Just because he's cute?Just because he has no brain?
"Your devouring ability is the best means of attack..."

"Find a few people at random, and use your devouring function to absorb a wave..."

"I don't raise rice buckets here!"

"Go!"

Fang Fan angrily kicked out again...

If you keep a vase or something, you can watch a wave, and when it's appropriate, it can also be used to release a wave of stress.

Raise this thing?Prodigal?
"Oh……"

"Heh heh heh heh..."

The mythical Pixiu shook its chubby body for a while, then walked forward very unwillingly, found a suitable position, and then opened its mouth...

"Suck it..."

Whoosh...

There was a gust of wind!
The cultivators and soldiers of the Dark Temple and the Pure Sun Kingdom suddenly felt a terrifying suction force, and then...then they began to lose control of their bodies.

(End of this chapter)

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