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Chapter 802 Gou Rich, Don't Forget Each Other

Above the battlefield of gods and demons, patches of black mist began to gather.

The group of examiners from the dark faction who participated in the siege of Fang Mo and a small group of examiners from the light faction who had put all their eggs in one basket seemed a little curious at this moment...

All right, how has the weather changed?

"Why do I feel a little familiar..."

"Just now when our Great Sun faction besieged Fang Mo, there was such a black mist, and then...then tens of thousands of people from the Great Sun faction died...I was the only one left..."

"Hiss... the black mist before didn't seem to cover a very large area, but this time it seems a little... um... how should I put it, it feels very weird, just that feeling, I can't explain it..."

"I'm Cao...don't frighten me, I'm scared..."

"You're afraid of chickens! You didn't participate in the siege of Fang Mo, but it's always right to stay away. If you are accidentally injured...you will suffer too much!"

"Withdraw...Quickly withdraw! Withdraw! Don't ink!"

"Hiss... so terrifying!"

"The black mist is getting more and more..."

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The team of examiners from the dark camp.

"Boss, there seems to be something wrong? How about we step back? I heard that Fang Fan is quite evil, so let's not follow his way..."

"Hehe, Ah San, you trash! Are you afraid? We have 70 elites in the dark camp, and there are only a few people around Fang Mo? If you are cowardly, get out! Don't want to share the devil fruit with us!"

"That's right... Lord God Demon Messenger promised [-] Demon God Fruits, and this time it's delivered! It's really delivered!"

"Tsk... If I'm lucky and successfully make up the knife, I will be a Mozi of Motian Pavilion from now on! Please call me Lord Mozi!"

"Hey hey... Go! Go!"

A handful of desperate examiners from the Light camp...

They also seem a little nervous at the moment...

It's such a time, it must be a lie to say that I have no feelings at all.

The Purple Ling Holy Emperor of the Holy Heaven Alliance has already sworn the oath of the Holy Emperor, slaughtered Fang Fan, and received the reward from the Demon Envoy of the Motian Pavilion, everything is fine!
If they were defeated, their performance at this moment might have been noticed by the Purple Ling Holy Emperor. Will they be able to survive in the light camp in the future?
"Although the black mist is weird, it should be just a cover-up released by Fang Mo! The purpose is to prevent us from launching an attack!"

"Hehehe... This just shows that Fang Mo is at the end of his rope! As long as we work hard, Fang Mo will definitely die!"

"Brothers! Such a great opportunity is in front of us. Wouldn't it be a pity if we don't cherish it? Follow me... attack together! Kill him!"

"We brothers are of one heart, and our benefits can cut through gold! No matter who kills Fang Mo, we will share the wealth!"

"Gou rich and noble, don't forget each other!"

"rush!"

In the end, there is no escaping the temptation of benefits.

Millions of examiners are coming from all directions!
Among them, there are nearly 70 examiners from the dark camp!Almost the whole army is dispatched!

There are about 30 to [-] examiners in the light camp...

At this moment, millions of people rushed over, and the situation suddenly became extremely grand!

Almost no one thought that Fang Fan would survive.

No matter how strong he is, what can he do?So what if all the guards under his command are nine-star king-level quasi-true kings?
Can he resist the elite of millions of examiners?

A hundred against a million...

Nonsense!

If the quantity changes to a certain extent, it will form a qualitative change!

(End of this chapter)