Mo Tian, ​​the first-class saint in the Dark Temple, snorted coldly, and he was not easy to get along with.

Immediately, it was tit for tat against Maimang, and he almost did it.

The elite of the Protoss are in front, and there is almost civil turmoil here.

Fang Fan's eyes scanned the left and right, back and forth, with a weird expression on his face.

There are too many people who want to kill him.

The Temple of the Alliance of Light, the Temple of Darkness, and now there is another Protoss Tianlin City!

These forces gathered together, in fact, have only one purpose, and that is to kill Fang Fan!

At this moment, such a belief is fully manifested!

Not much else to say, this time has already shown such a limelight.

For a moment, the sense of coercion seemed extremely strong.

It is indeed a bit difficult to survive between the three forces.

A little carelessness, the whole person will fall into it and cannot extricate themselves.

No one wants to imagine such a picture.

"If these three families are really united, I will be abolished."

"Looking at the past, there is no hope at all."

"In this way, we need to be more cautious, and we must not have the slightest wanderlust."

"This rhythm also needs to be stabilized slowly, this is the most important thing!"

"So many forces have come here, from a certain point of view, it's not entirely a bad thing."

"The key is how to grasp it."

Fang Fan squinted his eyes, and couldn't help but sweep his eyes around, with a smile on his lips.

This time, it seems quite interesting.

According to the current rhythm, just unfolding like this, maybe there will be some other surprises?

Who can say for sure about this kind of thing?

Fang Fan put his hands together in front of him, and all kinds of thoughts gathered together.

Interesting... This time the feeling is in place, it is indeed quite interesting.

According to the established rhythm, there will not be too much deviation.

"Boy Fang Fan."

"Things are blowing up."

"Run away."

"Before they react, run away quickly."

"Let's go with everyone."

"hiss!"

"With a glance, there are two strong demigods, two weak demigods of the protoss, and more than ten quasi-demigods of the protoss."

"Fang Fan, I know you have a lot of bad ideas, but no matter how many bad ideas you have, you can't grasp it now."

"It's already at this time, just...don't follow along."

"It's going to happen, it's going to happen."

"Whirring whirring."

"Who can't control the situation now."

"If you are not careful, you will be shot to death."

"Let's... let's calm down, okay?"

"Fang Fan, I'm talking to you, don't...don't be so silent!"

"I'm a little panicked."

"If they react later and launch an attack together, I won't be able to hold on."

"At that time, it will really be a dead end!"

"Did you hear me, boy?"

Bai Piao was crying, his eyes frantically swept across the surroundings, and while talking, his heart gradually became messy, his complexion was extremely complicated, and his hips were completely stretched according to the rhythm.

Now that the matter has come to this point, we can still talk about chickens.

It is the right way to retreat quickly!

There is no point in rectifying those that are there or not.

"Fang Fan, although Bai Piao is usually unreliable, what he said now is indeed the truth."

"There can be no further delay."

"Hurry up... Hurry up and evacuate is the right way."

"If you delay it any longer, the whole situation will really collapse."

"Fang Fan, safety first."

"The enemy is simply too powerful."

Xue Wanren, deputy head of Guangming Academy, couldn't help frowning, and then sighed.

He is useless...

He thought that he could still take care of Fang Fan's son-in-law who was riding a dragon for several years, but now it seems that he was thinking too much.

Not to mention how many years, it has only been a few months? The stubborn boy who used to be can now start to confront the powerful demigod boss.

Everyone wants to kill him now.

Muxiu in the forest will be destroyed by the wind!

It's too high-profile, and it's not a good thing.

"Wait...wait a little longer."

"Of course I can escape now, but it's not what I want."

"And if they escape into the small world of Chutian Pavilion, they only need to surround the surrounding area. We are like being strangled by the neck, and we can't get out at all."

"It won't work."

"Besides, it's not that desperate."

"It's not that there is no other hope if the rhythm is pulled up in this way."

Fang Fan squinted his eyes, thinking to himself, his thoughts gradually racing through his mind.

Not much else to say, this time the idea feels in place, as if to completely destroy everything in front of me!

Such thoughts gradually burst out!

The crazy rhythm is hard to control.

Feeling like this is gradually getting in place.

The rhythm is clear, and the consciousness is extremely clear!

The matter has come to this point, it is useless to say more, just follow this rhythm to the end.

The time for a full-fledged take-off may be coming.

"Talha!"

"You are so brave!"

"He actually chased me here."

"This is my place!"

"Behind me, there are several powerful demigods in the formation. What do you think you can do?"

"It's really deadly!"

"You are here to take back the treasures in the inner treasury of the city lord's mansion?"

"I advise you not to waste your time."

"When something comes into my hands, it's mine."

"Besides, I have already given those treasures to these two strong demigods for safekeeping."

"What kind of cheap do you think you can get from these two strong demigods?"

"If you're sensible, get lost!"

"Otherwise you will definitely die!"

Fang Fan's group of protoss powerhouses in Tianlin City immediately spoke in the protoss language calmly.

The rhythm of all aspects is grasped, and the posture is fully raised. What is needed is this crazy effect.

Others are not there, what can I say?

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at all.

It doesn't make sense at all.

A fox pretends to be a tiger?

It does have some momentum.

But the more important thing is to get chestnuts out of the fire!

It was because of the language barrier between these protoss cultivators from Tianlin City and Ouyangtu Motian.

"hateful!"

"you wanna die!"

"Little brat! Don't be arrogant!"

"You're already dead!"

"snort!"

"No matter how hard you struggle, it's useless!"

"My protoss, invincible!"

"Talha! What are you waiting for?"

"Hurry up and give orders, let's go together!"

"Those two strong demigods from other races, I will carry them!"

"Go and kill this little bastard! Take the treasure back to me!"

"This is our only way out!"

"The return of the treasure, the city lord will give you a lot of rewards!"

"If the treasure is discarded, the city lord will cut us into pieces!"

"Talha!"

"Talking to you! Why don't you make a sound? Are you dumb?"

"say something!"

"Why are you still hesitating?"

"Now or never!"

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