Right now they should be regarded as the most coordinated pair.

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

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

The feeling of floating thoughts became more and more intense.

Gradually, the picture in front of me is also frantically fluttering, and everything goes without saying.

"Brother, when will you do it?"

Mo Tian, ​​the first-class saint in the Dark Temple, couldn't hold back anymore.

"Are you sure all the magic ladders are on that Fang Fan?"

"Is there nothing missing?"

"Don't let others secretly play tricks on Chen Cang!"

"I always feel like something's not quite right."

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

Since the Dark Pope Motu can sit in this position and frighten endless demons, can he be an ordinary person?

As the Dark Pope, what dark things have you not seen?

Is this still a thing?

To put it bluntly, in fact, I didn't care much about it in my heart.

It's definitely not a small thing to make him panic.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"You were not like this before!"

"You used to be so smug, now... how come you are so timid now..."

As soon as the Dark Temple waited, the saint Motian became anxious, and then couldn't help complaining from the side.

The speaker frowned, looking quite dissatisfied.

"You do not understand!"

"Before you entered the Buddha Palace, I didn't feel anything at all. I could even push everyone horizontally."

"But not now."

"I have to be more rigorous."

"This Buddha Shrine... is too weird."

"You strong demigods have become top demigods!"

"Other cultivators have basically been promoted to one to three levels!"

"And since Fang Fan can get all the magic ladders, he must be extraordinary!"

"Didn't you say it before? The little girl next to him has successfully promoted to the pseudo-god realm, and has ascended to the throne!"

"These all need attention!"

"We can't afford to gamble now."

"If you lose the bet, you lose everything."

"This road is covered with dripping blood!"

"Do you understand what I said?"

The whispering sound followed in place, and the picture in the eyes gradually became blurred.

Taking a deep breath at this moment, all kinds of consciousness are a little out of control.

At the moment when the thought was completely suppressed, the blood in the heart gradually dispersed.

Must pay attention to more!

"so what?"

"Are we just going to stay here and do nothing?"

"what is this?"

"It's boring, it's too boring!"

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

Mo Tian rolled his eyes, and couldn't help complaining.

Fancy, comprehensive, messy, endless?

this? That's it?

What a fucking bastard!

"It's not impossible to attack."

"Wealth and wealth are sought in insurance!"

"Our Dark Temple now has three supreme demigods sitting in it."

The dark Pope Motu licked his lips, feeling a little excited.

"Where are the three?"

"Just us two big brothers!"

"If we take action against that Fang Fan, it's not bad that killing Shura doesn't help."

"People think that Fang Fan has pure Shura blood flowing through him, and they still want to recognize him as their master!"

"If it wasn't for killing Shura and coming to the Buddha Palace to do bad things, I would have killed Fang Fan a long time ago!"

"Why wait until now!"

"snort!"

"This guy has a lot on his mind now."

The cold snort swept across in place, and the picture in front of him was fully unfolded.

At the moment, Motian's words are full of complaints.

"Brother! I told you at the beginning, people who are not of my race will have a different heart! I knew this guy is not a good thing!"

"Now look, has it become like this?"

"Brother, you just don't understand!"

"Why!"

"Brother, your ability to argue is not good either!"

"Crotch pulling! Looking at it now, it's really fucking hip pulling!"

“Garbage to the max!”

There were more complaints, and at this moment, the eyeballs were flying to the extreme, and the thoughts were deep, and they were completely contained.

Basically that's the case.

The situation is clear and the will is strong!

For the rest, basically no problem!

Be safe now!

"Kill Shura?"

"Come here."

The dark Pope Motu looked at Kill Shura, and then called out.

Killing Shura's face looked even more indifferent at this moment, he hesitated for a moment, then walked over with a strange light in his eyes.

"Is His Majesty the Pope looking for something for me?"

Killing Shura is straightforward.

"If it's okay, can't I come to see you?"

"Um?"

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

"You should know what I want to say."

"I won't go around in circles with you anymore, I'll explain it to you directly."

While Mo Tu was talking, he immediately stared at Kill Shura.

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

"Um!"

"Fang Fan is the direct descendant of my Asura clan!"

"The purity of the Shura blood on his body is higher than mine."

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

Kill Shura said directly.

"What if I want to deal with him?"

"Are you going to take action against the Pope?"

The dark Pope Motu's eyes flashed, and then he said directly, his words were filled with a sense of abuse.

"me……"

Killing Shura took a deep breath, his consciousness was a little dim, his eyes flickered, and an extremely complicated expression appeared on his face.

The more I think about it, the more complicated this feeling becomes at this moment.

it is more than words.

This wave, of course, will follow as steadily as Mount Tai.

Otherwise, there will be big problems.

If the rhythm is not stable, it will completely collapse!

In this way, it is too boring.

Facing the Dark Pope Mo Tu is different from facing Mo Tian.

As far as Killing Shura is concerned, there is no friendship between him and Motian. It doesn't matter if they fight against each other. It is normal to fight when you are upset.

But the Dark Pope Demon Tu did have a favor for killing Shura back then.

At least, there is the grace of not killing.

As I said before, the Dark Temple controlled the entire Shura clan.

Under the circumstances at that time, Motu could completely wipe out their Shura clan.

This thing is very real.

But the Dark Pope at that time did not do this, not only let them go, but also let him kill Shura to become the first-class saint of the Dark Temple!

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

These thoughts gradually gathered in his mind, killing Shura's eyes seemed to be struggling.

All kinds of emotions turned in his mind, and he didn't even know what to do.

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