As the demon messenger of Motian Pavilion spoke, the smile on his face became even more!

This is an opportunity! A perfect opportunity!

Seizing this opportunity to get the source power of God, he can also benefit a lot.

"God source?"

"So... so it is! No wonder..."

"Lord Zhou Zhi, there is one more thing, the reason why our dark camp has repeatedly suffered setbacks this time is because a little bastard named Fang Fan appeared in the light camp!"

"This guy is the Hall Master of the Ninth-Rank Power Palace of the Bright Faction! Those weird king-level healing cards and serum cards were created by him!"

"With him there, it's not good for our dark camp, I think it's better to kill him early!"

"He will definitely enter the chaos. When the time comes, the examiners of our dark camp will concentrate their firepower on the attack..."

"That way he will surely die..."

Zhu Rong said gloomily.

Because of the existence of the contract of God, he cannot directly attack Fangfan!

But in Brawl, there are no rules!

The strong go up, the weak go back, it is so cruel!

At that time, wouldn't it be easy for the assessors of the dark camp to target and kill someone?

"Fang Fan? Healing Card? Serum Card? Interesting!"

"I gave the order, take the head of the mortal, and reward one hundred devil fruit!"

...

...

The brawl begins!

The light camp and the dark camp enter the battlefield of gods and demons simultaneously!

The legions and heroes behind Fang Fan follow at any time, while his eyes are looking around...

It is possible to see the true state of the light camp at this moment...

"One by one, they formed their own small groups, and started to report to the group to keep warm!"

"Or an appraiser of an eighth-rank force gathers together by himself..."

"Or maybe several ninth-rank forces are allied with each other!"

"There is also an eighth-rank force flying with a few ninth-rank force assessors..."

"As for the assessors of the Shengtian Alliance, they are quite arrogant, and they all seem to want to fly solo?"

"So scattered, is it possible for them to unite to attack the dark camp's assessors?"

Fang Fan shook his head slightly, but fortunately he never pinned his hopes on them...

Otherwise, you won't know how to die if you are trapped to death...

It's just not realistic.

"The battlefield of gods and demons is open!"

"Those who want to quit can scream and admit defeat, and they can be directly excluded from the battlefield of gods and demons, and it also shows that you are completely eliminated by the battle of assessment!"

"Whether it is killed or withdrawn, in the end, the battle will only be terminated when there are 98,000 creatures left in the battlefield of gods and demons!"

"Go to war!"

There was a sound of lightness in the sky, and the era of belonging to the strong has begun!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"I'm Cao! The people of Yaoling Pavilion are you crazy? We are all forces of the bright camp, you actually attacked me?"

"Hehe... Who do you beat if you don't hit? Who made you Feifengzong the hottest chicken!"

"Also... The last time I dared to fight against people in our Demon Spirit Pavilion, do you really think I don't know? I haven't asked you to settle the account! Today... I'm here to settle the account!"

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"Bai people! You are courting death! How dare you provoke our Xuanyang Palace! Don't be afraid that our Xuanyang Palace will kill you!"

"Everyone is a force of the light camp. At this moment, you should kill those practitioners from the dark camp first!"

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