"Now yielding to Fang Mo, it will only be a dead end!"

"But if we escape! If we really have a chance to escape, we can snipe Fang Mo and plunder all the treasures on him!"

"Divine Veins! Priceless Divine Veins! Don't you want to have them?"

"Even... there is the legendary Divine Land! You don't want to see it?"

"And... the supreme treasures and gods list for clearing all levels in the Tower of Miracles, don't you want to take a look?"

"Opportunity! It's already in front of you. Whether you can seize this opportunity is up to you!"

"I said what I should say! It's a man! Just stand and rush with me!"

Demon Heaven Pavilion Demon Son Situ Zhan stood proudly, and the more he spoke, the more powerful he became, as if he was the only one left in this world. This sense of arrogance was extraordinarily real!

Fang Fan looked at Situ Zhan, who was extremely pretentious, and was speechless...

Immediately, he sprinted over...

He waved his hand gently... mobilized ten ghost claws to surround it directly...

This time, the ghost claw did not directly remove his head, but started scratching from all directions of his body...

Scalp... Chest... Back... Limbs...

Ten ghost claws, scratching once, dripping blood once...

What is even more terrifying is that the place caught by these ghostly claws does not actually bleed, but gradually turns dark brown...

Situ Zhan's body began to tremble violently...

Fear arises in my heart...

This is the ghost claw! One is scary enough! Now there are ten! Who can resist this?

"Don't... let me go, I don't want to die!"

Situ Zhan's forehead began to seep out of cold sweat the size of a bead of beans...

"I... I really don't want to die. I'll give you whatever you want, just to save my life!"

Situ Zhan, the devil child of Motian Pavilion, who seemed to be arrogant before, is now completely cowardly!

Don't be shy, it's really fatal!

"Ha ha……"

"I don't want to die...it's not impossible!"

"Let all the cultivators in the Motian Pavilion stop first!"

"As long as there is a Demon Heaven Pavilion cultivator still fleeing, let the ghost claw grab a piece of your flesh..."

"Well... with your body type, at least you can hold on to a few hundred claws!"

"Don't worry, even if there are only a few ribs left on your body at the end, I will use the healing card for you, and then you will be able to grow flesh and blood again..."

"It goes on and on, do you think...isn't it good?"

Fang Fan strode over to Meteor, his eyes filled with excitement.

"Do not……"

"Devil! You are a demon!"

"All the practitioners of Motian Pavilion, please stop for me!"

"Hurry up and stop!"

"And Fang Mo... no... it's the Palace Master Fang Fan who continues to fight against each other, there's no good end to it!"

"Palace Master Fang Fan is a man of integrity! If you stop now, Palace Master Fang Fan will definitely not kill you!"

"I guarantee you as the devil of the Motian Pavilion that you will all be able to get out alive in the end..."

"Whoever stops now, this devil will owe someone a favor!"

"But if anyone doesn't stop, this devil will not let you go!"

The resolute reactionary before has now completely become Fang Fan's number one lobbyist!

This wave is very comfortable.

"Grass! What's the situation! Didn't he just order us to escape with him! Why is it going to stop now?"

"Can you rely on it!"

"What kind of thing... just this... can you become the devil of the Motian Pavilion?"

"One general is incompetent, and the three armies are exhausted!"

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