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Dongguo sage directly disdains the way, oneself cannot do, still do not allow others to create a miracle?

If you don't know how to speak, just shut up. What's the meaning of the nonsense?

Feel comfortable like this? You think it's cool? Still feel to say these words to feel inexplicably refreshing?

It's ridiculous! Despicable!

In any case, it's the gods of the dark camp who are fighting against their practitioners in the temple of the alliance of light. If they don't support them, they can't be killed?

Dongguo sage walked quietly to one side for a few steps. He didn't know why. Looking at the Dongguo sage like this, he felt a sense of nausea.

In front of the battlefield, facing Fang fan without panic, a trace of God of plague zagus became more and more irritable.

This is obviously a dark god whose mental state is not very good, or in other words, the psychology has been distorted and abnormal

Just want to see others in front of him completely surrender, so that he will feel comfortable!

Once subjected to the pressure of others, he will feel particularly angry, and even, murderous.

It has to be said that such a gesture is hardly too real.

This guy probably suffers too much pressure in his daily life. He doesn't mix well in the above circle, so he wants to find a sense of existence here.

But who knows Fang fan doesn't kill him at all

This deeply stimulated his self-esteem.

"Roar!"

"The little boy of the light camp!"

"Today I tell you what cruelty is!"

Boom

The God of pestilence suddenly broke out, and then thunderbolts broke out in the clear sky. Then, countless dark green gases gradually gathered

The dark green gas gradually overflowed, and the surrounding trees were instantly swallowed up and directly decomposed

These dark green gases seem to possess a frightening poison gas that is hard to be confident

"The plague is coming!"

Whoosh, whoosh

In the roar of the God of pestilence, those dark green poisonous gases suddenly gathered together and formed a poisonous gas mass

There is a frightening power in it.

"This This momentum This power At least At least it has the attack power above the Seven Star Holy Land... "

"No This kind of attack power has reached the eight star Holy Land Soon It's about to break through to the nine star holy region level Holy Land... "

"So terrible It's just that the God of pestilence can make such a big move with a little divinity. The power of the real God is indeed infinite... "

"Ha ha, I'm afraid that the God of pestilence can only be resisted by such a powerful existence under the Pope's crown, but there is no superior one in the nine star holy region..."

"If that's the case, all hope will be completely ended?"

"It's a pity It's a pity, but now that it's over, there's nothing we can do about it... "

"I'm afraid that Fang fan's prophecy of butcher God will never come true."

"I'm sorry, but the current situation is beyond our control..."

Looking at the current situation, no one will think that Fang fan can survive such a terrorist attack.

This is the power to approach the Holy One

Even the eight star holy land is too strong to bear!

At the moment, Fang fan is not even a holy land, but a high-level quasi holy land. The gap between them is not too big

It can even be said that this is the gap!

Fang fan's eyes swept around, and the corners of his mouth rose in silence