Ren Tian stopped in stunned silence.

Green River Divine Lord's facial features twitched.

The gray-eyed god rubbed his eyes hard, and those who didn't know thought he was going to crush his eyeballs.

The figure that they had recognized as a parallel-imported true god not long ago, now wielded a sword, looked like an ancestral god!

If this is parallel import, then wouldn’t I be dung?

God Ren Tian, ​​Lord Green River and God Gray Eyes turned back in a daze.

"Brother God of Creation?" God Renzhen asked tentatively.

"Brother Rentian."

Zhao Fan put the Wufeng Heavy Ruler Sword on his shoulder and said casually: "Let's go, we are still a long way from the gray withered forest, so hurry up before the real immortals in the first restricted area notice it.

.”

"Uh, okay."

Green River Divine Lord hesitated for a moment and hesitated to speak. He really wanted to ask the other party why he was so powerful. He could kill sixty-level True Levels in an instant, and even killed a group of True Level mid-levels like chopping melons and vegetables. But when he thought of his previous attitude, he hesitated for a moment.

, so there is no need to be so shameless.

The True God with Gray Eyes was excited in his heart, and said secretly: "He is a twenty-level parallel importer with such powerful combat power. He definitely has a divine weapon that defies the heavens. When it reaches our camp in the third restricted area, we must grab it!"

Zhao Fan saw through the mind of True God Gray Eyes at a glance and smiled at the latter.

The gray-eyed god looked at this smile, his scalp was numb for no reason, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Just the next moment.

The sight of the gray-eyed True God was covered by a wide shadow!

"Have you made the plan? Then I'll send you on your way!"

In his ears, the words of the parallel god came into his ears.

The True God with Gray Eyes seemed to have realized something, and he roared in horror: "How dare you!"

This was the last sound in his life.

After a while, the Gray-Tong True God turned into a puddle of flesh.

God Ren Tian and God Lord Green River felt as if there was cold air going straight through the soles of their feet. They watched helplessly as the True God of Creation directly took the edgeless heavy ruler knife and smashed the True God of Gray Eyes into paste like swatting a fly.

Simple and crude!

Zhao Fan put the sword on his shoulder again and said with a smile: "Brother Rentian, Lord Green River, I have endured this guy all the way. I didn't intend to care about it, but he was thinking about how to plot against me, and I couldn't help it."

"I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it." God Lord Green River said awkwardly: "Just call me Green River."

"Hmm...right." God Renzhen nodded at the side, then shook his head and said: "However, the True God Gray Eyes is the direct grandson of the Ancestral God Shui. When he gets out, he should be able to deduce that you were the one who killed him.

Brother Creation God...Oh, you are a little impulsive."

Zhao Fan nodded and said, "Thanks for the reminder."

It has to be said that God Renzhen's attitude towards him has been very friendly from the beginning to now, so Zhao Fan also has a good impression of him. As for God Lord Green River, he doesn't have any outrageous words. It's just self-esteem. Besides,

, when deciding whether to come in or hide in the space treasure, the attitude of the Green River God changed a lot.

The three of them set off together and headed to the gray dry forest.

After arriving, God Ren Tian regretted it.

In this dry forest, there is indeed a camp in the third restricted area, but only about three thousand were massacred by the true-level powerhouses from the sixth and seventh restricted areas in such a short time on their way here.

At this moment, there are very few people left standing.

It's more than that.

The true level experts sent by the two camps to the gray withered forest did not lose much in number even after a battle. There were still 5,000. Only a thousand were lost due to the crazy counterattack during the massacre.

Among those more than 5,000 true -level strong men, Nine Chengdu is above the seventy level of the true level. To this stop, even if there is no action, it is scared to be soft and soft.

Only Zhao Fan, standing calmly outside the dead forest.

"Create God, you can escape, don't care about us."

Seeing that Zhao Fan seemed to see Zhao Fan, he seemed to be standing in place, and reminded him with hope.

The Green River God did not say a word, knowing that his life has entered the countdown. In his heart, the creation of the truth next to him, the combat power is indeed against the sky, but the level of life is too low.

The strong person may be like yourself, and he can't escape.

"Yo? Also here to die?"

In the gray dead forest, the leader of the seventh restricted area camp, that is, the leader of the leader, said with a smile: "The breath fluctuates on the body is the power of the third restricted area."

The leader of the sixth restricted area also laughed loudly: "Hahaha, maybe they feel that they can fight for five thousand people with three low -level ones!"

The next moment.

Under the sign of the two leaders, nearly a thousand real -level strong men came out of the gray dead forest and leaked the three real -level low -order widths.

Rentian's true god feels that his breathing is almost stagnant. He simply heartbroken, anyway, he is dead. Before dying, it is not as good as painful, and he yelled: "I heard that the sixth restricted area and the seventh forbidden area worn the same pants in the seventh forbidden area.

Today, it is considered a long -term insight. Only waste dogs will join forces! "

The look of the two leaders became ugly.

"Fang Tian's leader, the real bird leader, and the miscellaneous crushing, before dying, I wanted to disgust us, and the small one broke his mouth!"

A figure wearing a blue robe came out of the crowd.

Fang Tianfang nodded slightly, "Crush his mouth, and his hands and feet, then abolish the repair, and then hang it on the tallest tree in the dead forest."

"yes!"

The true -level strong man smiled and walked towards the true god of Ren Tian.

"The waste dog is a waste dog, and the low -level one must send eighty -nine levels!" Ren Tianzhen has already opened it, and he continues to scold.

"Shut your mouth!"

At the same time as the true -level strong man said, he was like a lit to the former, and the nails were like eagle claws, and the cold mang was sparkling.

When the nails are about to pinch the face of Ren Tianzhen, there seems to be a light in the sight of many real strong men, and they can't see it at all, and then they hear a heartbreaking misery.

Call!

Ren Tianzhen, standing on the ground well.

The real -level strong who was aggressive to abuse the vegetables, but lay straight on the ground, and the life of life was no longer left.

"Who called it?"

"I don't know!"

"Why did he lie on the ground?"

"Ah! Broken ... broken!"
Chapter completed!