"Creator Master ..."

In the voices of Ren Tianzhen, only three of them could hear, said weakly: "Let them withdraw ..."

"Yeah, people ... a little too much." Lvhe Shenjun said, and the scenery recently came up, and he said embarrassingly: "Isn't it tired to kill?"

"No way, start giving them a chance, no cherish."

Zhao Fan spread his hands, as if he had suffered a great grievance.

"Well."

Rentian's true god and Luhe Shenjun are speechless.

And at this moment.

Fang Tianyong asked his scalp and asked: "What do you want? I really think that with the power of ourselves, we can leave all the high -level high -levels of our 5,000 real levels?"

"Yeah, don't be too arrogant!"

"What are the means of care?"

"If we were not in a hurry to fight for a chance, we will definitely consume you!"

Many real strong men are angry.

"Don't believe it?"

Zhao Fan raised his eyebrows, shaking the light -wing knife in his hand, and said with a smile: "One thousand, one more or one less or less, I lose."

The words fall.

The knife in his hand was swinging a circle of ripples.

With yourself as the center, I ignored the true god of Ren Tian and the Green River God, and spread towards all directions.

Whenever the real strong strong who is rippled by the knife, regardless of whether the level of life is seventy or ninety -level upward, the body will break like a hair.

I can't breathe.

The upper body of the whole thousand real -level strong strong on the ground, while the legs kept the standing posture.

The vitality, the trace of being destroyed, they don't even know how to die!

"ah!"

"One hundred, two hundred ... nine hundred, one thousand, really one thousand!"

"Such a short time, shook the knife, just ... we fell so many friends!"

"This is a murderous body!"

"We are in front of him, like grass mustard!"

Many real strong men collapsed and completely collapsed!

Fang Tian's eyes stared at the dead fish, looking at the corpse on the ground, his teeth could not tremble by himself. Everyone was a real level.

His instincts drove himself to the extreme, and no longer ignored the lives of the strong men, and turned into a luminous light, rushing to the position where the leader of the seventh restricted area was located.

"Are you stupid again?"

Zhao Fanzheng moved his arm and threw the light wing knife in his hand.

Suddenly.

The knife penetrated Fang Tian's body, and even the things that were protecting their lives were broken, and he nailed him to the ground!

"Ah!"

Fang Tian's unable to struggle and roared, but it was nothing to help.

The remaining more than 4,000 real -level strong men suddenly woke up, kneeling to the ground desperately, and the sound of begging for mercy, endlessly, endlessly.

"Okay, don't bother me, roll!"

Zhao Fan waved his hand. Even if it was not the current life of the mixed Yuanji, his temperament was not addicted to killing. The lesson has learned.

The master of this, who is me!

Many real strong men are like a pardon, and they get up and escape!

If there is a cause, there is fruit.

No real -level strong man, thinking about asking Fang Tian's leader.

"Create God, you ... you are too cruel!"

Rentian's true god climbed up, excitedly.

The eyes of the Green River God looked at Zhao Fan, full of worship and awe, without any impurities.

Zhao Fan nodded and smiled. His expression was no different from before, but he could fall in the eyes of the two. It seemed unpredictable.

"come over."

Zhao Fan challenged his fingers.

The light -wing knife stunned Fang Tian, ​​floating in front of him.

Leader Fang Tian was aggrieved.

"Look at your expression, isn't it convinced?" Zhao Fan asked with a smile.

"Serious!"

Fang Tian just turned into a small sheep.

"That's good."

Zhao Fan yawned and said, "You are the leaders of the seventh restricted area." At the same time, he glanced at the corpse of Zhenbi, and then said, "In the big tomb, you have already got some opportunities?

On your hand, I will spare you for your life. "

Leader Fang Tian cried and lost his face: "No, there is no chance, including our seventh restricted area and the main force of the sixth restricted area. As of now, nothing has been found."

"oh?"

Zhao Fan saw that the former had no half -sentence false words, and he fell into thought.

Zhao Fan didn't speak, and Fang Tian didn't even dare to breathe.

"Damn, let you join forces with the true god of the penalty area with the sixth restricted area!" Ren Tianzhen came with a Taishan top, jumping above the heavenly collar, and jumping on the fat body.

"hiss……"

Fang Tiantong's pain and anger dare not speak. For usual, a low -level true god, even if the extreme prestige is tickled for him, but now he was hit by the light wing knife.

Extremely weak.

Lvhe Shenjun glanced at Fang Tian's leader coldly, and did not hit the water dog. After all, he was Tianjiao, who had the veins, and disdain it.

And Zhao Fan didn't care about the actions of the innocent God, he was already frowning.

There is a lot of time to enter the tomb of 100,000 ancestors. However, the sixth restricted area and the seventh forbidden area, whether it is the leader or the army led by the leader, has not been found by a chance?

It can be seen that other restricted areas are almost the same!

Unless these two major restricted areas are extremely unlucky.

But looking at the whole tomb, a large number of real creatures fell every moment, at least tens of thousands of deaths!

Zhao Fan raised his head thoughtfully, and looked at the sky again, and he didn't see anything.

"Brother Create, what's wrong?"

Ren Tianzhen was leaked enough, and jumped off from the body of Fang Tian, ​​and looked at Zhao Fan in doubt.

"fine."

Zhao Fan stood up and sighed slightly, saying, "You can clean up the battlefield, the treasure resources of those real -level strong people, just keep it yourself."

"Ah? Don't you?"

Ren Tianzhen and the Green River God are dumbfounded.

"Don't look."

Zhao Fan shook his head.

Ren Tianzhen and the Green River God did not say anything. The horror combat power of the former and the treasure resources of the true god level cannot really enter the eyes.

At the fastest speed, the two of them searched for the space treasures of more than a thousand real -level strong men, and then picked up Fang Tian, ​​and came to Zhao Fan.

Ren Tianzhen couldn't hold his mouth with a smile, "Create the goddess, the goal of the next step is?"

"You set it, I don't care."

Zhao Fan shrugged, not that he had no idea about the opportunity of the tomb, but it was faintly felt that this was a conspiracy.

"Then ... how do you get a lot of people?" How about it? "Ren Tianzhen's eyes were eager to invest in the endless crushing mountains.

Zhao Fan said: "Follow you."

Nympho

At this time.

Over the sky.

The pupils of those eyes locked the figure of the gray dead forest standing, "Interesting, a real low -level, crushing the top real level with the invincible posture." Then, his eyes looked at the audience
Chapter completed!