The Golden Crow Half Saint looked at the scene in the Holy Tower and suddenly spoke.
A figure slowly walked up behind him, and it was the Burial Semi-Saint of Luoxue League.
Instead of returning to her inner place, she chose to watch the battle in the inner place of Jinwu Half Saint.
"The means of acting are somewhat similar, and to achieve your goal, you will do whatever you want."
The half-saint of Burial Snow said lightly.
"He awakened the sword magic power, and killed dozens of foreign tribes of the same level with one sword.
These foreign tribes are not weak in their methods. If such talents are born among those strong tribes, they will be like dragon saints in the future."
The Golden Crow Half Saint whispered to himself.
Zhan Xue Bansheng glanced at him: "What do you want to say?"
"It is enough for the human race to have one Fang Lie. If one more person is added, it will not do us any good."
Golden Crow Half Holy Road.
Zhan Xue Ban Sheng pondered for a moment and said lightly:
"What are you going to do? We can't control the battle situation in the Santa Tower."
"It would be fine if he died in the holy tower. If he came out alive, you and I would join forces to keep him."
The Golden Crow Half Saint said in a deep voice.
"Then you have to attack the half-saint of Burial Spirit. Behind her are the saints of all Taoisms.
This person...whether he is supernatural or his background, he is afraid that it is even more difficult to deal with than Fang Lie.
The Saint Luo Xue may not agree with me doing this.”
Burial Xue Bansaint frowned.
"Fang Cangyue died at your hands, and Fang Lie refused to save you when he saw you dead.
You and the Fang clan are already in power, and as for the Saint Luo Xue, you will not blame you.
After all, you and I have the chance to become saints."
Golden Crow Half Holy Road.
"Let's take a look at it then."
The Bansaint of Zangxue did not agree or refuse.
When Jinwu Bansheng heard this, he smiled in his eyes and nodded slightly, nodding his advice.
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The Vajra woman was finally besieged to death, and someone immediately began to settle Fang Chen's back account just now.
"You kid, you just took advantage of the troubled waters, aren't you comfortable? If you want to preserve your strength, you will take action when we run out of strength?"
A magical person sneered at Fang Chen repeatedly.
The other four also tacitly surrounded Fang Chen, one of them said:
"Kill him, and the four of us will be killed and fight each other, and finally decide the winner."
“So very good.”
"That's what it's decided."
The next moment, five supernatural powers all took action against Fang Chen. In their opinion, even the Vajra women could not withstand this kind of siege. How long can this shameless man who was catching up with troubled waters in front of him last?
It's just a few tricks...
After three or five moves, five magical powers were defeated one after another.
At this point, there was only one person below in the death zone.
The huge death battle card as big as a mountain bag suddenly turned into a ray of golden light and shot towards Fang Chen.
Fang Chen didn't move at all, watching it quietly.
I saw this golden light surrounding Fang Chen and finally turned into a faint aperture standing behind Fang Chen.
"The Battle of the Holy Tower is indeed not that simple. This is a kind of constraint and weakness for those with extraordinary strength."
Fang Chen frowned slightly.
This aperture should mean that he lives to the end in a death battle.
If it is two games, there may be two apertures.
With its existence, no matter who we meet later, we will know that he has survived the death battle until the end and will never dare to underestimate him again.
This also made Fang Chen lose the way to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.
But at the same time, it can save Fang Chen a lot of time. Some people with poor strength will inevitably choose to escape when they see him and will not force them to take action.
But they can also choose... to join forces to siege.
"No wonder it's difficult to place the top 100,000. Anyone with this talent may die in the siege.
This is one of the links in the selection of talents by Qingming Supreme Alliance.
Their requirements for talents are higher than they thought.”
Fang Chen glanced at the portals of the interior spots that were looming in the void, and his figure suddenly turned into a stream of light and galloped towards the distance.
At the same time, other holy tower areas are also breaking out in one death battle after another.
People are constantly eliminating.
It can be said that at least 70 to 80% of the participants died just a few days after the Battle of the Holy Tower.
The biggest reason is that there are too many people participating in the battle, and such elimination is inevitable.
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"Fang Han, your Fang clan will definitely die this time. Don't run away, just go to death with dignity, haha!"
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"Wang Chongsong, I didn't expect that we would meet so soon. You were not very arrogant in Longsheng City before, but now you are still crazy!"
"Xian Xin, you bastard!"
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"Fang Qianxue, today you and I will definitely fight to the death."
"Everyone is afraid of you little golden crow. Do you think I am afraid too? If you want to fight, just hit me. Where does so much nonsense come from?"
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"Listen to everyone, kill all the foundation building of this group of square clans, so don't leave any living!"
"Everyone, fight with these little bastards from the Jinyang League!"
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The disputes that the human race in the holy tower are just the most common phenomenon in this holy tower battle.
Similar phenomena are everywhere among foreign tribes, so they have not attracted much attention.
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"It's been half a year..."
Fang Chen was walking on the mountain road, and there seemed to be a temple that appeared and appeared not far ahead.
Behind him were three faint golden halos.
In just half a year, he experienced three death battles.
Except for the first game, the remaining two games were unlucky. When I happened to pass by, I was locked in the death battle zone by the death battle card.
There are countless foreign tribes who died at his hands, and they still haven't met the magical powers of the same human race.
After experiencing these death battles, he has seen many magical powers mastered by foreign tribes.
Except for a few instances, our supernatural powers look different, but in fact they are also different paths.
After a while, Fang Chen came to the temple, but he did not go in, but merged into the shadow and observed silently.
"It's so good to kill this time. There are not a hundred human supernatural powers who die at our hands, and there are eighty, right?"
"Absolutely, we have cut off the genius lifeline of the human race for the Yan clan. If they don't die here, they will have a chance to break the limit in the future."
A group of people with magical powers of the Fire Clan came slowly, with eight people in total, each of which was at the peak of the Six-Turn, with a strong foundation. Fang Chen vaguely felt that their strength was infinitely close to "Xie Aman".
Through their conversations, we can see that this group of Yan tribes killed many human supernatural powers.
"There is a temple here. Go in and see, maybe there is something magical."
Seeing the temple in front of you, a master of the Yan clan's supernatural powers suggested.
"I'm afraid there is something dangerous."
The other members of the Fire Clan's magical powers shook their heads:
"Don't stay here for a long time. Although the eight of us join forces, we are not afraid of anyone, but we must be careful of being ambushed or forced to enter the death zone."
"Maybe there are treasures left by the Dragon Saint in this temple?"
"Then let's take a look."
The group of flames looked at each other and walked towards the temple.
Just halfway through, the eight people took action in a tacit understanding and launched the strongest attack on the temple.
The next moment, a huge tongue shot out from the temple and attacked the eight flame tribes.
"Haha! I know it's the magical power of the Agarwood Alliance. This is the magical power of the Five Insect Temple. Today you are going to die at the hands of our brothers!"
Seeing this, a member of the Yan tribe was not surprised but happy, and laughed wildly.