Weng You's means in the outside world are just instantaneously.
The magical powers of all ethnic groups vaguely discovered that Fang Chen's face showed a blank color.
The people of the human race secretly said in secret.
Just when they thought that Fang Chen would be as self -proclaimed as the two in front, but found that Fang Chen's expression gradually calmed down.
Then.
They saw Weng You's face showing a panic.
This one seemed to see something of great horror, with twisted face, trembling, cold sweats constantly.
"Weng You!"
Seeing this, several southern gods who helped him protect the Fa saw this, and when he immediately changed his face and made a loud drink.
Perhaps it was because of this stubborn drink, or maybe other reasons.
I saw Weng You Ning practiced a fairy and Yuanli Blade, and directly stuck his head.
Puff- ——-
Three heads fell on the ground and rolled out.
The scene was silent.
Dai Congyun looked at Fang Chen in a doubt, and looked at Weng You's body, and his eyes gradually dignified.
"No ..."
After a few interests, the nearby magicians have returned to God, with different expressions, but one thing is the same. They all glanced at Fang Chen with vague eyes.
This glance is full of suspicion and jealous.
Although they did not see any clue, Weng You became this look. Obviously, when the other party started, it was wrong, and he was controlled by himself.
"Brother Fang, can your magical power fight the pupils of the Southern God?"
Dai Congyun looked complicated to Fang Chen.
I thought that the battle of the Saint Tower would be completely disrupted by Weng You. I did not expect that the other party had died in the hands of the ‘weak” supernatural in his own mouth.
The change of the matter is beyond his expectation.
"I don't know what happened just now."
Fang Chen shook his head gently.
"It's really you?"
Those who have magical powers are suspicious.
Fang Chen still shook his head gently, without saying a word.
Everyone was doubtful in their hearts, but they didn't care too much at the moment. Since Weng You had died, the rest of the people had to follow the previous ranking.
"How many of you, Weng You is dead, don't you go?"
Someone scolded the Southern God's magical powers.
These southern gods are unwilling to show their face, look at each other, and then make a cold hum, pinching their identity cards directly and defeat.
As soon as they left, the rest were willing to leave, and there was no accident.
In the end, there were only Fang Chen and Dai Congyun.
At that time, the invisible interior scenes of the God Realm nation were pointed at this room.
There are priests, different snakes, and southern gods ... have King Kong, there are Yan, and there are people.
Fang Chen and Dai Congyun both found that in the void, densely the portal of the interior field is the virtual shadow.
"They are all watching us."
Dai Congyun was somewhat emotion: "There are my clan, as well as your family, my clan saints, and your clan saints, the top twelve tribe, and the top 100 strong people.
I am watching this battle between you and me. "
Suddenly,
"I'm not your opponent, but I still want to try it, see if I am in your hands, I can support a few tricks."
"Then try."
Fang Chen laughed lightly.
Nympho
Nympho
Above the void building, the most elite saints in the gods are watching the situation in the Saint Tower.
When Weng You was self -proclaimed, the atmosphere here became a bit weird.
I couldn't help but glance at the saints of the Southern Gods.
The Saints of the Protoss will not let go of such a good teasing opportunity, he laughed lightly:
"It seems that your Southern God clan is difficult this time, it is difficult to get the first."
"hehe."
The saint saints sneered, "Our Southern God can't get it, your Protoss has a chance to get it?"
Speaking, he stunned on Fang Chen fiercely, and then looked at Fang Lie coldly:
"What are the supernatural powers of your younger generations of awakening?"
He wanted to know what kind of magical powers the other party held, so that even the pupils of the southern god could be easily broken.
Weng You's death, to be honest, not in his calculation.
From the beginning, he knew that the battle of the Saint Tower must be the first to get Weng You.
Because of Dai Congyun's means, we couldn't defeat Weng You, who awakened the pupils of Nan Shen.
However, they did not expect that it was not Dai Congyun who killed Weng You, but a weak ethnic magic.
"It's not very clear to below. When this battle is over, ask the next question."
Fang Lie laughed and arch hands.
The saints of the Southern God did not say anything, but the complexion became more and more gloomy.
Nympho
Nympho
Dai Congyun was moving. He first glanced at the enthusiasm of the sky, and then exhibited the strongest means of life.
The horrible fairy Yuan, almost filled with the entire ruins, Dai Congyun is no longer a simple six -turn at this moment. His cultivation seems to cross the bottleneck and go straight into the seven -turning situation.
Just when everyone thought that Dai Congyun had to work, they found that Fang Chen had appeared behind Dai Congyun's body, and Xian Yuan condensed the sharp blade, raised on Dai Congyun's neck.
A trace of blood beads exuded from the sharp blade mouth.
Dai Congyun sighed lightly, and pressed the Xianyuan, which was rioted in the body:
"I lost, congratulations."
"Brother Dai, please."
Fang Chen laughed.
Dai Congyun nodded gently, and immediately admitted the defeat and left.
At this point, Fang Chen easily won the first name of Long Shengcheng's six -turn.
"The gap between the human race and these strong people has no exaggeration in imagination.
But I only belong to the example. The real situation is that the elevation of the fairy Yuan of Dai Congyun far surpasses too many step people.
It is difficult for me to copy such a case, so the only way to become stronger in the human race is that there are more saints and increase the bones.
In this way, one day it will reach the realm of the Supreme Bone. "
Nympho
Nympho
For a moment, several areas of Gods were dead in several areas.
Inside the scene.
A half sanctuary from different ethnic groups, the saints, all fell into silence after seeing Fang Chen achieved the final victory.
"People ..."
"It's a bit interesting."
"Or can be drawn one or two."
Although the twelve strong ethnic groups and even the top 100 strong people have no intention of winning the human race, some ethnic groups that are far stronger than those who are stronger than those of the Yan tribe have a message to deal with the human race.
These saints immediately started to locate the interior scenes of the saints of the people.
Unfortunately, the saints of the people are on Longsheng, and they will not find it at all.
Golden Wu Ban Sheng inner scene.
"He, you can't move anymore."
Burning snow half sacred noodles without expression:
"You move him, it will attract the suppression of the saints of all parties."
"I know."
Jin Wu Ban Sheng sighed lightly. The various calculations in his heart were now sealed by him.
Above the void building.
Long Sheng glanced at Fang Lie and others, and laughed:
"The saints of the human race, congratulations, such a young ethnic group, some people can win the first in the battle of the Saint Tower, indicating that your potential is not low."
The saints of the human race are humble.
Seeing this, Long Sheng smiled, grabbed his big hand, and Fang Chen, who was still in the Saint Tower, was caught in front of him.