But among so many people present, apart from Fang Fan's peculiar ability, the others... don't seem to believe it at all...

This simply does not exist on one level.

"Brother Fang Fan, you called it out, right?"

Zuo Qiuyao asked tentatively.

Fang Fan shrugged and didn't reply specifically, but everyone knew everything.

"The kind that can be summoned anytime, anywhere?"

"Brother Fang Fan, you still said that you are not a descendant of the true god..."

"The demigods are all around you..."

Zuo Qiu Yao took a breath, then couldn't help but sigh.

What does this represent?

If you say that, is it too much involved...

The scope of this involvement is indeed a bit broad...

"Everyone, don't pay attention to these..."

"Um……"

"Be prepared for the battle..."

"Even if there is a demigod, there are still more than a thousand enemies..."

"The scale is there. If you can't grasp it a little bit, you may be rushed by the enemy..."

"Control the sense of rhythm, don't waver..."

"Stay steady, be steady!"

Fang Fan licked his lips, thinking to himself, the luminous glow in his eyes burst out in an all-round way, all kinds of thoughts exploded to the extreme!

The rest of the people also withdrew those messy thoughts one after another, and began to unite the front, the calmness on their faces increased, and they did not dare to be careless!

After all, the more than a thousand people in front of us are all elite teachers of the Protoss...

There are even more than one hundred masters of the Holy Venerable Realm.

How to say it, there is quite a different feeling.

There is always a gap between them.

When fighting against ordinary protoss cultivators, the existence of ordinary sanctuary realm like Zuo Qiuyao, ghost evil spirit, can still stabilize the audience, but now... it seems a little powerless.

The gap is there, but it can't be expressed casually in a few words.

In all aspects, it is always necessary to stabilize, not to be too volatile...

It's true to keep the overall situation...

The others are nothing, they're all bullshit, nothing...

According to the Protoss, the third-class **** general of the single holy state, Brewer, just stepped forward, and his face couldn't help showing a numb look...

"Half...Half God?" (Protoss language)

"This... how is this possible!"

"No...impossible! It is absolutely impossible!"

"How can a demigod appear here!"

"what!"

"Ahhhhhhh!"

"Where did it come out..."

"There is a demigod protecting this cannon, how should we destroy it?"

"Difficult... Is it all a conspiracy?"

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"How can this be..."

"Conspiracy... all this is conspiracy!"

"Yes! That must be the case! The **** thing is that I didn't detect it at all..."

"How stupid I am!"

"What should I do now? What should I do?"

"I have more than a thousand troops under my command..."

"If you can't grasp it right now, the whole army will be wiped out..."

"Gudong..."

The third-class **** of the Protoss Absolute Sovereign Realm Brewer was crying and his body was shaking unnaturally. At this moment, there was a burst of despair in his heart.

At the moment, he didn't know what to say, as if he could only watch all this numbly...

Deep in my heart, the feeling of resentment and powerlessness are intertwined, and there is nothing I can do...

If you can't control it, you can only follow the cold...

"Exit now?"

"The whole army retreats?"

"call……"

"Can you still have time?"

"This road was blocked from the beginning..."

"Since the troops are divided, I can't go back..."

"Going back is a dead end!"

"Going back is dead, not going back is also dead..."

"Hahaha!"

"Instead of that, it's better to make my death meaningful..."

The Protoss Jedi Quiet Sovereign Realm third-class **** gritted his teeth, the indignation in his heart accumulated to the extreme, and the endless pressure swept across his body, and the whole person was in a state of full explosion!

It should come, it will always come!

Let's have a complete assault!

war! war! war! Invincible!

"The whole army listens to the order!"

"We can't go back!"

"We must die!"

Brewer said in a particularly bleak tone, and in his words, he has expressed the ultimate loss...

But at this moment, you can only tell the truth...

End...end...

When Brewer finished speaking these words, the audience couldn't help but throbbed, and the emotions of the cultivation of the Protoss became agitated...

"Don't worry about it..."

"Listen to our military order..."

"Since it is already a dead end, why not do something for our Protoss..."

"Rush over! Blast the giant cannon! Blast the giant cannon at all costs!"

"Even... even if it blew up..."

"Chong! Chong! Don't have any worries!"

"My warrior of the Protoss, there is no scumbag!"

"rush!"

...

When the roar came, Brewer would take the lead in launching a charge and directly battle with the quasi-demi-god feeling golden-armored puppet.

The whole game was immediately overwhelmed...

No matter how strong the golden puppet is, he cannot control the overall situation. This is inevitable...

So at this moment, there were still thousands of cultivators from the Protoss race towards Fang Fan and the God Extinguishing Cannon's position.

Once let them jump over, this group of people will probably not last long...

It can only be said that the more than one hundred elite Protoss of the Holy Venerable Realm is indeed a bit too difficult to withstand, can't stand it... can't stand it at all!

Bai Piao gritted his teeth. Although he kept cursing, he never left Fang Fan's one-meter range...

When the real danger comes, he will pounce on it as a shield.

Noisy and noisy in weekdays, but when it comes to the key sentence, everyone still has to pull into a rope.

The friendship accumulated between each other is not simple to express in a few words.

"Blood Sea Card..."

Fang Fan muttered to himself, and took out another card from the storage ring...

This is a card obtained before the battle, Fang Fan has been nesting in his hand, preparing to use it when there is a crisis.

"Holy Sovereign Blood Sea Card: After opening it, a sea of ​​blood can be created. In the sea of ​​blood, the combat power of the designated enemy creature is reduced by one level for ten minutes!"

...

The introduction is very clear, basically it reduces the enemy's combat power...

The low-level sages are reduced to the eight-star peak sanctuary, the middle-level sacreds are reduced to the low-levels...

In this way, it will be much easier to fight...

Among the more than one hundred cultivators of the gods of the holy state, most of them are low-rank holy ones...

When they all turned into the Eight-Star Peak Sanctuary Realm, it was equivalent to losing their threat to some extent.

The audience has already followed and controlled it!

As for the others, there is no need to care!

Full focus on combat power!

A sea of ​​blood and a mountain of corpses unfolded...

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