Plundering the Heavens

In the case of Fang Xing, the palm of the Qing dynasty, the singer of the singer, the singer of the singer, the singer of the singer, has no intention of fighting again!

In fact, when Yu Yu was beheaded in front of him, he was already afraid of it. Before that, Xianjun’s heavy frost was killed by the palm of his hand. It wiped out the only remaining war in his heart...

When the party chased the scent of Xianjun, he found that the power of the scattered celestial beings suddenly weakened and he also fled the heart. He wanted to take this opportunity to escape a path in this group of scattered immortals. But soon he noticed the end of Xianjun heavy frost, a cold heart, hard to live without dare to kill, but forced to helplessly set up a big knife, reluctantly in the scattered fairy to kill self-protection only!

At this time, the eyes of the eyes were indifferent and looked at him. Guan Feixing was in a glimpse of his heart, and his hair was erected, like a mortal stared by a beast, but this kind of vigilance was only a moment, he was heavy. Suddenly sighed, suddenly put away the big knife, a fairy swaying, the surrounding scattered immortal all forced back a hundred feet, and before these people rushed up again, he directly rectified the clothes, do not speak, just Just giving a tribute to the side, slowly rising straight up...

"Okay, no more killing!"

Seeing those crazy scented besides, I will rush to hack the Guanfei Xingqi knife, and I will say something.

"Ok?"

The group of scattered immortals heard this sentence, panting and stopped, looking around the four sides, gradually revealing joy.

It was not until this time that they realized that the upper celestial beings were dead, dead, dead, and confessed, but they were still alive, that is, the war that was supposed to die, actually Lived down...

"Long live the great man..."

After a mountain of tsunami-like joy, a half buddy who cheered on the hills to kill the celestial celestial beings for a long time, the first one responded, suddenly shouted and bowed down to the emperor. It was only then that the other scented singers who had survived had reacted, followed by the worship of the square, and the air immediately pressed a large piece of ......

"Long live the great man..."

“Thank you for the grace of the Emperor’s refuge...”

The snoring of all kinds of grateful Dade rang, one by one, and the sky was rolling.

"You are standing there, don't move!"

Fang Xing took a finger and took a look at Qing Xing's seat, Guan Feixing, only to scare him gently, then he lowered his head deeply.

At this time, Fang Xun slowly swept through the group of squatting in the air, and kept greet the scent of those who were grateful to Dade. The eyes couldn’t help but become a little dignified. When they first entered this floating day, they could not have any Ten thousand scattered immortals, and now, although they have sheltered a large number of people in the middle, they have also prevented endless killings, but they still have not succeeded in letting them survive, killing each other, and killing the gods. In the process, it was generally killed by cutting Chinese cabbage.

When he looked at it, he had a general number in his heart. When he survived, there were only three hundred people...

Ten thousand scattered fairy, only survived more than three hundred people, this is a terrible number?

Of course, the higher the ratio, the more valuable these people have survived!

Especially at the end of the day, the more fierce and powerful the rest of the people will be, the three will be chosen from them to become immortals, but in fact, the three are not necessarily the most top of these people, because The ultimate victory requires too much luck. Perhaps the ultimate winner and the loser are just a distance that is not enough. If you want to say the strongest, then the last three hundred remaining. The scattered fairy, is already the most top-notch group of 100,000 scattered fairy, the top of the top...

They are even people who have killed the immortals...

All kinds of thoughts were intertwined in the heart of the square. In the end, looking at the countless awe-inspiring eyes, he suddenly moved in his heart.

“Do I also recruit a group of my own team?”

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Of course, a successful thief leader can't always be alone. Uncles have long said that a one-legged thief can't be a climate. The really powerful robbers are thousands of people roaring under their hands. The officers and men are confronted with or even rebelled, and Fang Xing has been firmly on the road of robbers. Before that, he was only alone, and wherever he was, wherever he was, even if he had set up a party before, he eventually stayed in Tianyuan. Did not bring, at this time to the Great Immortal, there is still no subordinates...

But now, as he cultivates more and more, he knows that it is time to have his own people!

In this great fairyland, the mountains are deep and deep, and his own activities have been somewhat inconvenient, and many things are not very happy!

At this moment, I saw more than 300 people who lived in the 100,000 scattered immortals. They said that they are love talents, and they are always on the rise. It’s just a matter of course. It’s a matter of course, it’s the heart of the disciples. It always touches his heart. A certain string, with this meaning!

I have to say that these three hundred people are really good seedlings...

After all, it was killed by 100,000 scattered immortals. Is it afraid that the king of the king will not use these cruel means to select the soldiers?

In the past, when Tianyuan, the avenues chose the strongest disciples as the warfare, and there was absolutely no such thing as 100,000 and 300.

Regardless of the heart or the qualifications, these three hundred people are absolutely top-notch...

Of course, what's more important is that this group of people has already received their own favors, and there is awe of gratitude in the heart. The foundation is very good, and now they are still in front of them, still an unknown road, and they are themselves. Then you can decide their fate. From a professional point of view, if the party really wants to accept the gangsters, this is really a golden opportunity!

Think again, it’s not difficult for the gods to be the other side of the present, if these three hundred people have become floating scent...

As soon as I thought of the chaos that might appear, I couldn’t help but see my eyes bright!

Thinking like this, Fang Fang’s mouth showed a smile, and his heart was only slightly sinking, and he took a breath. The whole person became quiet and gloomy, and the emperor’s son was full, cold and cold toward the group. Immortal: "Very good, you are good!"

As soon as he heard him speak, all the scattered fairy were silent, and his eyes slowly looked forward.

In the meantime, there are awe, gratitude, doubts, and horror. I don’t know how my fate is...

Fang Fang is the gaze sweeping through the scattered celestial beings, the tyrants of the tyrants suddenly rise, the voice is like a thunder, far away from the Quartet: "I am obsessed with the disciples, and I am willing to follow, thirty-three days, together To punish evil and promote good... grab ***?"