Chapter 1620： Dead dao friend not dead poor dao (1/2)
The red robe of the dark temple, Chilian, and the elite knights of the temple under his command, were completely mad at this moment!
No matter which force is present, as long as they turn their heads, that is their target. They are like greedy and bloodthirsty wild wolves, carrying out a life-threatening impact!
The cultivators of the dark camp on the left end of the battlefield also began to tremble at this moment... To rush forward is to die, to retreat or to die...
In comparison, most of them can only toss and turn back, sullen their heads and continue to charge.
Obviously, the red-robed dark divine envoy of this dark temple came for Fang Fan...
Power... burst out instantly!
Although the red-robed and dark divine envoy of the dark temple could not compete with the five-star sanctuary, he also existed in the four-star sanctuary.
Among the many forces present, the strongest is only the Third-Rank forces... This kind of small territorial third-Rank forces has one or two one or two one-star and two-star Sanctuary ancestors, but the others naturally don't need to think too much!
Facing the four-star sanctuary realm dark temple red robe dark **** envoy led the attack, no one thought that Fang Fan could handle it!
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Ten Thousand Demons Alliance...
”Old ancestors, I think...I think we should still rush to the Renhuangdian and Chentian family. In any case, we are all comrades in arms, and we were allies who were bloodied before! At this moment, watching our allies are in trouble and not rescued... …Absolutely not!”
Tianhu Mei'er, the saint of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance, took a few breaths, her beautiful eyes staring abruptly...
”Holy Fox Saint, Hugh is nonsense! Don't annoy the ancestors!”
The Tianying Quasi-sage heard Tianhu Mei'er directly speaking in a questioning tone, and hurriedly leaned over and yelled.