Chapter 3951： Protoss Siege (1/2)
Ouyangtu, the first-class saint of the Temple of the Bright Alliance, rushed to seize the ladder, and issued a vicious warning to the magic sky.
This fragile alliance was about to burst in no time.
Everyone wants to kill each other, this kind of consciousness is there, and the other ones don't, what else is there to say?
It can only be said that the rhythm has been fully stabilized.
Yes, it is actually this effect.
Real, and real.
It doesn't matter if the others are not.
”Humph!”
”Tremendous treasure, where the destined lives!”
”Don't you know this truth?”
”This **** ladder has never been in your hands, so it must be yours?”
”It's better to rely on your own ability!”
The first-class saint Motian of the Dark Temple licked his lips, while talking, his eyes fluttered.
Don't talk nonsense at this moment, directly pull the rhythm to the extreme, and then rush forward crazy, what you want is this effect.
Bright, but true.
A sense of invincibility, full gathering.
”roll!”
”damn thing!”
”I can see you clearly!”
”Damn! Damn bastard!”
”what!”
”You want to win the treasure in front of this sage, but you are still a little tender!”
”Blood sacrifice!”
Ouyangtu's eyes gradually became blood red.
At this moment, he has directly killed his eyes.
Some of the others didn't, and there was nothing to care about at all.
Now I want to increase the speed to the extreme!
What you want is this effect!
As for hurting a little of his body, it doesn't matter.
In order to seize a treasure like God's Ladder, it doesn't matter to suffer a little loss or something.
There was such an idea in my heart, and the rhythm slowly became surging.
The moment of invincibility is bursting.
With many thoughts and confusion, he immediately killed out urgently!
The rhythm is extremely vivid!
Consciousness is also extremely clear!
Because Fang Fan originally threw the fake **** ladder to Ouyang disciple, and Ouyang disciple sprinted with his life, so in the end the fake **** ladder was seized by him in China.
”mine!”
”be mine!”
”Hahaha!”
”Sure enough it's mine!”
”You and the **** want to take it, it's absolutely impossible!”
”Go away! Go away all with you!”
”There is no hope, you have no hope anymore.”
”These things will be my treasure!”
The roaring sound rushed together, and the sound of breathing could not help but became rapid. In his eyes, surprise ideas were bursting out.
Folding his hands forward and moving forward frantically, Ouyang Tui felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life now.
There is obviously a breath of true **** on this **** ladder, so it's definitely impossible to be fake.
The disciple Ouyang didn't take a closer look, and quickly pretended to be, for fear of being snatched away by others.
This kind of time of extreme urgency does not allow him to carefully check the **** ladder.
As long as it's almost done.
These things are actually what you are thinking about.
The more I think, the more excited, the more I think, the more surging.
For a time, it is difficult to express this excitement!
The face of the first-class saint Motian of the Dark Temple looked very dark.
Unexpectedly, I missed it!
It's alright now, the **** ladder didn't get it, and he completely offended Ouyang disciple.
Even if she lost her wife, she broke down again.
”Magic Saint!”
”What are you doing looking at me like this?”
”Humph!”