Chapter 3958： Fake (1/2)
”Sage of the Devil, do you find it interesting to do these useless work?”
”That Ouyang disciple is so precious to that **** ladder, he regards this thing as more important than his own life, do you think he will give this **** ladder out to you?”
”Think too much.”
”Hehe, this guy is going to be buried for his **** ladder.”
The first **** child of the dark temple madness curled his lips, his face was boring.
In this matter, he seemed very casual and calm.
From start to finish, I didn't think much about it.
These are completely indifferent, and the problem is not big.
Be clear-headed and feel more serious, so that you are stable.
”Martyred?”
”Ah!”
”Think too much.”
”If there is no way out, he might fight to the death.”
”But I just paved a way for him to survive!”
”When suffering between life and death, maybe even those gods have to weigh it up, right?”
”If there is a chance to live, who is willing to die?”
”There is a silver lining to be alive.”
”Dead, but there is nothing left.”
”Ouyang is not stupid, he knows how to choose.”
”We just wait slowly.”
”As long as the God's Ladder is in hand, we have to think of a way out.”
The Dark Temple first-class saint Motian groaned, and then looked around, as if looking for the most appropriate escape direction.
At this moment, this mind naturally needs to be more rigorous.
At least you can't let yourself be completely stumbled in it.
The current rhythm must be more secure.
These are the top priorities!
Extremely clear consciousness!
The battle continued for more than ten minutes.
The blood flowing from the corner of Ouyang Tu's mouth appeared more.
It's true that it can't be stabilized now, and it can't be sustained anymore.
When things have developed to this point, there is no need to say anything.
If this stalemate continues, the mentality will collapse again.
The rhythm is cool, and I play a chicken.
”Magic!”
”Come here and help me get rid of these bastards! God's ladder is yours!”
”Quick!”
”What are you waiting for!”
”You have to wait until this saint is dead before you want to make a move, right?”
”Humph!”
”If this saint is really dead, you will have nothing to end!”
”At that time I will blew my storage ring, you will get nothing!”
Ouyang gritted his teeth, and immediately launched a counter threat.
”hehe.”
”Sage Ouyang calm down.”
”Why are you so worried?”
”Relax.”
”It's not a matter of great importance.”
”Just keep your mind steady.”
”It's not impossible for me to shoot.”
”I am ready to fight side by side with Saint Ouyang.”
”It's just that Saint Ouyang has to show some sincerity, right?”
”Can't you do nothing?”
”Haha, this is not good.”
”Sage Ouyang first hand over the sacred ladder to me, and I will take action immediately.”
The body of the first-class saint Motian of the Dark Temple hung directly on the top of Ouyangtu's head, and at this moment, the eyes flashed violently.
While talking, his eyes gradually turned red.
At this moment, this anxious mood seemed very appropriate.
Anxious thoughts, surging thoughts, isn't this kind of feeling what you want?
Thoughts followed Invincible directly.
The feelings are also fully superimposed!
”You come here first to help me kill these bastards!”
”The ladder of the gods will not be without you!”
”Can you still believe in the character of my Ouyang disciple?”
Ouyang Du's complexion sank, his expression unhappy.