Chapter 1438 Competition for the Elite

In reverse, the gap has turned into a huge gulf to some extent!

"Who is this person! He looks so strong, this is going to cause trouble for our Holy Heaven Alliance!"

"Huh...it looks a little familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere..."

"I remembered! He is Fang Fan, the master of the Palace of the Emperor!"

"The Palace of the Emperor? The newly rising rank-eight power? The little Hall Master of Samsara, is he crazy? Who gave him the courage! How dare he be so arrogant!"

"Hehe... Who said no! This guy... didn't take us seriously at all!"

"This son... must be killed!"

"Our Shengtian Alliance can be promoted to a powerful existence of the sixth-rank power immediately, and an eighth-rank power human emperor's hall, dare to shout in front of us?"

"The ally will surely wipe it out!"

"Didn't you see it just now? This Fang Fan can instantly kill a three-star emperor like Ouyang Feng's Throne Patrol. Is this an existence that we can deal with? If you want to court death, don't bring us... "

"Let's sneak first... The most important thing is to save the dog's life..."

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The entire Holy Heavenly Alliance became lively, and the inspection of the throne caused Ouyang De's head to fall to the ground, and the bloodstains around him looked very real.

Yingtian, the leader of the Shengtian Alliance, narrowed his eyes silently, and the killing intent was concentrated in his eyes.

"Fang Fan! You are so courageous! How dare you come to my Holy Heaven Alliance to kill my right-hand man!"

"And you Zi Ling, hehe, a traitor of my Shengtian League, dare to come?"

"There are so many strong practitioners in my Holy Heaven Alliance, who of you dare to move!"

The leader of the Holy Heaven Alliance rose into the sky in response to the sky, with a sinister look in his eyes. As he spoke, his eyes became more and more earnest, and the killing intent in his eyes gradually became real...

Following his order, tens of thousands of elites in the Holy Heaven Alliance gathered in an instant...

Looking at the past, all of them are the combat power above the king realm! The real king is the general! The low-level emperor realm is handsome! The scene is magnificent!

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

With a few shouts, the scene became even more booming!

The leader of the Shengtian Alliance, Yingtian, flew into the air proudly, with his head slightly raised, looking full of arrogance!

"In front of my Holy Heavenly Alliance elite, you... are vulnerable!"

Ying Tian, ​​the leader of the Holy Sky Alliance, put his hands behind his back and held his head high, his posture was very high.

Fang Fan glanced at it and subconsciously pouted...

"Compete with me for the elite?"

"You too?"

"Bai Sha! Brahma is gone! Buddha Sword! Where is the War Slaves Legion!"

Fang Fan gave an order, and there were sounds of shaking from the surrounding area!

rumbling...

Teams of neatly arranged troops scattered from the surrounding area, and the battle was extremely powerful!

The 100,000 elites of the War Slaves Legion gathered in an instant! The scene is terrifying!

"This...this...impossible!"

"The lowest is the real king realm, there are many practitioners in the emperor realm, and there are many who even I can't see the level..."

"Huh...this...this..."

The smile on Yingtian's face, the leader of the Holy Sky Alliance, gradually disappeared, replaced by extreme panic.

Compared with the 100,000 elites in front of him, these practitioners of his Holy Heaven Alliance are really vulnerable!

And now... the battle has begun!

Just now, he proudly ordered the Holy Sky Alliance's army to launch an attack, and at this moment, he completely hit the muzzle of the gun.

A wave of battle, direct defeat!

Contact in an instant, damage thousands of elites!