Chapter 1982 Poisonous Gas Group

The saint Dongguo directly spoke contemptuously and said, "If I can't do it myself, why not allow others to create miracles?"

If you don't know how to speak, just shut up, what does the nonsense mean?

Feel comfortable like this? Think this is cool? Do you still feel inexplicably refreshed when you say these words?

It's ridiculous! Extremely despicable!

In any case, the gods of the dark camp are now fighting against the practitioners of their Temple of the Light Alliance. Not to mention support, they can't make trouble after all, right?

Saint Dongguo walked a few steps to the side silently. For some reason, seeing Saint Dongguo like this, he inexplicably felt a sense of nausea.

On the battlefield ahead, facing Fang Fan, who had no expression of panic, Zagus, the god of plagues, became more and more irritable.

This is obviously a dark god whose mental state is not very good, or in other words, the psychology has been distorted and abnormal...

He just wants to watch others surrender completely in front of him, so that he will feel comfortable!

Once he is suppressed by others, he will feel extremely angry, even murderous.

I have to say that such a gesture is simply not too real.

This guy probably suffered too much suppression on weekdays, and he didn't do well in the upper circles, so he wanted to come here to find a little sense of presence.

But who knew that Fang Fan didn't like him at all...

This deeply stimulated his self-esteem.

"Roar!"

"Young bastard from the camp of light!"

"Today itself will tell you what cruelty is!"

rumbling...

The God of Plague suddenly burst out with a trace of consciousness, and then there were bursts of thunder in the clear sky, and then, countless dark green gases gradually gathered...

The dark green gas gradually overflowed, and the surrounding trees were instantly swallowed up, directly rotting...

These dark green gases seem to have an unbelievably terrifying poisonous gas...

"The plague is falling!"

whoosh whoosh...

In the roar of the God of Plague, those dark green poisonous gases suddenly gathered together and formed a poisonous gas cluster...

It contains terrifying power.

"This... this aura... this power... at least... at least has the attack power above the seven-star sanctuary..."

"No... this kind of attack power has reached the eight-star sanctuary... soon... will soon break through to the nine-star sanctuary-level holy realm..."

"It's so terrifying... It's just the God of Plague who can make such a big noise with just a trace of consciousness. The power of the true god is indeed unlimited..."

"Hehe, only a powerful existence like the Pope can resist the divine sense of the God of Plague right now, but there is no such thing as a Nine-Star Sanctuary-level Holy Venerable Supreme Powerhouse here..."

"If that's the case, all hope is completely ended?"

"It's a pity...it's a pity, but the matter has come to this point, there is nothing I can do..."

"Boss Fang Fan's prophecy of killing gods may never come true."

"It's a pity, it's a pity, the current situation is beyond our control..."

Looking at the current situation, no one thought that Fang Fan could survive such a terrorist attack.

This is the power to approach the Holy One...

Even a strong eight-star sanctuary can't bear it!

At this moment, Fang Fan is not even in the Saint Realm, but a high-level Quasi-Saint Realm, the gap between them should not be too big...

It can even be said that this is the gap!

Fang Fan glanced around, the corners of his mouth raised silently...