"Most of the swords on the fifth level are of medium level quasi Saint level A small number of low-level quasi holy swords and high-level quasi holy swords were also mixed into them... "

"But it still can't satisfy me..."

"There are only hundreds of swords on the fifth floor Compared with the number of magic swords at the bottom of Jianzhong, it's quite different... "

"The ninth floor of sword tomb On the eighth floor There are still some holy swords. That's my goal

Fang fan narrowed his eyes and thought to himself that there were bursts of light in his eyes

If you think about it, it will gradually have a direction.

"Can you go on fighting?"

Fang fan's eyes toward the surrounding scan a circle, and then calmly drink a sentence.

"I will fight with the Lord!"

"I will fight with the Lord!"

Ten legions, two gods, six heroes, and Yun Xiaoxiao

There are more than 100 people, but none of them quit!

However, Fang fan saw a trace of struggle and pain on the faces of those Legion soldiers. It was obvious that they were already forcing support!

"It's not just the ten legions Including little golden dragon and hellhound, they are almost to the limit. Now it's the fifth layer of sword tomb According to this calculation, the sixth floor of the sword tomb is their destination... "

"Most of the sixth floor of sword tomb are high-level quasi holy swords It's not too bad. "

Fang fan nodded to himself and then waved his hand

Continue to climb higher towards sword tomb!

See Fang fan moving towards here, sword life in a pair of eyes of resentment burst out!

Jealousy Resentment is madness!

"Fang fan! I have written down this hatred! I... "

Pa

This time, before sword life finished a word, Fang fan's slap in the face had already been thrown away.

It's too noisy to be quiet for a while?

He was annoyed by too much nonsense

This wave after wave bored him!

"Fang fan, you die..."

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa

It was a slap in the face.

"If you don't want to die now, just shut up. I don't want to hear that nonsense. I'm afraid it will pollute my ears..."

Fang fan stretched his back and looked calm and casual.

It's rubbish!

The life of the young master of Tianjian palace has reached its peak He was constantly whipped!

Ah ah ah! He is the young master of Tianjian palace! How could this bastard do this? He never paid attention to him!

Asshole!

He is determined to kill Fang fan directly

"Little Palace master Little Palace master Think twice Calm down

"Little Palace master, they are numerous..."

"Little Palace master, if you go up, you will surely die..."

"Little Palace master, they have an army of demons..."

The crowd rushed forward and stopped dead in front of them. Their bodies trembled unnaturally

Because of fear, and become crazy!

What these practitioners in Tianjian palace think at the moment is You can die, but don't pull on us! If those demon legions spray the devil's tongue, all of them here will be ended!

The sword life was crushed in the dust by a group of practitioners in Tianjian palace. Their bodies trembled wildly, but finally they had nothing to do

Kissing the earth on his face, his mania was gradually calmed down.

Yeah, now rush up. What's his chance?

These people in Tianjian Palace are too strong and powerful. They can't resist and defeat. They can't sprint. They will die!

At the moment, he must consider this problem in many aspects, not because of fear, but because people who know the current affairs are heroes!

This disaster Coming quietly!