Chapter 2279

Fang fan squints his eyes and laughs, and then his eyes twinkle with light, and all kinds of ideas break out in his mind.

Then she quietly summoned Caitlin to her side

"Give those examiners in the temple of God a shot..."

Bang

Caitlin did not hesitate, a shot in the past, the space gradually torn, the scene suddenly felt extremely strange!

Everything in front of me is changing smoothly!

A one star Holy Land cultivator standing in the front row of Tianshen temple is killed instantly!

Just now, when shooting, Caitlin installed a muffler, so she seemed to be unconscious

"Little hall master! Ying Lang is killed! "

"Little hall master! Ying Lang is dead! "

"It must be these damned soul clansmen who are behind their back

"Shao Dian Lord, you must take revenge for Ying Lang!"

"Revenge! Revenge

The temple of God suddenly became a pot of porridge! Even seems to be a little excited!

The scene broke out to the extreme!

"Asshole! Asshole! How dare you attack the practitioners of the temple of God! Zhao Xie! You are a family born son of the soul clan. You really don't want to live! "

"Listen to me! Give birth to this family No It was the domestic slave who killed me! "

"War!"

At the command of Ying Yue, the head of the temple of God, everyone's eyes surged together and their posture was extremely high!

Twenty thousand practitioners in the temple of heaven instantly turned the gun head and directly attacked the 30000 soul family practitioners.

At the moment, Zhao Xie, the leader of the soul clan, looks confused. He really doesn't know what happened. He is in a muddled state all the way. He wants to say something, but he can't say it. His eyes are deflected and his posture is confused

"Ying Yue! What's the matter with me if you're dead

"This is not my hand! Don't put this shit pot on my head

"Ha ha!"

"Not yet?"

"Who can be without you?"

"Still want to shirk responsibility?"

"A house slave is a house slave! Dare to do it or not! "

"Here, in terms of our two forces, can I kill my own brother?"

Ying Yue, the little master of the temple of God, held his head high and spoke at the same time. The unremitting look on his face became more and more.

In fact, Ying Yue, the head of the temple of God, did not put Zhao Xie, the leader of the soul clan, in his eyes.

Even if one's own cultivator is ten thousand less than the other, it is the same!

He thinks he is of noble blood!

"Ying Yue!"

"Use your brain to think about it. If I kill the cultivators under your command, it will only make you angry. What's good for me?"

"Besides, we are not only surrounded by our two forces..."

Zhao Xie, the leader of the soul clan, glanced at Fang fan's position with a strong hint

Fang fan smiles silently, then nods his head and says, "if Zhao Xie, the leader of the team, thinks it's me who did it..."

"The end result is the same anyway..."

"Ah I'm the third class Holy Land! They are reduced to this place! "

"Pathetic, pathetic!"

"I still want to soar to the sky in a breath..."

"If I'm the leader of the black pot, I hope they'll have nothing to do with them

Fang fan, with deep emotion, spoke and his eyes flickered with each other

Play, you have to do the whole set!