Chapter 1620: A dead friend is not dead

The red robe of the dark temple, Chilian, and the elite knights of the temple under his command, were completely mad at this moment!
No matter which force is present, as long as they turn their heads, that is their target. They are like greedy and bloodthirsty wild wolves, carrying out a life-threatening impact!
The cultivators of the dark camp on the left end of the battlefield also began to shiver...
In comparison, most of them can only toss and turn back and continue to charge with their heads stuffed.
Obviously, the red-robed dark divine envoy of this dark temple came for Fang Fan...
Power... burst out instantly!
Although the red-robed dark envoy of the dark temple could not compete with the five-star sanctuary, he was also a four-star sanctuary.
Among the many forces present, the strongest is only the Third-Rank forces... This kind of small territorial third-Rank forces has one or two one or two one-star and two-star Sanctuary ancestors, and the others naturally don't need to think too much!
Facing the four-star sanctuary realm dark temple red robe dark envoy led the attack, no one thought that Fang Fan could handle it!
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Ten Thousand Demons Alliance...
"Old ancestors, I think...I think we should still rush to the Renhuangdian and Chentian family. In any case, we are all comrades in arms, and we were allies bloodied before! At this moment, watching our allies are in trouble and not rescued... …Absolutely not!"
Tianhu Mei'er, the saint of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance, took a few breaths quickly, her beautiful eyes staring suddenly...
"Holy Fox Saint, Hugh is nonsense! Don't annoy the ancestors!"
The Tianying Quasi-sage heard Tianhu Mei'er directly speaking in a questioning tone, and hurriedly leaned over to scold.
"Yes, Sister Tianhu, this matter has nothing to do with us. Our Ten Thousand Demons Alliance also played very hard... To blame, they can only be blamed on the imperial palace's overwhelming ability to provoke the powerhouse of the dark temple... "
Bailixi said with a stubborn neck, and said firmly, since the beginning of the fight, he saw Fang Fan unhappy, most likely because he saw his sister Tianhu wanted to please someone so jealous? Jealous?
"How can you say that?"
"If it hadn't been for the Palace Master Fang Fan who led the Human Emperor Hall to guard the left end of the battlefield and fought a wave of counterattacks, the whole battle would have collapsed! At that time, our Ten Thousand Demons Alliance would have suffered heavy casualties!"
"Speaking of the fact that the current battle can be brought back to life, it's all because of the heroic fighting of Palace Master Fang Fan! Now that he is in trouble, how can we stand by?"
Tianhu Mei'er bit her lip tightly, her eyes filled with stubbornness.
She knew that her thinking was destined not to be accommodated by others, but so what? She doesn't care anymore!
"Well! The alliance has already ended! Don't mention it again!"
"That Fang Fan is indeed not a mortal, but he is too capable of causing trouble. Our Ten Thousand Demons Alliance moves closer to him, it's no good!"
Baili ancestor of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance waved his hand with a cold face.
Tianhu Meier's eyes scanned the entire battle, and her heart gradually became cold...
In fact, at this time, the entire battle situation has stabilized. The Dark Temple has mobilized most of its troops to support the left end of the battlefield, and their bright camp should also mobilize elites to the left end of the battlefield to assist the guards...
But until now, no force has acted...
The dead daoists are not dead and poor, and most of them hold this kind of thinking.