Chapter 1503: Haotian Pavilion

Of course, if a ten-star imperial realm cultivator is really allowed to face a large flying warship, the combat power may be equal in a short time, but the ten-star emperor realm cultivator must win the battle for a long time.
The size of the warship is too large, and the flexibility is naturally much worse. Therefore, against a cultivator of the same combat power, it is still weaker to fight for a long time.
The giant flying warship in front of you is even more powerful! The lowest are the low-level quasi-sages, and the strongest can even reach the absolute quasi-sages...
In the Chentian Clan, there are several such warships, majestic and majestic.
It is said that on top of the flying warships, there are more powerful flying warships! More powerful...but Fang Fan had never seen it once.
"There is not much distance from the human plane..."
"This is the Sunshine Galaxy... How can such a giant flying warship appear in the Sunshine Galaxy? Or is it a high-level quasi-sage?"
"No... there is a problem! There must be a problem!"
Fang Fan squinted his eyes, his expression gradually becoming cold.
"Stop it! Stop this giant flying warship!"
Fang Fan gave an order, and his cultivators gathered in an instant!
At this moment, the battle is gathering in an instant!
The scene is in urgency!
That giant flying warship was forced to stop instantly!
"Who is it? Who dared to intercept my Haotian Pavilion warship!"
As the hatch was opened, a group of cultivators dressed in white came out of the giant flying warship.
Fang Fan's face changed dramatically...
"Human Race...is the breath of Human Race..."
"It's...it's my human race people!"
Fang Fan looked at these cultivators in front of him with lingering eyes, his eyes instantly becoming urgent.
"What kind of human? Go away! Don't block my way here!"
"When we delay our Haotian Pavilion, you can't afford to delay!"
The middle-aged man in the lead gave Fang Fan a cold look, and seemed quite impatient!
"Say! Did you come from the Human Race plane? In the battleship, are all my Human Race people loaded?"
Fang Fan's body flew directly, his eyes flickered with indifference.
Although he is only a low-level Quasi-Holy Realm, he is not afraid of this supreme Quasi-Holy Realm in front of him!
"Human? You mean the ants of the Primal Plane?"
"What? You and them belong to the same ethnic group?"
"I think you are also a low-level quasi-sage, that kind of power... it is really not easy to be able to give birth to a low-level quasi-sage!"
"I thought I could only carry those lowly ants back this time, but I didn't expect to be able to salvage a low-level quasi-sacred slave by the way..."
"Hehe... it's worth a star core."
While talking, the middle-aged man scratched Fang Fan with his big hand!
Everything is already set!
Terran plane... was looted?
And in the battleship... is the cultivator of the human race!
"kill!"
"All, give me, kill all! Kill all!"
Fang Fan's eyes turned blood red in an instant, and then he clenched his fists tightly, this idea suddenly unfolded, and the killing intent in front of him was jerky!
The reason why he rushed home was because he was afraid of accidents on the human plane.
And now, this accident has not been avoided after all!
"kill me?"
"By you?"
"Ridiculous! Really ridiculous!"
The Haotian Pavilion middle-aged cultivator glanced at Fang Fan, his face gradually showing disapproval.
He is an absolute quasi-sage, and Fang Fan is just a low-level quasi-sage.
There is a huge difference between each other!