Chapter 1529: exchange

Haotian Pavilion...deceived too much!
Millions of people, winged people, deserted people...
Naturally, I want to come back!
But...not to be too reckless...
Everything must be determined and then moved!
Qingtian Sanctuary... that is an existence that is higher than the solar system!
The galaxy, the star field, and then the sanctuary!
And each is divided into three, six or nine!
The solar galaxies are only the lower third-magnitude galaxies among them, so naturally they are not enough.
Fang Fan gradually narrowed his heart, and his eyes flickered.
"No matter what force it is... dare to invade my human race... it won't work!"
"It seems we have to find some time to go to Qingtian Sanctuary."
Fang Fan groaned, his eyes flickered...
The matter of the millions of human races... of course there must be an end!
"Don't kill me...Don't kill me...Don't kill me..."
The son of the Haotian Pavilion pavilion master, Hao, shrank aside, trembling all over, with a look of horror in his eyes. From his words and deeds, he could clearly observe the panic from his heart.
Originally, Fang Fan was going to kill with a single sword, but now...he suddenly changed his mind.
Maybe...I can still use the waste?
"Millions of human race survivors were transported to Qingtian Sanctuary...presumably they were directly sent to the Haotian Pavilion forces."
"If that's the case... it shouldn't be a big problem to trade this son of the Haotian Pavilion Master for a million human cultivators."
"Haotian Pavilion can't give up a pavilion master's son just because he wants to recruit a million more efforts?"
Fang Fan thought secretly, and then silently looked at the son of the Haotian Pavilion Pavilion Master in front of him. At this moment, he was really lucky that he had not directly killed him.
"You...what do you want to do..."
"Don't look at me like this... I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."
"Huh...huhuhu...you...you can't do this..."
"Let me go...Let me go..."
"I really don't want to die, I will give you everything, the star core... Yes! I have the star core! Give you all the star core! Give you all!"
The son of the Haotian Pavilion pavilion master, Hao Mei, said as he knelt before Fang Fan, knocking his head like garlic.
There is still a half of the air before, completely transformed into a bereaved dog.
For Haoyu at this moment, it is true that he can save his life. As for his face...what's the use of this thing? What kind of security can it bring him? As long as you can save your life, let alone kowtow, even if you are a war slave, you will not hesitate.
From beginning to end, the body of the son of the Haotian Pavilion Pavilion Master Haoyu was trembling violently...because of fear, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.
Fang Fan's sword stood silently on Haoyu's neck... Haoyu felt a cold in his neck, and his body trembled unnaturally, and the movement of his face seemed extra real.
"Stop a dog's life..."
"I'm a dog... I it! I'm asshole! I just want to live..."
Bang bang bang...
Hao Yu’s head slammed on the ground frantically, and a pool of red blood soaked the entire ground. At this moment, Hao Yu’s body was highly tense. He felt that his life was no longer his own, but was being controlled by others. This sense of panic drove him crazy.
Fang Fan's sword rubbed against the neck of the son of the Haotian Pavilion Pavilion Master...
"I won't kill you!"
"I need you to cooperate with me!"
"Cooperate well, you can live!"
"Otherwise... I'll kill you!"
"I want to exchange you for the million people of my human race!"