Chapter 1722: Colorful Dragon requests to play

"Asshole!"
"This guy is just an intermediate quasi-sage, he dares to be so rampant!"
"Does the Shrine of the Bright Alliance have such nonsense clergy?"
"The commander of the Second Dark Iron Legion, go up to me and kill him! Just as an example!"
Du Hang, commander of the 203 Bronze Legion of the Dark Temple, shook his golden armor, his eyes filled with indignation.
While yelling, he immediately ordered.
"Yes, Lord Bronze Legion! I will definitely take it down!"
The commander of the Second Dark Iron Legion under the 203 Bronze Legion of the Dark Temple suddenly looked happy. This is simply the result of the waste! Things that can be solved in minutes, know that he is a one-star sanctuary! Dealing with an intermediate quasi-sage, is it possible that there will be any accidents?
Seeing the enemy rushing towards a black iron legion commander in the one-star sanctuary realm, Fang Fan sighed lightly, as expected, but it was still a pity.
After all, from the perspective of the overall battle situation, if you can kill the Bronze rank commander of the dark temple in one fell swoop, it will be considered once and for all!
"You can't be too impatient for fishing..."
"Eat the small fish, and the big fish will naturally be caught."
Fang Fan's mouth raised slightly, and he thought to himself.
"Let me go, just give me ten decoration cards!"
The colorful little mother Long Annie twisted the dragon's body restlessly, and saw a one-star sanctuary opponent. She thought that she could directly crush it. Such a good opportunity to ask for credit, don't let it go.
"No, you don't need to act this time, I'll just go."
Fang Fan smiled slightly, he naturally had his own plan in his heart.
"Cut! You are too picky! Otherwise...Five decoration cards will do! No...Three? Just give one!"
Colorful little mother Long Annie began to cut prices wildly.
Fang Fan looked dumbfounded... Is this little female dragon too idle recently? Give me these? I'll beat my head and seeds...
"Don't worry, you still have a big job in a while, and when you are done, I will give you a hundred decoration cards!"
"As for now, just stay with me and don't mess with me!"
Fang Fan curled his lips and said, and immediately took off directly, preparing to fight against the one-star sanctuary black iron rank commander of this dark temple.
Fang Fan had already figured out that he couldn't show too strong at the beginning, for example, the colorful little dragon would hide in the snow.
And the one-star sanctuary black iron rank head of the battle against this dark temple will also want to destroy the ancients, and play with momentum, at least...to fight out the opponent's anger, so that it can further layout.
"Unbearable!"
"go to hell!"
The one-star sanctuary black iron rank leader who played in the dark temple has been watching Fang Fan's intermediate quasi-sage cultivation base. At this moment, he has completely slackened, and he has never felt that there will be any accidents.
Far away, Fang Fan suddenly smiled...
What is needed is this effect, at the moment, it is perfect!
The desire to kill is erupting in cohesion!
"The anger of the wild god!"
Fang Fan screamed, the arrogance all over his body churned violently!
The effect of the magical skill [Arabic Rage] is to increase the combat power of three levels for ten minutes!
At this moment, Fang Fan is an intermediate quasi-sacred realm. After raising three levels, he becomes a one-star sanctuary realm!
At least in the same level!
As for combat effectiveness... Fang Fan also started to cheat...