Chapter 891: I want to withdraw now, is it too late?

Facing these ghost claws that suddenly appeared, everyone really panicked...
Slightly touched by this ghost claw, but the end of the division of the corpse!
Although the treasure is good, it must be fate to get it!
Fighting for treasure is not impossible, but at least we must see the hope of success!
And right now, is this so much hope? Everyone felt panic subconsciously! So terrified!
The Saint Son of the Saint Heaven Alliance, Shang Guantian, glanced unwillingly at Fang Fan, who was standing under the miraculous tower, and his eyes were full of jealousy.
The fat sheep in your hand actually flew like this?
However, it is obviously not a good time for a battle. If you get closer to Fang Fan, the person will die and get cold! How can this attack?
If so, it's better to withdraw first... Anyway, you can save a life!
Stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood!
"The people of the Holy Heaven Alliance! All the staff evacuated!"
Shangguantian yelled and gave the order.
In fact, even if he did not give orders at this moment, the Holy Heaven Alliance would have run out of sight...
Really unafraid of death... but few 1
"Young Pavilion Master! Let's withdraw too! The people of the Holy Heaven Alliance ran away, brothers have suffered heavy losses!"
The people of the Soul Chasing Pavilion crowded around the young master Gu Lin, with a look of fear on their faces.
The current situation has made them thoroughly feel a vigorous killing intent...
A little carelessness, they are most likely to get cold directly!
"No! The Fang Fang... The Fang Fang is right in front of you, as long as you take a step forward... The treasures are all mine! Not reconciled! Really not reconciled!"
Gu Lin, the young master of the soul-seeking pavilion, showed endless jealousy in his eyes, now Baoshan is in front, let him evacuate? This is worse than killing him!
"idiot!"
There was a groaning sound, and the face of the Master of Soul Hunting Pavilion changed...then he was going to be furious, but after seeing the figure of the person who had just spoken, he closed his mouth silently.
"Situ Zhan Demon..."
Young Master Gu Lin of the Soul Chasing Pavilion took a deep breath and secretly endured...
If it was someone else, he could not help but slap up.
But the status and status of this one in front of him are higher than him...he dare not do anything casually!
"The one with you! Withdraw!"
"Here...it's weird!"
"Our dark camp must save vitality! We can't waste our combat power here!"
"When you leave the control of the Miracle Tower... there is still hope for everything!"
Situ Zhan, the demon son of Motian Pavilion, glanced at the headless corpses all over the floor, and then saw Fang Fan who was slaughtering indifferently... Suddenly he was shocked!
Worthy of being a Fang Mo! This method is both cruel and helpless!
Gu Lin, the young master of the soul-seeking pavilion, changed his face several times. According to his intention, he didn't want to escape. He was just a gambler and wanted to make a desperate move! There are tens of thousands of people here anyway! And Fang Fan has only one hundred combat power around...
But if the people of the Devil Heaven Pavilion and the Holy Heaven Alliance are withdrawn, relying on them to chase the soul pavilion... then the loss would be too great!
After thinking about it several times, Gu Lin finally sighed lightly.
"Withdraw..."
There is a sense of unwillingness in the tone.
"Hehe... now I want to withdraw, have you asked me what I mean?"
"People from the four major forces dare to flee and kill directly!"
Fang Fan made a cold voice, looking magnificent!
Come as you want, leave as you want, really treat me as your home?