Chapter 927: Shangguantian complaint

What Shangguantian said is tragic!
While talking, the body was still shaking crazily...
Splashing...probably just describing this state.
"Do you think I am stupid, or are you stupid?"
Zi Ling glanced at Shangguantian coldly, this guy's brain is a little bit awkward!
"What...what do you mean?"
Shangguantian was stunned for a moment, the atmosphere was a bit wrong!
"Do you think someone who killed the two emperors of Motian Pavilion one after another would be an agent of the dark camp?"
"In order to bury this nail, the dark camp lost two powerhouse masters?"
Zi Ling curled his lips, what did this guy think?
Shangguantian blinked, what happened? Fang Fan beheaded the two powerful masters of the Demon Heaven Pavilion?
How can this be!
But the Purple Ling Emperor couldn’t lie to him...
"Sage Emperor Zi Ling, anyway, Fang Mo's massacre of tens of thousands of cultivators in my Motian Pavilion is true..."
Shangguantian's face was faint and he was still trying to explain.
Just let Fang Fan go, he was not reconciled!
"That's right! Zi Ling Saint Emperor, he has a vein in him! There are also artifacts! There are several imperial artifacts!"
"He also blackmailed us and took away all our nerves and treasures!"
Shangguan Tian seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and his expression was agitated.
He didn't believe it, when he broke the news about these things, could this Purple Ling Saint Emperor remain indifferent?
"Divine Vessel? Divine Tool?"
Zi Ling opened her mouth in surprise, with a look of surprise...
Didn't expect Fang Fan to gain so much from the remains of the gods?
Divine Veins... That is the most precious treasure that even the Sixth Rank forces do not necessarily possess!
For a Seventh-Rank power, if it can possess a Divine Vein, it will be easy to advance to a 6th-Rank power!
"I haven't! He is lying to you!"
Fang Fan shrugged and looked cute...
There is no harm in keeping a low profile and keeping a low profile.
In the solar galaxy, there are also many strong ones.
Although Galen and the others have all been promoted to the one-star emperor realm, they can't be careless.
After all, in front of the real powerhouse, the one-star emperor realm is nothing.
Any holy emperor of the Holy Heaven Alliance is a two-star emperor realm, and a demon emperor who comes from the Motian Pavilion has a three-star emperor realm...
Not every time there is such good luck, even if it is good luck, there will always be a day when it will be used up.
It's always right to plan early.
"How could it not! He has! He definitely has!"
"I saw him put in the storage ring with my own eyes!"
"Check his storage ring, you will know at a glance!"
Shangguantian said vowedly.
"Shut up! Even if it does, what does it have to do with you?"
"As a holy son of the Holy Sky Alliance, is it possible to the treasure of a camp brother out of jealousy?"
"Just like you, what qualifications do you have to become the Son of the Holy League!"
Zi Ling snorted coldly and stared at Shangguantian coldly. The meaning was already very obvious. He stood directly on Fang Fan's position and began to speak for Fang Fan.
"If you want to check Fang Fan's storage ring, you don't have the qualification yet!"
Zi Ling glanced at Shangguantian contemptuously. There was obviously a problem with this person's character.
With this xinxing, no matter how talented the cultivation is, what can it do? Limited achievements in the future! After all, I still can't pass the level of my own demon!
"He is not qualified! This seat, is he qualified?"
In the distance, suddenly came an old man in a dark brown robe.
Eagle nose, his eyes looked cold.