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Chapter 913 The Purple Ling of Vengeance

After a wave of attacks, the domineering Motian Pavilion Thunderstorm Demon Emperor has completely weakened...

"puff……"

As soon as the control was released, a mouthful of reverse blood was spit out, and the whole person was extremely weak!

"Bastard... bastard...cough...cough cough cough...kill...kill without mercy..."

Even at this time, the Thunderstorm Demon Emperor is still unwilling to sink, and is still screaming with all his strength, wanting to fight to the death.

Of course, this is just his good expectation after all.

Galen stepped forward, holding a big sword, and directly chopped off his head, then completely annihilated his soul, and let him die completely!
At this point, the battle is considered to be over.

Fang Fan also received a large wave of divine crystals and high-level card rewards.

Slaughtering a three-star Emperor Realm powerhouse, the explosion rate would naturally not be too low.

"The Thunderstorm Demon Emperor has been killed!"

"It's scary! It's horrible!"

"Evacuate... Evacuate!"

"Quickly evacuate!"

"Hiss... so terrifying! Everyone, step back! Back off!"

"Cultivators of the dark camp, don't rush blindly! The two emperors of our dark camp are dead!"

"Run! Run quickly! If you run now, you can save your life. If you delay any longer, you will definitely die!"

"The camp of light... so scary!"

"Who would have thought that they would have such means!"

"Unprepared!"

"That Fang Fan, what kind of character is he, to be so powerful!"

"Damn! Damn bastard! He must be completely terminated!"

"End your size! Run for your life, if you don't run away, you'll be really cold!"

"Huh... retreat at full speed!"

……

The dark camp ushered in a wave of retreat.

Since it was a battle that was impossible to win, naturally no one was willing to continue to die.

The two emperors are cold, what are they doing?

The cultivators of the light camp ran wildly and chased for millions of miles!

The momentum is picking up!

At this point in the battle, it is almost equivalent to the end.

The final victory belongs to the camp of light!

"Brother Fang Fan, I didn't expect you to be so strong. I really underestimated you before!"

Qin Hai, who was inspecting the Golden Throne of the Holy Heaven Alliance, rushed over excitedly, with a look of excitement on his face.

Fang Fan nodded secretly, but didn't say much. At this moment, he...hasn't thought too much...

Because he felt a sharp gaze staring at him, Fang Fan felt like he was on his back.

"Purple Ling Holy Emperor."

Fang Fan had an awkward smile on his face.

"Ha ha……"

"But I can't afford the title of our Palace Master Fang Fan!"

"I'm just a woman with big breasts and no brains!"

"Hall Master Fang Fan is so majestic! If it wasn't for the command of Master Fang Fan just now, how could the light camp achieve such a victory?"

"Hall Master Fang Fan is right to reprimand you! It's really great!"

"In my life...except for my father, there seems to be no man who dares to speak to me like that!"

"Oh... I remembered, the last time I said that, it seems to be a one-star emperor? It's just... His grave should be covered with grass now!"

Although there was a smile on Zi Ling's face, the expression was clearly threatening...

"Cough...then what, Sacred Emperor Ziling, the situation was not too urgent just now, I was a little offended in order to improve the efficiency of the battle, it is impossible for a magnanimous person like Sacred Emperor Ziling to care about this kind of thing, right? What did that become? Small belly and chicken intestines?"

(End of this chapter)