"Damn, Emperor Bing Mountain won't let you go!

"The Ancestor will seek justice for us, shameless Heavenly Holy Gate, you wait!"

"The miscellaneous pieces of the Heavenly Holy Gate, even if you capture the captives alive, you don't want to conquer us, don't think about it!"

"I don't share the sky with you, I don't wear the sky!"

With the cooperation of Qin Fan and a group of clan disciples.

The disciples of Emperor Bing Mountain in the Divine Net have exhausted their donkey skills, and the mountains and rivers are exhausted.

Self-detonation, there is no hope.

That damn weird whip had broken up all their room for self-destruction under the constant urging of the Divine Element.

Captured, it's a foregone conclusion.

If this is the work of the four great gods of the Sumeru Sect, the Taichu Palace, the Xuanyang Palace, the Star Temple, and the Constellation, then they will admit it!

The Heavenly Gate of Konyma.

What kind of grudge do they have against the Emperor Soldier Mountain and the Heavenly Holy Gate!

To come to such a means of extermination, this, this is too despicable, too shameless!

If it weren't for the fact that Emperor Bingshan secretly provoked a big fight, which indirectly lifted the dilemma of the Heavenly Holy Gate being besieged, how could these Heavenly Holy Gate Miscellaneous still be able to do their power now?

So, they hate, hate!

"If you don't share the sky, let's save it later, as for conquering you, don't worry, we haven't had that leisure yet!"

Seeing that the other party had given up and continued to resist stubbornly, Qin Fan's whip restrained a little jokingly.

At this time, a group of clan disciples also carried out the net collection operation to the final stage.

When the divine net began to embed in the other party's body, golden light filled the divine net.

The Divine Yuan of those disciples of Emperor Soldier Mountain had obviously been trapped by the Divine Net Lock.

In this case, it is completely impossible to blow yourself up again!

"Alright, call it a day!"

Looked at.

Qin Fan put the whip back.

These disciples of Emperor Bing Mountain have been tied up in the form of twisted flowers by the divine net, and Shen Yuan has fallen into confinement, and he no longer needs to worry about any accidents.

"Xufan, can we stop?"

A Venerable God asked Qin Fan tremblingly.

Although he was in the early stage of the gods, somehow, in the face of Xufan, the master of the late stage of the ancestral gods, he always had an inexplicable sense of awe.

Not only him, but also the other members!

Ever since Xu Fan played Void Dance to death in public, since even the Void had to be planted in front of Xu Fan, he has experienced the reshuffle of the team's turmoil, and invisibly, Qin Fan has become a shadow in the hearts of many disciples, a lingering psychological shadow.

They didn't know that the Void had been destroyed and was destroyed by Qin Fan's hands.

Otherwise, the awe of Qin Fan would evolve into the most direct fear!

When you see it, you retreat from the fear!

"What do you say?"

Qin Fan sighed angrily.

Can you stop?

What's the difference between this and?

If you don't stop, will you have to tie up the other party to death?

Go to Nima:

Can this level of stunned not be so unlimited?

"Oh, oh, okay, stop, stop!"

The second stunned priest at the head waved his hand and shouted.

The other priests stopped.

It's just that the divine net that binds the disciples of Emperor Bing Mountain has been tightened to the extreme.

The pain can also be seen in their expressions.

"Let you obediently take a little less torture and don't believe it, you have to die and struggle, don't you struggle, keep earning, see what else you can do!"

Just now, he didn't participate in the action of setting up the net and closing the net, not because he didn't want to, but because his strength was limited!

"Okay, shut up!" Qin Fan stretched out his hand and slapped Xu Fei on the head, and said indifferently angrily.

Xu Fei smirked and touched his head, but he didn't dare to say more.

In the Xuankong Clan, in addition to Xuankong, the five heroes should not be the masters who will not have much pressure when facing Qin Fan.

Although the time spent together is very little, as Qin Fan's 'descendant', the five heroes think that they have also figured out Brother Fan's character.

"Xufan, what are we going to do next? How do we bring these bastards back?"

It's still the early stage of the god who opened his voice before.

He pondered for a while, but couldn't figure out how to bring it back.

After all, they really hadn't done anything to capture prisoners before.

This time, I was stumped.

The other disciples also looked at Qin Fan under this question.

The gaze, well-, very innocent.

"Whose weapon is a whip?" Qin Fan asked.

Whip?

What are you doing?

"Me!"

"Me!"

"Me!"

Many of the priests raised their hands.

Although I don't know what the ruthless vain desires are.

But those members didn't dare to hide it.

"That's you!"

Picked a mid-stage god, Qin Fan said lightly.

"Xufan, what do I need to do next?"

Some of the dazed deity gods in the middle of the way.

"Hook them up with the Divine Net, wrap them up with a whip and drag them back, do you understand?

"Understood, understood, understood, understood!"

In the middle of the god, there is a fine light in his eyes.

However.

The disciples of Emperor Bing Mountain in the Divine Net became angry when they heard this.

Drag them back?

They are dignified disciples of Emperor Bing Mountain, this is going to be dragged to death, dogs?

The word dragging is often used on those beasts.

But now you want to treat them like those evil animals?

Bastard, asshole, asshole!

This is trampling on their dignity!

Trample on the dignity of Emperor Soldier Mountain!

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

"No, you can't do this to us!"

"Although you have captured us alive, you can't trample on our dignity, and you can't trample on the dignity of Emperor Soldier Mountain!"

"You are forcing Emperor Bingshan to start a war with the Heavenly Saint Gate!"

In the god net.

Before the middle of the god approached.

The disciples of Emperor Bing Mountain inside all roared hysterically.

So much so that for a while, the disciples of the Xuankong Clan's disciples were shocked.

This, why is this still such a big reaction?

Anyway, the result is a given, so do you care about the process?

I have to say that from the ideological level, the realms of the disciples of the Heavenly Saint Gate and the disciples of the Emperor Soldier Mountain are completely different things.

Although they are all benchmark forces in the pretending world, their mentality is completely different.

In the proverb on the earth, Tianshengmen is a nouveau riche, and Emperor Bingshan is like the existence of the Manchu nobles in the new century, even if this nobleman has been very downtrodden in the status of the rivers and lakes, but still can't change their arrogant side.

This shows the extent to which they are paranoid about their obsession with dignity.

"No, the co-author still has to treat the captives preferentially, and send you back to the Heavenly Holy Gate in a sedan chair to wait for the delivery?"

Qin Fan smiled.

That's what makes it so interesting.

"We don't need you to carry each other in a sedan chair, we just need dignity!" said the disciple of Emperor Bing Mountain in the Divine Net.

As everyone knows, the sarcastic smile on Qin Fan's face became more and more vigorous.

The next moment.

Without warning, he threw out the whip.

Whipped straight towards the Divine Net.

The whip is brazen.

The disciples of the Emperor Soldier Mountain who were bound to the divine net were all violently injured and vomited divine blood.

It will not be destroyed, but it will cry out in great pain.

(End of chapter)