212.Chapter 212
This Protoss was relatively smart, and he used all his cultivation to shout for help, and his voice expanded in an instant, and many people noticed this place. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The Tianjiao of the Beichen Realm also noticed this place.
It's amazing that the Protoss would shout for help to others, isn't this a proud race?
What did he encounter? Could it be that a peerless creature had come here?
When Luo Feng and the others, Qin Qianhan and the others, saw a hearty young man, carrying the young man of the Protoss, they immediately had a surprised expression.
That's not a peerless creature, it's a desolate body of all souls, Wang Fan!
Emperor Lin got a treasure, he was indeed very powerful, and the Protoss was fighting with him, and they couldn't get good fruit to eat on him.
Nangong Ying looked at it coldly, he also grabbed a treasure, and he was also very surprised when he saw Wang Fan, especially when Wang Fan was holding the Protoss in his hand, his eyes turned cold.
The Rakshasa clan also saw Wang Fan, it can be said that the Tianjiao of the Beichen Realm dealt with the Protoss and tiptoed, only he was not afraid at all, whoever grabbed the spirit treasure with him, he would kill whom.
A few figures flew into the void, all of them were the young generation of the Protoss.
In mid-air, they surrounded Wang Fan, and looked down on Wang Fan below.
"Mole ant, let him go. ā
Several Protoss were very shocked when they saw that the Protoss people fell into the hands of Wang Fan, this person's cultivation was also first-class among the Protoss, but he was defeated here, and he shouted for help, and his heart was full of contempt.
The Protoss is very arrogant, and they will not beg for mercy even if they die, but this person screams for help, and he will be looked down upon by other Protoss in the future.
And Wang Fan looks very young, in the words of the human race, he is just an adult.
Wang Fan really felt extremely disgusted with the word ants, these gods opened their mouths to be ants, with a lofty posture, and did not take any living beings in their eyes.
"Who do you say is the ant!" Wang Fan stared coldly at the Protoss.
A young man of the Protoss, with an interesting face.
In the Divine Domain, only the strong can be arrogant, and the people of the Divine Domain are all supreme races when they reach any realm, facing the creatures of foreign races.
No race would dare to speak to them like that.
"Is there anyone else here?" the Protoss man said coldly, looking down at Wang Fan.
Wang Fan was very calm, but the chill emanating from his body was overwhelming.
"Why do you want to do it? I can feel your anger, ant. The Protoss continued, his tone full of sarcasm.
Wang Fan suddenly smiled, his clean face looked sunny and refreshing, as if his laughter was full of endless ridicule.
This kind of laughter sounded harsh and unpleasant to the Protoss.
"Talk nonsense with him, just kill him!" A female cultivator of the Protoss said softly, but it was very cold, without a trace of anger.
The Protoss shrugged and smiled softly. "Let him go, or you don't have to die, kneel down and join the slaves, how can I protect you?"
The Protoss who was caught in Wang Fan's hands also calmed down at this moment, and his previous fear was gone, and it turned into ridicule.
The celestial arrogances of the Beichen realm all observed this scene.
They wanted to know how Wang Fan would choose, whether to let him go or kill him.
Since the advent of the Protoss, the Tianjiao of the Beichen Realm have been deeply afraid of the legendary Protoss, and they dare not do anything to support them and tiptoe.
However, all this seems to start with one person, will Wang Fan be that person?
Seeing that everyone was still smiling, Wang Fan showed his white teeth: "Then it depends on you, whether you have the ability or not." ā
Faced with the encirclement of many gods, Wang Fan seemed extremely calm, he was like a scholar at the moment, there was a kind of shyness.
It's just that he grabbed the Protoss man with one hand and pressed his hand on the skull, this person originally thought he was saved, but his eyes widened at this moment.
"Save ...... I, ah!!"
"Bang!"
In the terrible screams of this god clan, his head was directly pinched and exploded by Wang Fan, and golden blood splashed out with white brains, but it did not splash him in the slightest.
Almost all of them were stunned.
In the distance, the Tianjiao of the Beichen Realm, who had been watching the situation, were also stunned.
The scene fell silent for a moment.
For a long time, although the Protoss has been killed, the way to be killed can only be blamed for his own strength, and Wang Fan openly killed a Protoss in front of so many Protoss, such a provocation is unprecedented.
The Protoss is a very arrogant race, and in their eyes, any race is just a group of slaves, and the slaves openly provoke their masters, which can be said to have completely stabbed the hornet's nest.
The way it is handled is different, and this is a provocation to the Protoss.
The Protoss were dead, but the many Protoss in the air felt that their faces were hot, and their faces were extremely pale.
"Ants, what should you do if you kill your people?" Wang Fan said defiantly.
The eight Protoss in the air, their faces were extremely pale, and the Protoss, who had been talking before, laughed at my Protoss, and shouted angrily: "You are looking for death!"
Wang Fan hooked his fingers at him, his face full of disdainful sneers.
The most unbearable thing for the Protoss is the ridicule from foreign races, especially the Terrans, who have been the weakest since ancient times.
Behind this god, a three-colored vision appeared, making him look like a god, which were three black, white, and red colored feathers, each one a meter high, like a peacock's feathers, floating in the air.
The Protoss has a humane: "The three-colored feathers of the sparrow blue, if you can cultivate the seven-colored feathers, it will be an incredible treasure, sweeping everything." ā
"He is indeed a rare elite of the Bird Gate. The Divine Cultivator also nodded.
The three-colored feathers swept towards the place where Wang Fan was, and suddenly the three-color brilliance swept away, and the sand flew away in all directions, and even some stones shattered in an instant.
And accepting this sweep of the three-color light, Wang Fan will be in an instant, and his bones will be gone.
As a result, unexpectedly, Wang Fan stood calmly with his hands in his hands, and the three-color light swept over him, and the three-color light disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed at all.
Many people were in a daze, and the Protoss people looked at Que Lan one after another, their eyes were full of disdain, as if to say, your trick is too unstandard.
Bird Blue was stared at the hot, he was very angry, and rushed down with the three-colored feathers, and swept it again.
As a result, this time Wang Fan stretched out his slender hand and passed directly through the three-color light, ignoring the power above.
With his hand as a blade, he slashed it with a wave of his palm.
Suddenly, a knife in the palm of his hand was slashed cleanly, a finch blue arm, golden blood "Zla" splashed out, and the three-colored feathers in his hand were taken off his hands, and they were also caught in Wang Fan's hands.
Bird Blue retreated in pain, her entire arm disappeared, and looked at Wang Fan in horror.
"You!"
Wang Fan weighed the three-color feathers, black, white and red, each with a different power, this is definitely a good baby.
"So you are a descendant of the sparrow. Wang Fan said with a smile.
"Bold, that's the god of our sparrows. Finch Blue covered her arms and said angrily.
Wang Fan sneered: "What a sparrow god! A sparrow is not a real god race, but it is just mating with the god race divine bird, so it has half of the god race bloodline, which is commonly known as a cross breed." ā
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
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