"The second tactic?" Kou Beiyue asked.

He wondered if this guy's mind is too good, and he actually has a second tactic, which is hard to deal with.

There is no taboo to provoke the corner of the mouth:

"Now, Yuanshi Tianzun and the others only have five people, and we have 18 people. The second tactic is to attack them!"

Outside of the killing copy.

The female marshal with white hair and indistinct facial features suddenly shifted her gaze from the killing dungeon in the Saint Realm to the Transcendent Realm dungeon aside.

The bigwigs on both sides made the same action by coincidence, no longer paying attention to the Saint Realm copy, and focused on the Transcendent Realm.

The saints are still killing on the battlefield, and it is too early for the battle to end, but in the killing instance of the Transcendent Realm, the progress has been pushed to the crucial decisive battle.

The bosses don't care about the process of the little guys fighting wits and courage, but they care about the result.

The White Tiger soldiers, several elders of the Scarlet Fire Gang, and Elder Dog all stared intently at the killing dungeon in the Transcendent Realm, paying the most attention.

Yuanshi Tianzun belongs to the Baihu soldiers. Whether there will be another Fu Qingyang in the organization depends on this battle.

The elder of the Chihuo gang has Jiang Jingwei in his heart, although the gang leader has always said that a person who has become a spiritual practitioner has a destiny.

But if Jiang Jingwei really died in the killing dungeon, the gang leader would still be very sad, and sad would be irritable. No one can bear the anger of the contemporary Emperor Yan.

"I'm very much looking forward to the ensuing fight between dragons and tigers. If that guy from Six Fingers is here, he will probably excitedly say that he wants to sit in the manor and ask everyone to take a gamble." The king of fear smiled, looking through the dungeon, staring at the abandoned park.

"But you didn't bring him here, even though he begged hard." The Wrath God General said in a deep voice.

He couldn't wait to leave right now, he had no interest in the results of the killing dungeon, and was eager for an answer to whether his wife was the sex slave of the God of Lust.

"Of course I can't bring him here. If this guy comes, he will probably kneel down and beg everyone to play a game with him!" Fear King's handsome face showed disgust.

He turned to look at the female marshal and said with a smile:

"Guess what props we gave to the little guys in the organization. Let me give you some hints, it's a regular prop, belonging to the Night Tourist profession, and that prop won't be obtained by anyone."

The female marshal said lightly:

"Fear, you are still the same as when you were in school, talking too much and talking nonsense."

Before the King of Fear could speak, the president of the Psionic Society said slowly:

"He is indeed a chatterbox, shut up and watch with peace of mind."

The King of Fear shrugged his shoulders without changing his smile: "Freedom of speech is a person's most basic right. Unfortunately, organizations and governments all over the world don't want to give people too many opportunities to speak."

At this time, Empress Sandaoshan glanced at him: "You really talk too much, if you make too much noise, this deity will destroy your spiritual thoughts."

The King of Fear sighed:

"Your Majesty, this is not good, you will make enemies with me. And none of my enemies are alive, except for the Marshal and the beauty from the Water God Palace."

Watching Sun Miaomiao and others enter the downtown shopping mall, Zhang Yuanqing led four teammates and hurried towards the abandoned park without stopping.

"Speed, speed, run, faster, faster."

Zhang Yuanqing ran wildly and shouted: "We are the most dangerous." JrNovels.com