Obviously.

Zhao Fang's mistake in prediction caused him to suffer a big loss.

His expression of lingering all over the world was even more gloomy, but he was still calm, "Your strength is indeed unusual, although I expected it, I still underestimated you!"

"Eighth-level artifact?"

Zhao Fang laughed, "Is this the reason for you to do it?"

"A man is guilty of being guilty of being a treasure. Do you know that the eighth-level ancestral weapon is all top divine weapons in the chaotic and eternal universe. He has always been in the hands of the Kingdom of God. He can't even see ordinary forces."

"When you encounter such a magic weapon, who is alone, how can we not be moved?"

Zhao Fang nodded, "If it were me, I would be moved!"

"But you are too weak!"

Zhao Fang's words deeply stimulated Zongheng and the others, "You are too arrogant, let you see what we are the real secret technique of our Zongheng family!"

The sword was roaring across the world with blood, and the breath remained unchanged, but the sharp murderous intent was approaching the three-star ancestral god.

"It's interesting."

Zhao Fang raised his eyebrows, still looking relaxed, "But, it's not enough!"

While talking.

He clenched his fists again, and his divine power surged to his fists, hoping to help him complete the double kill.

Then at this moment-

Buzz ~~

A jade talisman hanging around Zhao Fang's waist suddenly flashed.

"Is this... the sound transmission note I sent to Bai Xiaochun?"

Zhao Fang thought about it.

His right fist is still rushing forward and rushing straight.

He took off the notes to transmit the sound with his left hand, and his divine thoughts moved. Bai Xiaochun's voice full of worry and panic, even crying, clearly came into Zhao Fang's ears.
Chapter completed!