Chapter 3930 One Hundred Years

This kind of thing has happened frequently.

The top priority is to ensure the safety of everyone in Guangming Academy.

Continue to sail forward, the rhythm gradually accelerates.

...

At the same time, Mo Tian, ​​the first-class saint in the Dark Temple, appeared to be even faster.

It takes only a moment to seize the rare treasures of heaven and earth.

If you go late, the treasure may be taken away by others.

It's just that on the way, he always seemed a little restless, and his eyes flickered from time to time, as if he was thinking about many things.

"My lord, what are you thinking?"

Madman, the number one son of the Dark Temple, stretched his waist, his eyes flickered slightly, looking very casual.

He has such a temperament, as if he is not very interested in anything.

All he had on his mind was fighting.

"I'm thinking about Fang Fan."

Mo Tian said something silently, suddenly felt a little ambiguous, and then continued to add a few more words.

"This Fang Fan, I am afraid that he will really become the enemy of my Dark Temple in the future!"

"How lucky is the Temple of the Alliance of Light to recruit such a genius!"

"Why!"

"If this son is a member of my Dark Temple, within ten thousand years, our Dark Temple will be able to destroy the Light Alliance Temple."

"Now, isn't it true that the Temple of the Alliance of Light is more dangerous?"

Mo Tian exhaled a turbid breath, and as he spoke, there seemed to be a different kind of light flickering in his eyes.

There are obviously more things on my mind right now.

For a while, the various rhythms were also somewhat difficult to grasp.

Messy, I don't know what to say.

"Forehead……"

"Ten thousand years?"

"Master Saint, do you think too highly of our Dark Temple? Or do you underestimate Fang Fan?"

"If he is willing, the Dark Temple will surely perish within a hundred years."

The madman curled his lips, and then said seriously, what he said seemed to be the case.

Mo Tian: "???

WTF?

century?

This bastard, how did you talk? Can you speak?

It seems that if the Dark Temple is destroyed, how much benefit this guy can get!

What's going on in my head!

"You guy, you are not restrained!"

"If the Dark Temple is gone, what good can you get?"

"I admit that Fang Fan is not simple, but it hasn't reached this level yet?"

"A hundred years? For cultivators like us, it's just a moment!"

"Oh! What can he accomplish? It's ridiculous."

Mo Tian curled his lips with disdain.

In terms of ten thousand years, for a genius like Fang Fan, if he is allowed to grow like this, it is still possible.

century?

This time is too short.

"Why……"

"I knew you didn't want to hear it."

"But this kind of thing, you can't get it done if you don't want to listen."

"Just tell me, when you saw Fang Fan for the first time, what kind of character was he? Was there any strong man around him? I'm afraid even an ordinary quasi-demigod could suppress him at that time."

"But what about now? Only a few months have passed since the discovery of this sacred territory? Now he has grown to the point where even the first-class saints of our Dark Temple have to be taken care of. Doesn't that explain the problem?"

"For now, is Lord Saint enough to kill this Fang Fan?"

"It's only been a few months, and only His Holiness the Pope can suppress him in our Dark Temple."

"In a few years, do you think the Pope can still be his opponent?"

"Didn't you keep saying that he is the reincarnation of the true god?"

"True God... Even if it's just a reincarnated body, it's not something we mortals can match."

"He has great luck!"

"Aside from these illusory charms, there must be more and deeper things in him."

"I said so, do you understand?"

The madman shrugged and said calmly while talking.

While speaking, the endless brilliance in the pupils flickered, and all kinds of thoughts burst out in place, everything was silent.

With such a thought, he is stabbing in an all-round way bit by bit.

Rhythmic, unusually obvious.

When the stimulation is in place, everything will naturally become extremely vivid!

"hiss……"

"If you say that, it really makes sense."

"But if this is the case, wouldn't our Dark Temple be a dead end?"

"It may not be so urgent to seize the treasure. The most urgent thing now should be to kill this Fang Fan!"

"Otherwise it will definitely become a great disaster for our dark temple in the future."

Mo Tian's face darkened, this dark temple is equivalent to his own.

The Pope is his elder brother, and he is the first-class saint of the Dark Temple, almost in the role of second-in-command.

Standing in his position, he naturally did not want any changes to the Dark Temple.

At this moment, there are a lot of thoughts, the consciousness is gradually becoming messy in the mind, and the facial expressions are changing very vividly.

All of a sudden, various rhythms suddenly burst into place.

A wave of stimulation was in place, and my thoughts were completely messed up.

"Master Saint, you don't have to worry so much."

"As long as you don't provoke Fang Fan, he will most likely not take care of you, including the entire Dark Temple."

"If his pattern is just like this, then I don't even bother to look at him."

"Since he is the reincarnation of a true god, I'm afraid the thing on his mind is still wanting to go to God's Domain!"

"Well! As for the matter in the lower realm, for others, it may be like that."

"The so-called turf disputes, belief disputes, and interest disputes may be just a joke to others."

"Hehe, why do people bother with such a joke? This is the most insignificant thing."

"So...you don't have to worry about it!"

"let it go!"

"Master Saint, don't deliberately target Fang Fan in the future."

"Otherwise, it is really possible to bring disaster to the Dark Temple."

"With such an existence, it's fine if you don't make friends. Are you rushing to offend? Why bother? Are you making trouble for yourself?"

Madman yawned. He doesn't like to talk very much on weekdays, but once he does, it's basically the right thing to say.

The fact is here, sometimes it is really difficult to change.

Mo Tian, ​​the first-class saint in the Dark Temple, fell silent.

Originally, he wanted to follow up and refute a few words, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that every sentence of the madman was true.

"snort!"

"Anyway, he is also a member of the Temple of the Light Alliance. Even if he is the reincarnation of the true god, he is also the true god of the light camp!"

"The reincarnated body of such a true god cannot be used by our dark temple, so it can only be killed!"

"This should be a great feat, right?"

"If the true gods of the dark camp know that I killed the reincarnation of the true gods of the light camp, wouldn't it be a great achievement?"

"When the time comes, call me directly to God's Domain?"