Chapter 1673

Nangong Lei thought in his heart, and his face couldn't help showing a sad color.

God is jealous of talent? Is that true?

"Open the portal..."

"Even if... Even if this little friend Fang fan has died, he also has supreme faith in the gods of light. We should bury him well!"

"Fang fan, I entrapped you!"

Nangong Lei clenched his teeth and closed his eyes silently, with endless regret in his heart.

"Hehe, I'm relieved that cardinal Nangong can say so!"

"Come on! Open the door! Take Fang fan's body out!"

Duanmuding strided forward with a smile on his face.

"Duanmu Ding! Pay attention to your words!"

"Fang fan, it's just possible that something has happened. Please speak carefully before things are clear!"

Nangong Lei's face was livid and his eyes angrily scolded.

Duanmu Ding chucked his mouth and didn't say anything more. He went directly to arrange for other clergy to open the only closed door.

"Hehe, it turned out to be a dead man. Such a dead man is also qualified to gamble with me? It's too much!"

"I don't know my strength, but I still want to be a believer in God. I'm ignorant!"

"This guy is dead, so I'm still the strongest!"

Haozhan, the son of the leader of Haotian Pavilion, suddenly stood up and stared at the pool of faith, with an excited look on his face.

"Brother meteor, now you see clearly? Fang fan, who you have always shown as an idol, is nothing more than that!"

"When people die, the lights go out and everything stops!"

"Those who dare to fight against me will come to no good end!"

Haozhan held his head high and was extremely proud and charming. As he spoke, there were more smiles on his face.

Hao meteorite, who was standing aside, first frowned, then looked at the position of the pool of faith, then shook his head silently and said, "brother, don't be complacent too early before the last moment..."

"Lord Fang fan didn't die so easily."

Haometeorite shrugged and said earnestly.

Although it is said that it has never happened to be trapped in the gate of the pool of faith, in haometeor's view, how can dragon and Phoenix among people like Fang fan suffer such treatment?

Yu Hao came from the meteor, and Fang fan belongs to the kind of existence with atmospheric luck. He is the son of Qi luck. How likely is it that a son of Qi luck will encounter such bad luck?

"Brother Chou! You are still as stubborn as ever!"

"Bastards are not enough to seek!"

"Your vision is still too narrow!"

"Three days! Do you really think that Fang fan is the true God? He can stay in the pool of faith for three days and three nights? You know how likely it is!"

"Besides, now even Duanmu said that there must be a corpse inside. Where on earth do you get confidence! Ignorance!"

Haozhan said proudly like a rooster, with more and more smiles on his face, his eyes frozen here, and the sound of inhaling became stronger and stronger.

"It's not surprising that Fang Fandian can do what others can't do!"

"If he died here, he would not be Fang fan!"

Haometeorite smiled silently and showed a firm look on his face. He still had this confidence.

At the moment, in haometeor's heart, Fang fan is the absolute God!

"Hum! Ignorant maniac! Let's wait and see! I'm afraid Fang fan has been dead for several days!"

"Fight me, that's the end!"

Hao Zhan drank coldly, and his eyes became more and more sinister.