"Plan?"
When Roya said such a word, the first reaction was Nero, who had been quietly standing aside and constantly releasing the beast.
Then Nero turned his head, looked at Roya, and spoke coldly, as if in confirmation.
"Once you do this, the church and even the association will not let you go. It is bound to destroy you at all costs. Do you have this awareness?"
Would anyone familiar with Nero be surprised to see this?
After all, the dead apprentice, who regards life as a weed and does not carry any human feelings like a machine, is the tenth dead disciple among the twenty-seven ancestors. He even warns about one thing.
We can imagine how serious the consequences will be.
But Roya didn't care that much.
"Anyway, as long as I get Bai Ji, it's not a problem whether it's Church hounds or association garbage!"
Roya clenched her fist and her expression became terrible.
"Just stay here and buy me time. Don't play tricks on me!"
With these words, Roya suddenly turned around and, with amazing physical ability, jumped into the air and landed on the roof of the unfinished building.
We can see this clearly in the crowd.
"It's you who invited me to come here. What etiquette is it to leave the object of invitation and leave alone?"
"In these eight hundred years, you have really lived to be a dog."
With such words, Fang Li Dang even wanted to catch up.
However, at this time, the surrounding herds of animals suddenly stopped down, so that a head of continuous pounce on the side of the beast are stagnant.
Then, the head of the beast is suddenly turned into a group of black mud, gathered together, formed a black debris flow, storm into the square.
During this period, the debris flow will even roll over.
A pair of ice blue magic eyes flashed in the square, but without any hesitation, they rushed forward to meet the violent debris flow.
The moon blade in the hand, along the crack like dead line, once again turned into a galloping silver light and cut it in the past.
"Puff!"
In the tearing sound like silk, the black mud rock flow was cut in half like a broken wave.
The sky above the sheltered construction site was exposed to the eyes of Fangli again.
However, the figure of Roya has completely disappeared.
Instead, on the roof of the unfinished building, high dead men in black coats stood facing the wind, looking down at the square.
On the face of steel like ruthlessness, there is only indifference.
Looking at Nero in the direction of ROA's disappearance, Fang Li narrowed his eyes and met Nero's line of sight.
"Are you going to stop me?" Fang Li said, "can you do it now?"
Nero was silent.
Because Nero knew it.
Now the self, to the top of the words, it is only a dead end.
"A part of the power was taken away by Roya, and I killed a lot of the beast factor in my body, and I couldn't recover it."
"How much more can you do now?"
This is where Nero is.
If Nero in his heyday was the tenth highest dead disciple of the twenty seventh patriarch, then now Nero is afraid that even the weakest ancestor can defeat him?
Although still stronger than the general vampire, do not know how much, but for Fang Li, has no threat.
In terms of the hierarchy of the god space, Nero is undoubtedly the third level.
However, now Nero's words, it is estimated that only the fourth level of extreme combat effectiveness?
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