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Chapter 2595: Two Possibilities

at the same time.

Chaos Mercenary Alliance, core hall.

The Emperor of War, Emperor of Destiny, Emperor of Madman and Emperor of Fantasy were all there, and a plain-looking face appeared on the light curtain next to it, which was Zhao Fan.

The five leaders looked at each other and smiled.

"The Shadow Pavilion is basically abandoned." The Madman Emperor said with a smile: "The teleportation array cannot cover such a large range, and the source card cannot be obtained."

"Brother Life, madman, thank you this time."

The Emperor of War was filled with emotion. After fighting with these two people, he had already become a brother-like relationship.

"Nonsense, except for the two of us, who is qualified to bully you?" The Emperor of Mind smiled and drank the glass of American wine. Then, he looked at Zhao Fan with admiration, "The step of the leader of Zhao Xiao is also very clear enough.

, secretly win over the other two-thirds of the source country, and then publicly announced together that it would catch Shadow Pavilion off guard and it would be too late to fight for blank territory."

Zhao Fan smiled and nodded, but then he said solemnly: "Everyone, I don't think it's too early to be happy."

Emperor Huanwu asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"First of all, the one-month period is coming soon." Zhao Fan said slowly: "It is not ruled out that Emperor Dark Wu and Emperor Jueying are angry and come to the decisive battle directly. Therefore, I hope Brother Ming and Brother Madman will be in time.

Pay attention to the movements of the alliance headquarters and open up space channels to support if there is any error."

"Um."

The Emperor of Life and the Emperor of Madman had no objection.

"What's the second?" Emperor Zhan asked Zhao Fan on the light curtain.

"That is, Emperor Dark and Emperor Jueying have surrendered their identities and appear in those source countries one after another." Zhao Fan said thoughtfully: "The vast majority of the lower-level monks have never seen the emperor before. Once they see it, they will see it.

, will be crazy. If those two people make any promises, they will make the lower-level monks devote themselves to their hearts. In other words, one-third of the territory of the inner chaos and one-percent of the creatures will become the traits of the Shadow Pavilion

. ""

When the four emperors heard this, their faces gradually became solemn.

The emperor was in a high position and stood at the perspective of the emperor, which determined that he would not think about this issue, so he ignored this point. In other words, he was spreading his faith personally.

Just imagine, the Emperor promised casually, even if he didn't say anything, he would make ordinary monks rather give up his past wealth and convenience and work hard for the Shadow Pavilion!

This will give Shadow Pavilion plenty of time to improve the configuration of all aspects of the control scope, and even without any profit!

"Can Han Wu and Jueying really bring down their faces?" asked the Madman Emperor hesitantly.

"It depends on whether they want to fight for a long time or decide quickly." Zhao Fan said analyzingly: "If it really happens, the other party will at most stabilize the situation. For us, it is not a bad thing. At least avoid it.

After all, what we lack is time.”

"right."

Emperor Huanwu agreed. She looked at Zhao Fan on the screen with great appreciation and thought to herself that this little guy is young but extremely smart. If he abandons his ordinary appearance, he will surpass his perfect existence.

And appearance is the least important factor for monks, not to mention that they are ordinary and not ugly, so there is no impact.

"By the way, Zhao Xiao Sect Master."

The Emperor of Mind looked at Zhao Fan with interest, "Did you think of a countermeasure for the half-year marriage to the imperial daughter?"

"I don't have a clue yet."

Zhao Fan shook his head with a wry smile, "Whether it is Yunmeng Museum or secretly smile, I don't want to marry you, because my wife who promised her family would no longer be flirting with you."

The Emperor of Phantom Dance burst into laughter and said, "Wife...were?"

"Well, there are not many, there are only six." Zhao Fan was a little embarrassed.

"What a love species, there are so many, it's not bad for Yunmeng Museum." Emperor Huanwu joked.

"I have something to do, let's go first."

Zhao Fan turned off the real-time light curtain in shame, leaning on the seat of the ancient hall, playing with the Xuemo Emperor Brick with a headache.

And at this moment.

Bai Lu came to the hall, and she blinked and asked, "Brother Zhao Fan, are there any wine?"

Zhao Fan widened his eyes, "You have drunk all that much?"

"I can't help drinking." Bai Lu rubbed her stomach aggrievedly.

"Fortunately, we joined forces with the Chaos Mercenary Alliance, otherwise our Ancient Sect will make you poor."
Chapter completed!
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