Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

Jian Ming let out a roar, but it is a pity that none of these divine swords on the seventh floor of the sword grave are willing to tremble...

This shows that his kendo aptitude has not been favored by these divine swords at all...

Jianming's complexion turned red, and then he rushed madly, stubbornly holding one of the supreme quasi-sacred swords, and craziness in his eyes leaked out...

This madness comes from the heart!

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Sword Tomb, the eighth floor.

"Seven-star emperor-level sword pressure..."

"It's okay..."

Fang Fan felt it a little, nodded secretly and said.

"Master, I have reached the limit!"

"Master, me too!"

"Master, I can't do it anymore..."

Galen, Wei Jia and Nie Yan stepped forward at the same time, showing helpless expressions.

They relied on the bonus of God's position to break through all the way to here, and now they have reached the extreme, reaching the limit, and they are beginning to be unable to hold it!

To a certain extent, it’s not surprising...

"It seems that although the position of the gods has a bonus effect on rushing into the sword mound, this effect is also limited..."

"Like this, it's almost at the limit."

Fang Fan squinted his eyes and thought to himself.

"Gai Lun is a ninth-class god, Weijia is an eighth-class god, and Nie Yan is a seventh-class god..."

"Although the levels are different, the level of the gods is not too high after all..."

"I sit on the position of Desolate God, and I don't feel anything from beginning to end... and I can continue to charge towards the highest level of the sword grave, which is the ninth level..."

Fang Fan nodded to himself, a look of relief appeared on his face.

At this moment, it was the performance of fighting to the extreme!

"As for Xiaoxiao...her God Slaughter Spirit Body is much stronger than I thought!"

"It has been proved through practice that a seventh-class **** is not comparable..."

Fang Fan thought to himself, and thought to himself.

"Although there are holy swords on the eighth floor, there are only a few handles... and the level doesn't seem to be very high..."

"But when it comes to the ninth floor, all of them are holy ranks, with different levels..."

"This is a goal that can be fully charged!"

Fang Fan squinted his eyes and looked at the ninth floor of the Jian Tomb...

"Xiaoxiao, climb the best with me!"

Fang Fan smiled slightly and looked at Yun Xiaoxiao.

"Brother Fan... Xiaoxiao doesn't want to walk anymore! Carry Xiaoxiao on your back!"

Yun Xiaoxiao leaned into Fang Fan's arms directly and said in a coquettish tone.

Fang Fanton felt helpless, this girl's energy was much better than him! Purely I want to find someone to carry...

Before Fang Fan could speak, Yun Xiaoxiao had leaned on Fang Fan's back, and then hugged Fang Fan's neck tightly, with a sweet smile on his face.

For this, Fang Fan can only do it to the end!

Fang Fan walked a little bit, and the eighth floor of the Jian Tomb suddenly vibrated...

Whoosh whoosh...

The divine sword on the eighth floor of the sword tomb suddenly rushed to Fang Fan's side, blocking Fang Fan's path...

Dozens of divine swords block the way together, it looks very strange...

"Excalibur blocking the way... interesting..."

"It always feels like they want me to accept them..."

"The Excalibur is alive, it seems that there is some imploring meaning?"

Fang Fan squinted his eyes and thought to himself that just as he was thinking about it, three divine swords suddenly penetrated horizontally, directly avoided the other divine swords, and then stayed in front of Fang Fan...

These three swords are the three most precious holy swords on the eighth floor of the sword mound!