Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

What idea can he make?

Is it dead? Still sluggish?

He didn't want to die.

It is too shameful to choose to become a slave to surrender and become a war slave.

Taken together, these choices are not appropriate...

Of course, he no longer has the right to choose...Basically, he is in a cool state.

Relatively speaking, this is the situation!

And... this mysterious young man never gave him a choice from beginning to end...

Even...not even a question...they came up to death!

Seeing that the forces of the God Extinguish Society were wiped out little by little, the Buddha Sword as the president of the God Extinguishing Society was also extremely anxious!

"Vote... Vote..."

"Rather than being beaten to pieces and then choosing to surrender, it's better to leave yourself a little face..."

"At least... there is still a little hope!"

Futu Jian, the president of the Extinguishing God Society, silently closed his eyes, his eyes flashing with depression.

It's time to come, finally it's coming!

How powerful was the scene where the three major forces besieged the desert tribe? And now...death to death, drop to drop!

And he... will also enter this path!

Thinking of this, I feel full of sadness!

But at this time, I can't take too much into consideration...

"Your Excellency! Please stop attacking! All our members of the God of Destruction Society are willing to come down!"

The white flag was raised, and the voice of the Buddha Sword was slightly trembling.

It's hard to support a single tree, he can't hold it!

Say a thousand words and ten thousand... that's all fake! Now he can only feel this kind of sadness and helplessness...

Fang Fan soared high in the sky, the corners of his mouth rose silently...

Immediately waved his hand, indicating that the legions and heroes could cease fighting.

The final battle is over!

"My lord, I... can I not become a war slave... I am willing to be your vassal, I promise not to rebel, I am willing to sign the contract of God..."

The Futu Sword, the president of the God Extinguishing Society, walked tremblingly, his eyes flickering.

He is still making his final efforts, what if... what if it succeeds?

"Kill it!"

Fang Fan didn't have a word of nonsense, just waved his hand, extremely indifferent.

The body of Futujian, the president of the God Extinguishing Society, trembled...I am so...

I'm also a quasi-sage anyhow, can you give me some respect? I also want to enjoy the feeling of being respected, OK?

The Buddha Sword slowly raised his head, he saw the silver armored warrior walking over with a long sword, and he panicked...

"I am willing to be a war slave!"

"It is an honor for me to be an honorable war slave!"

"Please accept me, please!"

"I am willing to do my best for your honor! Nine deaths without regret!"

The Futu Sword, the president of the God Extinguishing Society, knocked his head on the ground, making a bang, his posture was quite full.

"I knew so, why do you have to talk nonsense?"

Fang Fan curled his lips and said, then took out a Quasi-Holy Grade War Slave Card...

"use!"

"Ding! Successfully used the Quasi-Holy War Slave Card and successfully conquered a supreme Quasi-Holy War Slave!"

Everything is a foregone conclusion!

Finally, after an inventory, there are as many as 100,000 cultivators who have surrendered to the Miserable God Society, the Brahma Clan, the Meteorite Clan, and other large and small forces...

Among them, two quasi-sages! They are the death of Brahma, the patriarch of the Brahma clan, and the Futu Jian, the president of the Deshen Society.

There are forty-seven low-level quasi-sages, intermediate quasi-sages, and high-level quasi-sages!

There are tens of thousands of practitioners in the Emperor Realm...

The rest are the cultivators of King Realm and True King Realm!

"Incorporate them all, war slave army!"

"The ancestor of the white evil is the commander of the war slave army!"

"The death of Brahma and the deputy commander of the slave army of the Buddha's sword!"