Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

Seeing that the eighth hour was about to pass, everyone took a breath, and their hearts hung up. At this moment, the staleness in their hearts became more and more intense.

Even more excited than the person involved...

The seventh hour and fifty-nine minutes...

Click... Click...

Suddenly a door slamming sound came from the door of a pool of faith, and the surrounding door frames also tremblingly sounded. Everyone's eyes gathered here, and at the same time, each showed excitement...

They know very well that the scene they want to see will soon be presented to them...

boom……

The door was completely opened, and a blood man appeared...

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood was spit out from the **** man's mouth... the whole person's eyes trembled.

Because the blood man is completely wrapped in blood, he can't see the specific face at all, but some people with better observation ability have already remembered who entered the relevant portal...

"The one going in this portal seems to be the son of the Haotian Pavilion pavilion master Hao Zhan..."

"Zhi... has the decisive battle been won? This guy came out first? It's cold... The million star core is blocked... This guy is considered to be on his back."

"Haha... this guy is really unlucky..."

"Puff... Seven hours and fifty-nine minutes... This guy persisted for seven hours and fifty-nine minutes. Almost... almost survived eight hours. After eight hours, that's eighth level of faith! Now this... only It can be the seventh level of faith..."

"I'm going, it's really a blood loss! Looking at his blood-stained appearance, I don't know what torture suffered inside... I'm afraid it's just to last so much longer, but I didn't expect it to end up..."

"Duhu Naihe... If you are unlucky, drinking cold water will make your teeth..."

"Although the seventh-level faith is also very powerful, there is still a gap compared with the eighth-level faith..."

"Who said no... Damn... It's been eight hours... The last Fang Fan... is going to be rated as an eighth level of faith, so I am envious of it!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Brother, is this a question of luck? People rely on faith. They have supreme faith in the gods of light, and they are the supreme believers! If you don't have those selfish thoughts, if your faith level is high enough, as for this?"

"Hey... a proper life winner!"

...

Hao Zhan collapsed in a pool of blood. In order to be able to win the bet, to be foolproof, to be able to step on Fang Fan's upper position and become the most beautiful existence, he persisted to the limit...

But after the limit? What happened to him?

It was an undisguised sneer!

The sarcasm is about to explode his brain, and his eyes have completely turned blood red...

At this moment, he can't even move slightly.

"Seven hours and fifty-nine minutes..."

"Why! Why! Why is it so close!"

"I have worked so hard, why can't I succeed..."

"If... if that **** Fang Fan does not appear today, I will be the focus of the audience! They should all cast admiration and admiration towards me, I will become the **** of the temple, the core training object!"

"I will go straight up all the way..."

"Now everything is gone!"