Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

Standing at the entrance of the Temple of Faith, Chen Tianyuan couldn't help but see some drops of sweat on his forehead...

At the beginning, when Fang Fan successfully persisted in the pool of faith for ten hours, he was extremely excited, because Fang Fan had already finalized the tenth level of faith and the identity of a believer in God, and his future was bound to be limitless.

But now... it was pure panic, and this panic was tumbling in his mind, causing him to move around involuntarily.

Especially the surrounding cultivators are still talking about Fang Fan's accident again and again, which has increased Chen Tianyuan's psychological burden.

"My son-in-law, you must not have an accident..."

"You have something wrong, what can Shier do..."

"Hey...Actually, I know that without your protection, it would be difficult for my Chentian clan to survive the battle of Gods..."

"Xian-in-law...You are now the backbone of the entire Chentian Clan!"

Chen Tianyuan murmured, his eyes gradually becoming blurred...

"Chentian Patriarch, it's okay, he... maybe he has some trouble, but... but he will handle it! He can't have an accident! He is the miracle king!"

Tianhu Meier gritted her silver teeth, not knowing why, now she was panicked, and her eyes had gradually moistened while she was talking.

Thinking of the worst result, she felt that her life lost its color...

If there is no such guy, she will continue to return to the numb life before...

It seems that only by standing by his side can breathing be smooth...

...

"Archbishop Nangong, the waiting time has been long enough!"

"Haha...for one Fang Fan, the entire temple of faith has been closed for three days!"

"If this continues, the whole temple will be in chaos!"

"You also know that the hundreds of portals in these pools of faith are all placed in one, and they must be opened and closed at the same time..."

"Now that Fang Fan hasn’t come out, the Faith Pool in the Temple of Faith cannot be used at all, and naturally it is impossible to continue to test the faith level. If this trend continues, you and I can’t stand it! If the blame goes down, it’s not So easy to hold!"

"I'm pretty sure now that Fang Fan is dead! He died in the pool of faith! He can't hold it anymore! He is already cold!"

"For a dead person, it's totally unnecessary!"

"Open the door! This is something to do right now!"

Duan Muding, the acting cardinal of the Temple of the Bright Alliance, snorted coldly, an expression of excitement gradually appeared on his face, and there was a sense of excitement between his brows.

When Fang Fan died, the lumps in his heart were also removed, and there was no need to worry about any accidents in the future. All kinds of good things seemed to suddenly gather together.

Duan Muding glanced at the black-faced Nangong Lei, and felt inexplicably refreshed. He used to be crippled and congested. Now it is your turn!

Hearing Duanmuding's gloat, Nangong Lei was silent.

At first he had extremely strong self-confidence, and felt that Fang Fan would definitely be able to walk out of the portal of the pool of faith as a king, but now he panicked, he was really panicked!

I went there for three days... The last time I heard the news was at the end of the tenth hour...

After three days in the pool of faith, who would believe this?

"Could it be that the little friend Fang Fan really already..."

"Hey... a generation of Tianjiao, if it is gone, it will be the loss of the Temple of the Light Alliance, and even the loss of the Gods of Light!"