Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

Dongguo Shengzhe directly uttered contempt. If he can't do it himself, he still allows others to create miracles?

If you can't speak, just shut up. What do you mean by talking nonsense?

Feel comfortable like this? Feel this cool? Would you still feel inexplicably refreshed to say these words?

It's ridiculous! Extremely despicable!

In any case, the gods of the dark camp are now fighting against the practitioners of the temple of the Light Alliance. If you don't say support, you can't fall into the trap, right?

Dong Guo Shengzhe walked a few steps silently, don't know why, seeing Dong Guo Shengzhe like this, he felt a sense of nausea inexplicably.

On the battlefield ahead, facing Fang Fan, who looked no panic, the **** of plague Zagus became increasingly irritable.

This is obviously a dark **** whose mental state is not very good, in other words, the psychology has been distorted and abnormal...

I want to watch others surrender thoroughly in front of me, so that he will feel comfortable!

Once he is suppressed by others, he will feel extremely angry, and even murderous.

I have to say that such a posture is simply not too real.

This guy is likely to be suppressed too much on weekdays, and he doesn't mix well in the circles above, so he just wanted to come here to find a sense of existence.

But who knows that Fang Fan doesn't kill him at all...

This deeply stimulated his self-esteem.

"Roar!"

"Little **** of the bright camp!"

"Today I tell you what cruelty is!"

Booming...

A trace of the **** of plague suddenly broke out, and then bursts of thunderbolts in the clear sky, and then, countless dark green gases gradually gathered...

The dark green gas gradually escaped, and the surrounding trees were swallowed up in an instant, directly corrupting...

These dark green gases seem to have terrifying poisonous gas that makes people unconfident...

"The plague comes from heaven!"

Whoosh whoosh...

In the roar of the **** of the plague, the dark green poisonous gas suddenly gathered together, forming a poisonous gas cluster...

There is a terrifying power in it.

"This...this momentum...this power...at least...at least it has an attack power above the Seven-Star Sanctuary..."

"No... this kind of attack power reaches the eight-star sanctuary... soon... it's about to break through to the nine-star sanctuary-level saint..."

"It's horrible... Just a trace of the **** of plague can make such a big movement, and the power of the true **** is really unlimited..."

"Hehe, at this moment, there is a trace of the **** of plague, I am afraid that only a powerful existence under the crown of the pope can resist, but there is no supreme power in the nine-star sanctuary-level holy state..."

"If so, all hopes will be completely ended?"

"It's a pity...it's a pity, but the matter is here, there is no way..."

"Fang Fan's prophecy of God Slaughter may never be realized."

"Sorry to return to regret, the current situation is beyond our control..."

Everyone looked at the current situation, and no one would think that Fang Fan could survive such a terrorist attack.

This is the power to approach the Lord...

Even an eight-star sanctuary realm can't bear it!

At this moment, Fang Fan is not even in the Sanctuary, just a high-level quasi-saint, the gap between them is not too big...

It can even be said that this is the gap!

Fang Fan's gaze scanned the surroundings, and the corners of his mouth raised silently...