Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

There is no way now.

You can only fight to the death!

If there is no such sudden pressure behind him, the Protoss may still be able to continue to linger, and then seek the opportunity to stab.

But now, the opportunity has completely disappeared.

I can only grit my teeth and go crazy!

This road is full of thorns and swamps, but there is no choice but to rush!

Originally there were only 20,000 left in the Protoss army, and its strength was severely insufficient. Now, if another 10,000 were transferred, it would basically be equivalent to exposing the remaining 10,000 remnants to the enemy's encirclement...

The third-class **** of the Protoss General Talha rubbed his lips, and his lips were directly torn. At this moment, his heart was shaking, and endless resentment and anger could not help springing up in his heart!

But now, I can only hold back.

Can't help but lay the corpse on the spot...

The more I think about it, the more cold sweat on my forehead, the more panic in my heart...

Naturally, there is nothing to say about the rest.

Nothing...

Everything will be completely shattered!

The end is also eternal life!

"Kill!" (Protoss language)

"kill!"

"kill!"

"Rugas! You trash! How come now even your opponent can't solve it!"

"You can't handle a foreigner who is not even a demigod?"

"Hurry up and solve your opponent! Come and help!"

"We have no chance!"

Talha glared at Rugas, who was fighting Tai Shujie and Wu Meiling, and couldn't help snarling.

From Talha's point of view, he felt that if he played on the field, perhaps the battle would have been resolved long ago.

This waste should be verbally abused!

It's really impossible not to scold!

The more I think about it, the more angry!

The more I think about it, the more painful my brain hurts. At this moment, the madness in my heart erupts to the extreme, and my excited heart trembling hands, everything is silent!

If the others don't, naturally there is no need to get involved.

In the end, it's nothing.

The madness at the moment has always been so appropriate!

"Damn it!"

"That woman in the quasi-demi-god state is fine. Although she is in the demi-god state, she has average combat power..."

"But this man of the Supreme Saint Realm is really like a dog skin plaster, it's too difficult!"

"Damn! I've tried my best to fight, but... But the truth is such a result, what can I do!"

"Huh...huhuhu...I don't want to be like this either!"

"Bastard stuff!"

"die!"

Rugas, the third-class **** of the Protoss, didn't see the whole battle clearly at this moment. At this moment, he naturally felt extremely anxious in his heart, but what about it?

Doesn't this matter seem very complicated?

The more you do it, the harder it gets...

Rugas fixed his eyes on Tai Uncle Jie, and Wu Meiling, the deputy governor of Guangming Academy, had already given up.

As long as you kill the man in front of you and the other woman wants to kill it, it's too easy!

"Fight against the great Protoss warrior, you...must die!" (Protoss language)

"We have nothing to lose..."

"If you want to come back, you must have a quick fight!"

"Die!"

"Roar!"

Rugas let out a roar like a beast, and then he rushed over frantically, and the endless fighting power broke out!

The explosive desire is rampant at this moment! The feeling of burst condenses at this moment! The burst of sprint power is trembling!

Such feelings are completely exploded!

Burst to the extreme!

boom……

Bang bang bang...

The sound of collision is endless, and the intensity of death is astonishing!

Uncle Tai was hit hard...

"cough……"

"call……"

"Ahem..."

"Pooh……"

"puff……"

Tai Uncle Jie was vomiting blood out, and at least half of the blood was solid. These solids were obviously the remains of various organs in Tai Uncle Jie's body.

Every time Tai Shujie took a step, his body would tremble.

Tai Shujie has done an excellent job against the Protoss of the Semi-God Realm with the cultivation base of the Supreme Sovereign Realm!

Even half of the Protoss quasi-semi-divine realm powerhouse could not do this step.

Wu Meiling, the deputy governor of Guangming Academy, bit her red lips, and she felt endless shame in her heart...

She is a dignified quasi-demigod, and she is not as powerful as Tai Shujie, the supreme saint...

In all fairness, if she had withstood that level of offense, she would have collapsed long ago.

"As expected to be the man I fancy..."

"Sure enough, not ordinary people!"

"If you can cross the Daoquan Semi-God Realm, I am afraid that even Deputy Palace Master Xue Wanren will not be your opponent..."

"This quasi-demigod of the Protoss should have been opposed by me..."

"I can't cheat you..."

"So... let me continue to fight..."

Wu Meiling whispered to herself, and then she flew directly in front of Uncle Jie, and continued to fight against Rugas, the third-class **** of the Protoss...

The two complemented each other, each holding on for a short period of time really dragged Rugas...

The more Rugas hits, the more irritable he gets, and the tricks become messier, and then he feels like he's stuck in a quagmire.

This feeling made him feel particularly bored!

He wants to end the battle here soon, and go to other places to preside over the battle early!

The Protoss army has fallen into an absolute disadvantage here.

It really doesn't work if you don't control it.

But the more you think about it, the more complicated the situation becomes.

...

Of the 20,000 remaining troops of the Protoss, 10,000 temporarily separated and went out to attack Fang Fan.

The remaining 10,000 cramped around the Seventh-Institute God City, began to be jointly suppressed by the 500,000 guards of the Guangming God City, the practitioners of the Guangming Academy, and even the Seventh-Institute God City...

His eyes were being wiped out little by little.

Although the protoss soldiers are elite, but a gap of one to one hundred is enough to completely destroy them!

The overall situation is here, and other things naturally needless to say.

As long as the situation is controlled, there is no difficulty in formalizing it.

As for the ten thousand gods soldiers dispatched, he turned around and started to charge desperately...

Their goal is the magnificent cannon in front of them!

This cannon must be killed!

Their speed seems to be fast...fast...

"Set the fire..."

"Indiscriminate bombing..."

"Bayless, it seems that the God of Extinction Artillery Corps has an exclusive skill for the Corps, right?"

Fang Fan's eyes lit up, and he asked subconsciously.

Bayless nodded, and Fang Fan directly started to check.

"Deshen Artillery Corps (evolvable

"Level: Lower Sanctuary Level"

"Number: Twelve"

"Commander: Bayless"

"Skills: Thousand-mile bombing, full aiming, power increase!"

"Exclusive Legion Skill: Ten Company Shelling!"

"Loyalty: One Hundred"

"Ten consecutive cannons: Fill ten Desperate Cannons at once, and you can finish them all in the next minute without reloading! Cooling time is twenty-four hours!"

...

[Ten consecutive shelling]...

Fill ten Desperate Cannons at once...

Finished in one minute...

This treats the cannon as a submachine gun...