Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

This battle is over...

Needless to say other things naturally.

The whole situation is collapsed, what else can be said next.

The situation has pulled his hips, and the situation has taken a turn for the worse.

Just... nothing.

It seems from every aspect that the situation has stabilized.

The two gods of the protoss, Talha and Rugas, fled too fast, so they could not be tracked...

But the two gods and demigods left behind are basically a cool ending...

One was killed by Xiahou Xiaotian, the commander of the city guard of the city of Guangming.

The other was killed by Xue Wanren...

Kill two quasi-demigods at once! It's also a piece of merit!

In addition, the 30,000 protoss troops participating in the siege battle escaped with some luck, and all the rest were killed!

The breath of death invaded, and inexplicably made people feel a sense of panic in the bottom of my heart.

"call……"

"it's finally over……"

"This battle is really not easy..."

"Fight for so long..."

"Thank you... Thank you all..."

"If it wasn't for your help this time, the Seventh Academy of God City would have long been broken, then the cultivators of our Seventh Academy would naturally be slaughtered..."

"Everyone's kindness, I have written down Ji Lan!"

"In the future, if you have any requirements, as long as Ji Lan can do it, I will definitely not refuse!"

"Thanks...Thank you, everyone!"

Ji Lan, the dean of Tianwu Academy who is also the city lord of the Seventh Academy of God City, dragged his stump over, and while talking, he exhaled a suffocating breath, his eyes flickering, and all kinds of thoughts rushed to the extreme!

The thoughts at this moment gradually gathered in my heart, and the circles under my eyes gradually became red...

There was even a faint feeling of old tears.

"Dean Ji Lan, don't care so much, we just did what we should do..."

"The Seventh Court of Divine City is a barrier to the Bright God City. It has rescued the Seventh Court of God City, and to a certain extent it is also providing a barrier for the Bright God City..."

"So... you don't have to give this big gift..."

"We... can't bear it."

Xue Wanren, the deputy governor of Guangming Academy, stepped forward, and immediately helped Ji Lan up, calmly said.

Ji Lan squirmed her lips, then couldn't help but sigh slightly.

The various feelings in my heart increased, and the meaning of sighing increased.

Sometimes, all kinds of verbal expressions are particularly profound.

"Hey!"

"My disciple is back!"

"Speaking of being able to defend this city this time, my disciple has made a great contribution!"

"My apprentice is shrewd and capable..."

"My disciple is definitely a good disciple..."

The yelling followed more, Tai Shu Jie, clutching his chest, walked forward with excitement, while talking, the eyebrows were fully raised, and the gesture on his face was fully revealed...

There were so many battles before, especially when dealing with the Protoss quasi-demigod, Tai Shu Jie was seriously injured.

But now it's just like a okay person coming over to brag.

His disciple is so powerful, he, as a master, naturally has to boast!

And if such a good opportunity to act like this is really missed, wouldn't it be a pity?

"My disciple has such an achievement, mainly because I train and train well..."

"Hey……"

"To be honest, in this regard, I'm really not bragging..."

"Hey... the best thing my uncle Jie has done in this life is to take this kid as an apprentice..."

"This kid has completely inherited my ability and perseverance..."

Tai Shu Jie flushed, and while talking, his eyes flickered, and the whole person became airy.

Such thinking and feelings are naturally not something that can be expressed at will in a few words.

Invisibly followed by becoming airy...

The posture is surging, the mind is bursting!

Cool! How can it be a cool word!

"okay……"

"You don't always boast about selling melons..."

"It's really...what's going on..."

"Fang Fan can become a talent, what does it have to do with you?"

"Do you really think I don't know how much strength do you have in it?"

"Even if you are asked to be the detective, can you do that?"

"Ten thousand elite gods were killed by Fang Fan and the hundreds of people around him..."

"hiss……"

Xue Wanren, deputy chief of Guangming Academy, squirmed his lips, his eyes trembled...

At the moment the word in my heart is thinking, the mind is rushing to the extreme...

What's more to say about this.

All kinds of thoughts gathered in the heart, and the brains were buzzing...

I've been fighting **** battles with the gods and demigods before, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

After checking it carefully now, Xue Wanren was completely stunned.

My apprentice...too tough!

Even if you are a little bit wild...

One hundred people destroyed ten thousand gods...

If you convert according to this ratio, how do you feel that these people on your side are so wasteful?

The more I think about it, the more it feels like this, and my brain buzzes with me, and I don’t even bother to say many other words...

Nothing...

The 500,000 city guards of the Guangming God City, the hundreds of thousands of practitioners who participated in the war in the Seven Academy God City, plus the thousands of teachers and students from the Guangming Academy...

In total, 20,000 gods were killed...

"Master."

"Deputy Palace Master..."

"Commander Xiahou..."

"Dean Ji Lan..."

Fang Fan stepped forward and greeted each other with a smile.

As for Cao Ji, the supervising envoy of the Guangming God City Guard Army who stood behind Xiahou Xiaotian, Fang Fan directly ignored it.

Fang Fan's principle is that people respect me one foot, and I respect others.

But if someone else comes over to engage in those bells and whistles, then I'm sorry, and I will fight back with all my strength, just go up and beat.

After all, it's such a gesture.

Surging to the extreme! Don't panic at all!

Caught it is pounding!

"came back……"

"This time...the harvest is not small..."

Xue Wanren glanced at Bai Piao behind Fang Fan. This guy was too arrogant. He carried a huge sack directly in his storage ring...

And from time to time, I still chant some special numbers in my mouth...

"Forehead……"

"Just like that..."

Fang Fan shrugged and said calmly.

What to say and do at this time, I always feel a sense of boring.

It is necessary to speak calmly.

"Tell me honestly, are the several loud bombardments in the Protoss army caused by you?"

"Also... when the Protoss army first arrived, there were still forty to fifty thousand troops, but when it launched an attack on the Seventh Court God City, why was there 30,000 left?"

"Where did the remaining 10,000 protoss soldiers go?"

"Does the Protoss have some terrifying conspiracy?"

"These are too crucial..."

"If the Protoss really has any conspiracy, it must be prepared in advance to be..."

Xue Wanren frowned, his expression nervous, and his expression became more solemn as he spoke.