Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

People do not die for themselves!

All you have to do now is to quickly pick yourself out.

As long as you fight in the dark, it has nothing to do with me.

I just need to save my own life.

This is the purpose of Cao Ji at the moment.

He felt that his small request should not be excessive, right?

The momentum is already here, the others have nothing, what can I say?

Rhythm... The key is that the rhythm must be steady.

Relatively speaking, this is the top priority!

As for the others, let him continue to mess up slowly.

Snapped!

What Cao Ji ushered in was a loud slap and a fierce look.

"Asshole!"

"You mean this saint will lose here?"

"What the **** are you talking about!"

"damn thing!"

"Are you afraid that this saint's defeat will affect you?"

"Your wishful thinking is very good!"

"Bastard stuff!"

"If I don't take care of you today, I really think I'm a character!"

"Dogs like you dare to be arrogant in front of me!"

"This saint let you stay here as an audience, that's your honor!"

"There is no place for you to bargain!"

"Stay here for me! Don't go anywhere!"

"Witness the brilliance of this saint!"

"If you dare to escape, you will be killed!"

Ouyangtu, the first-class saint of the Temple of Light Alliance, gritted his teeth and hummed coldly.

Present this attitude is particularly resolute!

Some of the others don’t, what can I say?

Nonsense! It makes no sense at all!

This is the end of the matter, and there must be a decay-like aura!

When Cao Ji was beaten, he didn't dare to talk nonsense, he could only murmur his lips, his eyes fluttering.

A heart is messy to the extreme, the rhythm is messy, and the mind is extremely loose.

"Initially, I didn't think Ouyang Tuo would lose, but I just made some preparations in advance."

"But seeing this guy so anxious and depraved, and then looking at the opposite Fang Fan, he was very calm from beginning to end."

"As a result, this Ouyang disciple might really be cold."

"I have a very bad feeling."

"call!"

"My hunch seems... as if nothing has gone wrong."

"Especially on such big things."

"If this Fang Fan is so easy to deal with, it would be impossible for him to return safely to the Protoss city for several times."

"And every time I go, I get stronger."

"These... these are all for a reason."

"Whirring whirring!"

"Now... now these things must... be under control."

"I have to be ready at all times."

"Once you see that the momentum is wrong, just run away."

Cao Ji shrank his neck, his eyes flickering slightly.

I thought to myself, my thoughts gradually rushed in my mind.

The more I think about it, the more I feel like this.

His complexion was flushing at the moment, everything was said.

The rhythm of pulling the hips is gathering frantically at this moment.

Slowly, the feeling is coming!

"okay!"

"Any last words?"

"speak out!"

"But I will definitely not help you complete your last words!"

"Ha! Hahahaha!"

"They all say that you are the reincarnation of the true god."

"I don't think so!"

"If you can really punish the reincarnation of the true god, this is also a great honor!"

"Enough to be dazzling for a lifetime!"

"Others are terrified of you because they suspect that you are the reincarnation of the true god."

"but I do not know how."

"To me, you are nothing!"

"At a glance, that's it."

"Is the true **** really omnipotent?"

"If that's the case, you won't end up here!"

"Success!"

"Today, my Ouyang disciple also came to experience the thrill of killing God!"

Ouyangtu, the first-class saint of the Temple of Light Alliance, gritted his teeth, and as he spoke, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter. At this moment, he was panting, his lips were frantically wailing, his thoughts surged in his mind, and his hands were closed. The endless rhythm is completely collapsed, everything is said without saying.

At this moment, everything in front of you is to be completely torn and clean!

Only in this way can we reflect that boundless sense of pleasure!

"Hahaha!"

"It's so lively here!"

"Sage Ouyang, why be so impatient!"

There was a burst of laughter in the distance, and then two figures appeared in front of everyone.

The dark temple first-class saint Motian.

The first madman of the dark temple.

The two came together.

This game is getting more and more interesting.

"Unexpectedly, I would cause many people to follow along."

Fang Fan raised his eyebrows, and while talking, his face showed a hint of sarcasm.

...

"Motian?"

"What are you doing?"

"You follow me?"

Ouyangtu, the first-class saint of the Temple of Light Alliance, gradually darkened, and his face looked very ugly when he spoke.

He is not a fool, he knows exactly what happened right now.

He had just come out to intercept Fang Fan, and the devil's back foot came, it must not be accidental.

Moreover, Ouyang was especially cautious when he left the Yuanshi God City, but he did not expect that 2 still exposed his whereabouts.

In this way, this Motian had arranged people to pay attention to his movements early!

As soon as Motian came, he wanted to punish Fang Fan, and there was an extra layer of haze!

"Brother Ouyang, don't say things so badly!"

"What is tracking?"

"Speaking of stalking, it was your brother Ouyang who took the lead in the other party's little friend Fan Fan."

"Little friend Fang Fan is such a talented person, you don't care about the Temple of the Light Alliance, you, the first-class saint of the Temple of the Light Alliance, actually came here to intercept him!"

"Hey!"

"It's no wonder that your Temple of the Light Alliance has not been very motivated these years!"

"Now it seems that this is the reason?"

"Little friend Fang Fan is such a talented person, that is the greatest wealth of our allies!"

"Little friend Fang Fan has spared no effort in fighting the Gods of War, with outstanding merits, how can he be lost to the hands of treacherous men?"

"It's fine if the sage doesn't see it. Once the sage sees this thing, it's impossible to just ignore it!"

"If you really sit back and ignore it, what will it be? Isn't it the same as the traitor?"

"Little friend Fang Fan, what my Dark Temple trusts most is a true hero like you!"

"If Fang Fan could come to my dark temple, how great it would be!"

"Hey!"

"If my dark temple has such a talented person as Fang Fan, it can be worth a million elite!"

"Little friend Fang Fan alone is enough to hold up half the sky of my dark temple!"

The first-class saint Motian of the Dark Temple was talking, and then slowly brought in his own will and rhythm.

What this said was all flattery.

I have to say that this is indeed a good player in MLM.