Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

It can be said that this is the time when the morale of this protoss squad is the most inflated.

When they completely pressed over, Fang Fan and their battle came to an abrupt end.

Outsiders, what else is there to fight.

"What are they shouting about?"

"It seems to be talking to Fang Fan's little bastard?"

Ouyangtu, the first-class saint of the Temple of the Light Alliance, stepped back a few steps, his expression condensed for a moment.

"Fang Fan, this **** won't really serve the Protoss, right?"

"Damn it!"

"He won't really be the young master of the Protoss?"

"If it weren't for this, two demigods of the Protoss were always protecting him from the beginning."

"Now it's all right, there are two more Protoss weak demigods and a dozen Protoss quasi-demigods."

"What the **** do you want to do?"

"Whirring whirring!"

There was a rapid gasp, and the brows of Ouyangtu, the first-class saint of the Temple of Light Alliance, frowned, his eyes flickering, his complexion darkened to the bottom of the pot.

Not much else, the most important thing now is how to deal with the current situation?

Can't do nothing, right?

This will happen.

Now it is necessary to stabilize the situation and stabilize the mentality, this is the top priority!

"Are you sure Fang Fan is a member of the Protoss? Or the Young Master of the Protoss?"

"How did you know?"

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"When did he contact the Protoss?"

The dark temple first-class saint Motian looked aside, staring at Ouyang disciple fiercely at this moment, and directly believed what Ouyang disciple said at this moment.

The current situation is really too evil, now besides believing, there seems to be only believing?

Ok?

Otherwise, what else? Things are already like this, what else are you going to follow?

"This... I guessed it."

"But my guess is not without basis."

"Look, no one of us knows the language of the Protoss. Although we have captured many prisoners of the Protoss and are deciphering their language, we are limited to simple spoken language and cannot communicate with the Protoss at all."

"But Fang Fan has no obstacles when communicating with the Protoss."

"In addition, there are two weak gods around him who have been protecting him."

"Also, he went to the Tianlin City of the Protoss several times, but he didn't suffer any danger."

"You don't know how cruel these protoss are?"

"How can it be that simple if you want three in and three out in the city of the Protoss?"

"Now there can only be one explanation. This Fang Fan has taken refuge in the Protoss and has become a running dog of the Protoss."

"Or, he himself is a member of the Protoss, he just sneaked into the Guangming Academy because of a coincidence."

"Yeah! It must be so."

Ouyangtu, the first-class saint of the Temple of the Light Alliance, was talking, and then nodded frequently, saying that he even believed it.

Standing far away, Cao Ji heard this and almost breathed out of joy.

This sand sculpture...

Can I have more sand sculptures?

Fang Fan is the Young Master of the Protoss?

What are you thinking about?

He had personally seen Fang Fan slaughter on the head of Tianlin City.

I still don't understand this truth.

Cao Ji thought this in his heart, but now he just wants to quickly marginalize himself, so he dare not show it directly for the time being.

In all aspects, just focus on it, this is the most important thing!

Otherwise, isn't it too obvious?

This is not in line with his temperament.

Stability is the most necessary.

There are thousands of thoughts, and the consciousness is chaotically. The more you think, the deeper the feeling.

"Puff......"

There was a laugh, full of laughter.

Cao Ji didn't dare to talk nonsense, but for the first madman of the Dark Temple, it didn't matter, he didn't care about it.

Even if the Pope of the Dark Temple was in front of him, he dared to act recklessly.

"idiot."

The madman laughed a few times, then shook his head and cursed.

Although he didn't name him by name, all fools knew that this guy was obviously an Ouyang disciple.

Ouyangtu's face turned green in an instant.

What is going on with these young people now?

One by one, no sense of respecting the old and loving the young at all?

One is counted as one, they are all naughty!

Damn it!

"Magic Saint!"

"If the people in your dark temple can't manage well, this saint will take care of it for you!"

Ouyang said testily that he had to show his sense of existence.

"Sage Ouyang, why bother with a junior."

"You said that Fang Fan is a member of the Protoss. Isn't that justified?"

The first-class saint Motian of the Dark Temple shook his head, feeling that this matter was too drifting.

"A fool thinks Fang Fan belongs to the Protoss."

"At the beginning, on the wall of Yuanshi God City, who set up giant artillery to bombard those Protoss armies?"

"It can be said that if it hadn't been for Fang Fan's help, it was definitely not that simple to repel those Protoss armies."

"Ten thousand steps back and say, Fang Fan is really a member of the Protoss. He was able to bombard the mysterious giant cannon at Yuanshi Divine City. Now Yuanshi Divine City has fallen long ago, and everyone should have become lone ghosts!"

"Do you have any brains?"

"So there are these thoughts?"

"Stupid! So stupid!"

"I am completely speechless now, because there are really too many idiots now!"

"Anyone who has a bit of a brain can't think about it like this."

"Joke, really a joke!"

The madman shook his head and couldn't help laughing.

There is nothing terrifying about him, just a posture of crushing to the bottom.

Ouyangtu's face looked greener.

Jerk! It's all assholes.

All kinds of thoughts in my mind gathered in an all-round way, and my face was dark to the limit!

Those resentments in my heart can't be let go.

"Humph!"

"The ghost knows what idea Fang Fan was hitting!"

"It's absolutely no problem for these Protoss people to help him now."

"It's also possible that he had not been persuaded by the Protoss to surrender at the time, but he has now become a member of the Protoss."

"These, who can make it clear."

"What should we do now?"

"If Fang Fan hides behind those **** race demigods, how can we kill him?"

"I missed another great opportunity."

"Motian, if you were faster, Fang Fan would die!"

"If you hesitate, what can you do?"

"No matter how good a plan is, it must be destroyed in your hands!"

Ouyangtu, the first-class saint of the Temple of Light Alliance, gritted his teeth and couldn't help complaining to the Motian.

My heart is very upset right now, I have to find a direction to vent it, otherwise it would be really very uncomfortable that the resentment in my heart cannot be vented.

The more I think, the more messy my thoughts follow.

At this moment, his face was darkened to the bottom of the pot.

Fancy bells and whistles, total collapse!

"Blam me?"

"ridiculous!"

"If I don't come, you might have been scammed to death by Fang Fan's conspiracy!"

"Forget it if you are not grateful, but still resentful?"