Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

Although this Ouyang disciple is a strong demigod, it seems very strong, but what about it?

The basic combat power of these foreigners is very poor.

Their strong demigods are not much different from the weak demigods of the Protoss. Maybe they are stronger than the ordinary weak demigods of the Protoss?

But these are not fixed, nor are they completely irreparable.

"Our whole army is dispatched."

"There are two weak demigods, ten quasi-demigods, and in addition, there are hundreds of extremely high-ranking saints."

"With such a lineup and fighting for life, I don't believe that I can't take down this powerful foreign demigod!"

"Everyone! The time has come to make contributions!"

"Don't hesitate!"

"All get active! All tremble!"

"Stab!"

"thrive!"

"War! War! War!"

The roar gradually came into place, as if to completely destroy everything in front of him.

There is a trace of madness and sullenness in the urgency.

Continue to stab forward, and the rhythm gradually becomes faster!

Once the cultivators of the Protoss in Tianlin City moved, they would be crazy killers.

The second-class **** general of Tianlin City, Qued, is even more desperate.

For him, if he could trade injury for injury, life for life, it would be extremely worthwhile!

That's what I thought in my mind, and that's what I did in the end.

In the depths of the eyes, killing intent gathered, as if to completely suppress everything around!

What you want is this crazy effect!

Spike! Continue to stab!

Light footsteps, surging consciousness!

The heart of invincibility, who is more to say!

"die!"

"die!"

"die!"

The second-class **** general of Tianlin City, Quide, retaliated against Ouyang disciple with all the grievances and anger.

Since the **** group of foreigners rushed out of the west gate he was defending, his life has not been better.

The Lord of the City can't wait to cramp him!

The reason why his head can still grow on his head now is purely because Lord City Lord still needs him to commit crimes and meritorious service, and he needs him to chase the treasure!

Had it not been for the fact that Tianlin City was now surrounded by Huangji City and Earth Evil City, and the troops were stretched, I'm afraid he would have slapped him to death.

Quid knew this very well in his mind.

To put it bluntly, his life was actually picked up.

Now that the time has come, don't talk nonsense, hurry up, and don't have any more accidents.

Can't stand it.

I really can't stand it now.

The thought of the chaos that might arise makes this feel restless in my heart.

The more I think about it, the more I can't hold it.

Facing the siege of two protoss weak demigods, eleven protoss quasi-demigods, and hundreds of high-ranking masters of the protoss, Ouyang disciples at this moment are also one head and two big ones.

Although he is a strong demi-god, but the besieged place has no power to resist.

Looking around, the rhythm is getting more and more disordered.

This mentality also seemed to collapse for a while.

I just couldn't figure it out in my heart.

His lips were trembling, and his face was speechless.

His face was dark, and the corners of his mouth twitched to the extreme!

Next, how to deal with it is the most important thing!

Can't you care about everything, right?

"Damn it!"

"Too difficult."

"One by one is like crazy."

"Go away! Go away!"

"Why bother!"

"call!"

"Get out... Get out!"

"Don't beat me alone!"

"With so many people, are you all blind? Can't you see?"

"asshole!"

Ouyangtu, the first-class saint of the Temple of the Light Alliance, had a dark face, and while talking, his face became more and more difficult to look.

At this moment, his eyes gradually drifted, his complexion as dark as the bottom of a pot.

The more I thought about it, the more upset this heart became.

Can't wait to stab directly in place.

Facing the fierce Quidd, Ouyang Tui gradually gained more injuries.

The point is that these protoss people can't communicate at all.

They don't understand what you yell at.

There are huge barriers to communication with each other.

These cultivators of the Protoss only know to fight like this while sullen their heads. As for the others that have nothing, they don't care at all, they just appear so invincible.

Real and clear.

The rhythm is getting more and more fierce!

Ouyang disciple is now saying that every day should not be called the earth is not working!

"Oh!"

"Good fellow."

"Boy Fang Fan, this trick makes it good!"

"Good! Excellent!"

"Divert the eyes of this group of bastards."

"Let them bite the dog."

"We picked it all out."

"Boy Fang Fan, have you settled on this idea a long time ago? It's been arranged long ago?"

"Ah!"

"No wonder I didn't panic at all!"

"I see!"

"I thought your kid was really going to be martyred!"

"At that time, I was worried to death!"

"It seems that I have fed the dog with this obsession."

"Nothing, your kid has made arrangements early in the morning, I'm worried about a hammer."

"But anyway, we'll be safe."

"By the way, teach this Ouyang disciple again, this guy is too capable of pretending!"

"I've seen this guy upset for a long time."

Bai Piao's words have never changed his tuberculosis attributes. At this moment, while talking, his lips muttered, his eyes flickered, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose, and his feelings became more and more deeply felt while speaking.

For a time, the rhythm gradually became invincible!

Very real and very clear.

"This...this situation is pretty good."

"It's just that the price is a bit high."

"Fang Fan bastard, you actually got the **** ladder?"

"Got it from the Protoss?"

"Hey!"

"It's a pity that I've been taken away by Ouyang Disciple now!"

"God ladder...that can create a way of God."

"With the **** ladder, even if there is only one section, it also represents the hope of becoming a god!"

"This will be of great benefit to your future path to becoming a god."

"It's gone now."

Xue Wanren, the deputy host of the Guangming Academy, sighed with deep emotion.

His eyes flickered, his thoughts fluttered, and his feelings gradually increased.

Not much else to say, this kind of thinking seems very appropriate for a while.

Extremely real!

"Really **** ladder, how can I be willing to throw it away as bait?"

"What Ouyang Tui got is fake."

"Now that he bears all the artillery fire for us, he deserves it."

"He is too greedy."

Fang Fan shrugged his hands around his chest, his face calm.

Fang Fan looked into the distance, and those Protoss powerhouses in Tianlin City couldn't deal with Ouyang.

As for the first-class saint Motian of the Dark Temple, standing by and watching the show at the moment, he has no intention of making a move.

When he noticed that Fang Fan was staring at him, Motian's eyes turned instantly, his eyebrows jumped up, his eyes flickered, his mouth twitched violently, and his thoughts were instantly disordered.

Unnaturally, Mo Tian felt that Fang Fan's eyes were very sharp, and he dared not look at him.