Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

This kind of thing has happened frequently.

The top priority is to ensure the safety of everyone in Guangming Academy.

Continue to sail forward, the rhythm gradually picks up.

...

At the same time, the speed of the first-class saint of the Dark Temple, Motian, appears to be faster.

Seize the treasures of heaven and earth, only in an instant.

If it's too late, the treasure may be taken away by others.

It's just that on the way, he always seemed a little restless, and his eyes flickered from time to time, as if he was considering a lot of things.

"Master Saint, what are you thinking?"

The first **** child of the Dark Temple, the madman stretched his waist, his eyes flickered slightly, and he looked very casual.

He has such a temperament, as if he is not very interested in anything.

There was only a fight in his mind.

"I'm thinking of Fang Fan."

Mo Tian silently said a sentence, and suddenly felt a little ambiguity, and then continued to add a few more sentences.

"This Fang Fan, I am afraid that he will really become the enemy of my dark temple in the future!"

"How is the luck of the Temple of Light Alliance so good, it has actually recruited such a genius!"

"Hey!"

"If this son is from the Temple of Darkness, within 10,000 years, our Temple of Darkness will be able to destroy the Temple of Light Alliance."

"Now, isn't it more dangerous for the Temple of Light Alliance?"

Mo Tian exhaled a turbid breath, and as he spoke, there seemed to be a different kind of bright light in his eyes that flickered slightly.

There are obviously more things on my mind right now.

For a time, the various rhythms were not well grasped.

Messy, I don't know.

"Forehead……"

"Ten thousand years?"

"Master Saint, do you think too highly of our Dark Temple? Or do you underestimate Fang Fan?"

"If he is willing, the Dark Temple will surely perish within a hundred years."

The madman pouted, and then said in a serious manner, what he said quite like that.

Devil: "???

WTF?

century?

This bastard, how did you talk? Can you speak?

It seems that if the Dark Temple perishes, how much benefit this guy will get!

What's going on in my head!

"You guy, don't be restrained!"

"If the Dark Temple is gone, what can you get?"

"I admit that Fang Fan is not simple, but it hasn't reached this level yet?"

"A hundred years? For cultivators like us, it's just a moment!"

"Oh! What can he achieve? It's ridiculous."

Mo Tian pouted, with a look of disdain.

In terms of ten thousand years, for a genius like Fang Fan, if he is allowed to grow like this, there is still a certain possibility.

century?

This time is too short.

"Hey……"

"I knew you didn't want to listen."

"But this kind of thing, it's not that you can finish it if you don't want to hear it."

"Just say, when you saw this Fang Fan for the first time, what kind of character was he? What kind of strong man was around him? I'm afraid even an ordinary quasi-demi-god could suppress him at that time."

"But now? It's only been a few months since this land of the gods was discovered? Now he has grown to the point where even our first-class saints of the dark temple have to take care of him. Does this still explain the problem?"

"For now, is the saint enough to kill this Fang Fan?"

"It's only been a few months, and in our dark temple, only the Pope can suppress him."

"In a few years, do you think His Majesty the Pope will still be his opponent?"

"Didn't you keep saying that he was the reincarnation of a true god?"

"True God...Even if it's just a reincarnated body, it's not something that ordinary people like us can match."

"He has great luck on him!"

"Aside from these ethereal charms, there must be more and deeper things in him."

"I said that, do you understand?"

The madman shrugged, talking, followed by frankly.

As he spoke, his eyes flickered endlessly, all kinds of thoughts burst into place, and everything was silent.

Such an idea is making an all-out thrust bit by bit.

The rhythm is very obvious.

When the stimulation is in place, everything will naturally become very clear!

"hiss……"

"If you say that, it makes sense."

"But if this is the case, isn't our dark temple a dead end?"

"It may not be so urgent to seize the treasure. The most urgent thing now should be to kill this Fang Fan!"

"Otherwise, it will surely become a great disaster for our dark temple in the future."

Mo Tian's face sank, this dark temple is equivalent to his own.

The Pope is his brother, and he is the first-class saint of the Dark Temple, almost the second-in-command.

Standing in his position, it is natural that he does not want the Dark Temple to suffer any changes.

At this moment, there are thousands of thoughts, and the consciousness is gradually messed up in the mind, and the facial expressions change very real.

For a time, various rhythms suddenly burst into place.

A wave of stimulation was in place, and his thoughts were completely chaotic.

"Lord Saint, you don't have to worry so much."

"As long as you don't provoke Fang Fan, he probably won't take care of you, including the entire Dark Temple."

"If he's just like that, then I'm too lazy to look at him."

"Since it is the reincarnation of a true god, I am afraid that the things in my heart still want to go to the realm of the gods!"

"Well! As for this lower realm, for others, it may be like that."

"The so-called turf disputes, belief disputes, and interest disputes may be just a joke among others."

"Hehe, are people bothering about such a joke? That's the most irrelevant thing."

"So...you don't have to worry about it!"

"let it go!"

"Lord Saint, don't deliberately target Fang Fan in the future."

"Otherwise, it is really possible to bring disaster to the Dark Temple."

"For such an existence, it's fine if you don't make friends. Are you rushing to offend you? Why bother? Are you making trouble for yourself?"

The madman yawned. He doesn't usually like to talk, but once he does, it's basically the right reason.

The truth is here, and sometimes it's really hard to change.

The first-class saint of the Dark Temple, Mo Tian, ​​fell silent in place.

Originally, he wanted to refute a few words, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that the words of the madman were true.

"Humph!"

"No matter what, he is also a member of the Temple of Light Alliance. Even if he is the reincarnation of a true god, he is also the true **** of the light camp!"

"Such a reincarnation of a true **** cannot be used by our dark temple, and can only be killed!"

"This should also be a great feat, right?"

"If the true gods of the dark camp know that I have killed the reincarnation of the true **** of the light camp, wouldn't it be a great achievement?"

"When the time comes, call me directly to God's Domain?"