Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

After all, there aren't many others here.

Seeing that, the scale under Fang Fan's hands is a little bigger.

In addition to relying on Fang Fan, can't you only rely on those Protoss?

Although the language is gradually interoperating now, isn't the scene of the Protoss and theirs not much different?

The relationship between the eldest brother and the second brother is so strong invisibly.

When his eyes flickered, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

I always feel that many consciousnesses have been completely blocked, making the whole person confused.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"It's really delicious!"

"Now... it's your turn too!"

"This is already eaten."

"Tsk!"

"This idiot sacrificed himself just to let this seat kill you."

"Well, this seat has always been about words..."

"Actually agreed, and naturally I will implement it!"

"Jie! Jie Jie Jie!"

The God of Destruction, who had wiped the body of the devil, followed with excitement.

While roaring, the voice ripped apart more and more.

For a time, it seemed that everything in front of him would be completely swallowed up.

His eyes turned to Fang Fan and the others.

Originally it was still an indifferent attitude. From the beginning to the end, there was an extremely strong sense of oppression. The master gradually changed his expression completely. His complexion was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his gnashing attitude followed the whole area. !

hateful! hateful!

All this damned!

This wave, the blood in the eyes gradually became congested, and the lips were murmured, and this state of mind was a little unstable.

As the body trembled frantically, it seemed to focus on a sense of excitement.

"It's you!"

"It's really you!"

"I remember you!"

"Several times! It's you who wiped out the soul of this seat! It's so painful for this seat!"

"Jie!"

"You are really a golden turtle!"

"Life is so hard!"

"This seat wants to kill you time and time again, but you are actually hiding!"

"However, no matter how hard you are, this is the last time!"

"This time, this seat will swallow you alive! In return for the pain of tearing your soul!"

"You humble ant!"

The soul of Caesar, the God of Destruction, seemed very fluctuating.

While speaking, boundless divine power is gathering frantically.

Enemies meet, especially jealous!

At the moment, each of them went crazy.

The killing intent in the depths of his eyes seemed extremely crazy at this moment!

"It's you!"

Fang Fan's memory gradually recovered.

Many times, the divine pet or hero under his hand had to die when they crossed the thunder calamity? !

It was because someone controlled the thunder tribulation!

Not once or twice, but many times!

True and false, false and true, invisibly, people feel all kinds of oppression.

The oppressed whole person was breathless, his lips trembled, and his eyes gradually turned blood red.

That gradually suppressed mood is still jumping wildly!

it is more than words!

As soon as they met, they wanted to push each other over and take revenge.

"Ah!"

"I've never taken the initiative to provoke you."

"It's you, who came to trouble me again and again, and wanted to deal a fatal blow to me by regulating thunder tribulation."

"True God?"

"Ah!"

"ridiculous!"

"it is ridiculous!"

"Is this the so-called true god?"

While Fang Fan was talking, his figure gradually became cold and indifferent.

When consciousness gradually rushes forward, it means that all dissatisfaction must be shaken!

What about God?

If God deceives me, I will destroy God!

A madness gradually emerged in Fang Fan's eyes.

This wave, that kind of feeling and mood seems to be extremely explosive!

The more I think about it, the more I feel it!

It should come, it will always come!

At the moment of unswerving total destruction, it is natural to burn all disobedience!

Excited heart, trembling hands, I know everything.

Fang Fan licked his lips, thinking to himself, ready to start an all-out attack at any time.

"Didn't you provoke me?"

"Why do you resist when this **** wants to kill you?"

"You choose to be obliterated by this god, won't you?"

"You rebelled against my will, isn't this the original sin?"

"So, aren't you even more damned?"

"How can an ant fight against the gods?"

"This idea of ​​you is very rebellious!"

"That's why you say you're so **** good!"

"I'm going to kill you, isn't it right?"

"Tsk!"

"That's right!"

"Jie Jie Jie..."

The muttering sound followed, and Caesar, the **** of destruction, made a very sharp roar.

The negotiation is now a complete failure.

Between each other, there is no possibility.

Basically, that's it.

It's real and torn.

"An ant! An ant!"

"Let's all die together today!"

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"I was thinking about letting go of your ants today, but who knows, I met you little brat!"

"The existence that makes this seat angry, it takes no effort to step through the iron shoes and find nowhere!"

"So...you have to die!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The gnashing of teeth was fully displayed, and excitement gradually emerged in his eyes.

As he spoke, his eyes trembled to the extreme.

The more I think about it, the more exciting it becomes, and the more I think about it, the more surging it becomes. For a while, my mood gradually rises and surging!

The soul of the God of Destruction, Fang Fan issued an order to kill.

At this moment, everyone behind Fang Fan was horrified!

Uncle Tai had a worried look on his face, thinking about blocking the sword for his precious apprentice again.

Xue Wanren, the vice-president of Guangming Academy, took a deep breath, his eyes flickering, and his thoughts gradually became messy.

At this moment, he was contemplating how to break the game.

Bai Piao began to call out babble again, looking like he didn't think it was a big deal to watch the fun.

The ten major legions under Fang Fan's command have already made full-scale battle preparations, and they are waiting for Fang Fan's order to start a full-scale fight!

The horn of war has sounded!

At this moment, the audience is probably divided into three forces.

One is the demonic body controlled by the soul of the **** of destruction, and it is also the currently recognized big boss.

The other is Fang Fan's existence, which is symbolized by Fang Fan, including Fang Fan's ten major legions, some people from the Guangming Academy, and the Guangming Pope Yuwen Hanlin and the first-class saints of the Guangming Alliance Temple. Yuan Jiuxiang.

The other one is the cultivators of the God Race Tianlin City.

At this moment, the bright pope Yuwen Hanlin and the first-class saint Yuwen Hanlin, who had just joined Fang Fan, looked very ugly, as if they had just eaten Xiang!

Grass!

What the heck is going on? what's up?

I can't... I can't just mess around like that, right?

This toss and bounds, who can stand it!

Damn it!

Scalp tingling!