Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

God Race Tianlin City City Lord Cassius snorted coldly, and then said very directly.

What this wave shows is the most direct will.

If you want to die, die quickly.

Is it annoying to just mumble a few words in your mouth?

"I…"

"I meant to say that!"

"So... so concerned about what to do!"

"Really is!"

"Go! Just keep going!"

"Isn't it just another wave of pain?"

"What!"

"Anyway, I don't know how many times I've been in pain before!"

"I have survived all these difficulties, and at the last minute, I can!"

"God's Domain! God's Domain!"

The murmuring voice followed, and the extremely crazy thoughts burst out little by little.

At this moment, they all used the strength of feeding to move forward a little bit!

At the moment when the thoughts burst, the mood can be imagined how bad it is.

I don't know how long I have been walking in this way.

I don't know how many days and months have passed.

Gradually, I saw the light!

It is light!

Really light!

Fang Fan felt that his eyelids were fighting frantically, and he really couldn't hold it anymore.

The consciousness of the whole person is constantly flying.

Fang Fan bit the tip of his tongue, maintaining the last bit of consciousness in front of him.

In the emptiness of the footsteps, consciousness is completely collapsed.

"call!"

"It's light!"

"This...is this the realm of the gods?"

Fang Fan was lying on the ground, looking at this lush green world, the corners of his mouth could not help twitching, the whole person was in a state of extreme comfort.

Fang Fan didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly used a healing card for himself to quickly recover his injuries.

The situation here is not optimistic, the ghost knows what will happen unexpectedly.

"Boy Fang Fan! Be careful!"

"Someone!"

Just as Bai Piao was shouting, Fang Fan suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and then his eyes became slack, and the scene in front of him immediately changed.

When his eyes flickered, he couldn't say a word.

The thoughts drifted into place, and the feelings became more and more real!

The feeling is very real, and the consciousness is very far-fetched!

Fang Fan lost consciousness.

The moment before he lost consciousness, Bai Piao kept yelling.

And then...then there is no then.

It all ended.

It's numb.

As soon as you entered the realm of the gods, you were hacked?

Who under the black hand?

God of Destruction?

Is he still here?

So avoided, or did not avoid the God of Destruction?

This guy is like a nightmare and has been surrounding him all the time.

Just like a disgusting fly, every now and then it will rush over to pollute you.

Not much else to say, this feeling is in place, probably this is the feeling.

Very real and very relevant.

For a time, all the feelings swept to the extreme.

Slowly, I don't know what to say.

Fang Fan didn't know how long he slept, anyway, when he woke up, there were bursts of hot discussion around him.

"Wow! This guy is awake!"

"Good guy! I really slept! I slept for three days!"

"Oh! That group of overseers is really not a thing, it's too ruthless!"

"Hey! Looking at his appearance, I guess he was forced to pull over, too bad!"

"No way, bad luck!"

"It's just that this cultivation base has some dishes! No way? No way? Didn't even enter the demigod realm? Ants in the realm below the demigod realm?"

"It's... meaningless."

"Even if you get this kind of chicken, it's useless. It's hard to expect him to dig blood sausage grass!"

"Tsk! This cultivation base can't resist the evil spirit of this blood sausage grass!"

"At that time, I'm afraid that the evil spirit will be directly penetrated into the body, and then... and then there will be no more."

"The overseer has misunderstood! Pull back one to eat rice."

"Eat white rice? Think too much? If there is no fire obsidian, he will surely die!"

"Hey! The inability to harvest blood sausage grass means that there is no chance to get the obsidian!"

"It's a dead end!"

…

There were bursts of messy shouting around, Fang Fan frowned, he didn't feel restless for the first time, instead he seemed very quiet.

As his eyes flickered, his complexion slowly sank.

The first thing to be sure is that he is not dead.

Where is this place?

He came here through Shinto before, is this the realm of the gods?

Fang Fan's eyes swept around the surroundings without leaving any traces. These people were all tattered, their faces were withered, and there was no energy on their faces.

Put them on the street, and there is a high probability that they will be regarded as beggars by others.

Because this image is really too much like a beggar.

At first glance, the imagery is fully in place.

Fang Fan pursed his lips, his eyes flickered, and a different expression appeared on his face.

When the will is far-fetched, the more I think about it, the more appropriate the feeling becomes.

It seems to be still further locked.

It feels so deep!

"It's all demigods..."

"Half God Realm, mixed like this?"

"A demigod is a beggar?"

Fang Fan thought to himself, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, his expression suddenly changed.

This is obviously a whole new world!

Although it is not sure if it is the realm of the gods, the level of world civilization here should be much higher than the world that Fang Fan was in before!

After all, in the great world where Fang Fan was before, the demigods have always been superiors.

Although many people have been promoted to the demigod realm by several levels because of the Buddha Palace, it is undeniable that demigods have not really spread! The strongest is nothing more than the ultimate demigod realm!

And these people in front of them are all in the demigod realm, which is too terrifying.

Fang Fan swept around at random, and probably only looked at dozens of people, and there were already dozens of demigods.

Looking at their outfits, they are the most ordinary existences in this world!

"Blood sausage grass? They're here to pick a kind of spiritual grass called blood sausage grass? Or the **** grass!"

"Osidian? It seems that this blood sausage grass can be traded with certain people for obsidian. With this obsidian, you can feel more comfortable."

"After all... it's really cold here."

Fang Fan listened silently, and now he has almost figured out a lot of things.

This is the capital to settle down for later.

"My cultivation base..."

"Um?"

"I remember that in the Buddha Palace before, after comprehending the Buddha Temple, the cultivation base was raised to the eight-star peak sanctuary realm."

"Now this... This is actually the Supreme Saint Venerable Realm?"

"Across a big class?"

Fang Fan couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

In any case, it is a good thing that the cultivation base can follow the skyrocketing, and my heart is inexplicably excited.

The sound of breathing is rapid and in place, and consciousness is also in a little bit of flutter.

it is more than words!

It's all in mad lock down!