Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

The dark camp was suddenly noisy, each cursing, looking very unhappy.

The situation is clearly messed up!

Zhu Rong tried to stop the chaos by killing several times, but in the end he resisted...

He must remind himself that everything must be calm!

The current situation...he can't control it at all!

The dark camp is completely drifted!

If he were to forcibly kill the precepts, it is likely to directly arouse these people's rebellious heart.

At that time, the forces of the major dark camps will rise directly... it will be really cold!

"Everyone, you are all **** warriors of the dark camp..."

Zhu Rong opened his mouth, and was about to force his sentiment card...

"Don't talk about this nonsense!"

"Take out the devil fruit!"

"Motian Pavilion is also a Seventh-Rank force anyway, so he turned back?"

"Just like this, can we become the leader of our dark camp? Grass! Or just let it go!"

"Hehe... just to my liking! Why not follow the light?"

"That's it! It won't be so troublesome!"

"Spicy chicken is spicy chicken!"

"Just forget it..."

Everyone's emotions seemed a little excited...

I have to hang everything at every turn!

"Who said that my Motian Pavilion didn't keep the promise?"

"However, there are hundreds of thousands of Devil Fruits, my Devil Heaven Pavilion will not give up on this!"

Suddenly a high-pitched voice came, and Zhu Rong's face subconsciously showed a furious color.

What a mess here! Give him trouble?

"Who is talking nonsense there! Do you really think that the angel of the demon has no temper?"

"Humph!"

Zhu Rong snorted coldly, looking extremely violent!

"Why? I don't even have the right to speak now?"

"Zhu Rong Tianma Envoy is so majestic!"

A black-robed man floated in the distance, and an unspeakable noble aura radiated from his body.

"Zhou... Master Zhou?"

Zhu Rong glanced from a distance, his eyes burst instantly.

Immediately put down his figure and went to meet him.

"Master Zhou...you... why are you here!"

"I was talking nonsense just now, you... don't take it to heart!"

Zhu Rong took a deep breath, closing with cold sweat on his forehead.

It's so exciting!

Almost... it almost got so cold!

This is the envoy of the magic sky pavilion! Higher than the powerful existence of his angel envoy!

If this person gets angry, he can be wiped out casually!

Naturally, I dare not slack in the slightest!

"It's actually an envoy of the week-valued **** and demon! His...this is the first-class man in the Motian Pavilion!"

"Even this one is here...The ruins of the gods are making such a big noise?"

"Hush hush hush...Don't talk, stay here..."

"That's not right... But I just seemed to have heard this Demon Heaven Pavilion's Divine Demon Envoy say that hundreds of thousands of Demon Divine Fruits are not in his eyes at all... Could it be... Is it necessary to give us benefits?"

"Motian Pavilion is all the same. Are you sure you can give you benefits? Don't just daydream!"

"What daydream? Does a **** and demon envoy say such a big thing?"

A group of examiners in the dark camp looked particularly excited, all of them turned their eyes to this **** and demon envoy, what it meant was actually very obvious.

Zhou Du, the demon envoy of the Motian Pavilion, glanced around indifferently to get a panoramic view of everything.

Facing Zhu Rong, the obsequious emissary in front of him, he didn't look at it from beginning to end.