Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

"Asshole!"

"Dare to slaughter hundreds of thousands of elites in my dark camp!"

"This son, must die!"

"What the **** was the black mist just now! Why is it so terrifying!"

Motian Pavilion Divine Demon Envoy Zhou Du had his eyes red at this moment, and his thoughts were full of boiling killing intent at this moment!

The anger has completely wrapped him.

This time the dark camp has lost too much!

"Sure enough, this holy emperor didn't see the wrong person!"

"This kid is interesting..."

The Saint Emperor of the Holy League, Zi Ling looked at Fang Fan with interest, her beautiful eyes filled with curiosity, and her heart was secretly surprised at this moment.

Just now, she felt at least the energy fluctuations of the seven Supreme True King powerhouses. Could it be that there are so many Supreme True King realm powerhouse guards beside this kid?

And those black fog methods are also amazing, killing people invisible!

"Week value! According to the previous gambling agreement, should the Million Demon God Fruit be given to this Holy Emperor!"

Zi Ling, a plump young woman, suddenly rolled her eyes. You must know that there was a betting contract before!

In the beginning, I only said this because of anger. To be honest, I never thought that I would really succeed.

Originally, in Zi Ling's eyes, Fang Fan and the little girl around him chose to admit defeat and escape from the battlefield of the gods and demons was the best ending.

But who knows that Fang Fan is desperate to fight back, completely giving these dark camp examiners a devastating blow!

"Humph!"

"The assessment hasn't ended yet. Who knows what the result will be!"

The corners of his mouth trembled with anger, the envoy of the Demon Heaven Pavilion, the **** and demon envoy Zhou Du, at this moment, he could only die with a hard beak and forcibly hold it on.

When I think of millions of demons...the weekly value is so angry...

Even at his level, he can't get it out of a million demon fruit!

The reason why the demon fruit was so generously distributed to those examiners in the dark camp was on the one hand to build prestige and improve morale, on the other hand...the demon fruit can be reimbursed by the Demon Heaven Pavilion!

Anyway, it was the Demon Fruit of the Demon Heaven Pavilion, so he naturally didn't feel distressed.

But now this bet was made privately with the plump young woman.

In other words, now that the gambling battle has been lost, he will take out this magic fruit from his pocket...

Blood is dripping in my heart at this moment! Isn't this killing him?

Don't be too uncomfortable!

"Haha! Do the dignified Demon Heaven Pavilion God and Demon Envoy still want to cheat? You can't get a million Demon God Fruit, so you dare to gamble against this Holy Emperor?"

"If you still want this face, please give me the Demon God Fruit!"

"Otherwise, hehe...Don't blame the holy emperor for being unkind!"

"This time this holy emperor is Zhan Li, if he really launches an attack, the contract of the gods will definitely lean towards my bright camp!"

"Can you afford to gamble?"

Zi Ling smiled indifferently. She knew exactly what the Demon Heaven Pavilion Divine Envoy was thinking about. Is it possible that she wants to repay her?

Hearing such threats from the plump young woman, the blue veins on the forehead of the magician pavilion **** and demon envoy Zhou Du violently violently, he was obviously extremely angry!

But as the plump young woman said, if the war really starts, the power of the contract of God will probably be directly added to the practitioners of the light camp, and it will have a certain suppressing effect on the practitioners of the dark camp...

After all, they were witnessed by God's contract when they were betting.

"Humph!"

"A mere million devil fruit, what is it?"

"Give you!"

Zhou value snorted and finally chose to compromise...