Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

The blue-robed youth was instantly excited and looked at Fang Fan with excitement.

He felt that Fang Fan was a gift from God!

This is killing two birds with one stone!

Not only has the source of God's power been obtained, but also the divine veins in Fang Fan's body can be obtained...

Hiss...their Shenlong Club, will it take off and rise?

Drift! Completely drifted!

The Shenlonghui got the divine veins and the source of the gods, so it will fly!

Such a day... how can it not be enviable?

Or even hang the Holy League in the future? Kick the Devil Heaven Pavilion?

Hiss... horrible!

The eyes of the blue-robed youth gathered, and a sense of excitement was born!

"Young Master, don't set off the signal bomb..."

"There are many rewards from the four powers..."

The black-robed dog leg came over again at this moment, wanting to shoot another wave of flattery...

"Idiot! You idiot! Grass! Who dares to send a signal flare, this young master stabbed him to death!"

"Today I will remember it! The divine veins can only be from our Shenlong Association!"

"The four major forces...hehe...I don't want to make wedding dresses for them!"

"Go! Go on! Go! Get rid of the Fang Devil, grab the veins, we sent it...really!"

The rosy color on the face of the blue-robed youth excitedly condensed crazily...

Following his order, a wave of forces belonging to the Shenlonghui directly besieged it.

Shenlonghui is also an eighth rank force, at this moment thousands of people are directly surrounding, and the force is also very huge!

Compared with the one hundred people around Fang Fan...The Shenlong Society does have a certain advantage in number...

"Three peak nine-star king-level combat power?"

"Fifty nine-star king-level combat power?"

"The rest are all six-star kings to eight-star kings..."

"Dare to come and die for a lineup of this size?"

Fang Fan curled his lips, to be honest, he still admires the confidence of this guy...

Don't you look at the gap between each other before the battle?

Just look at the number?

Thousand vs. 100? Quantity rolling?

The sarcasm on Fang Fan's face grew more and more.

"The eight legions and five heroes under my command are all ten-star king-level strong true kings..."

"Even if there is level suppression in the ruins of the gods, at least one hundred peak nine-star kings can be gathered..."

"A hundred pinnacle nine-star king-level cultivators hang some seven-star, eight-star, or even six-star king-level cultivators, is it difficult?"

The arrogance on Fang Fan's face became more obvious.

"All strangling! Don't keep one!"

"After killing quickly, clean the battlefield and evacuate quickly!"

In Fang Fan’s eyes, the cultivators of the Shenlong Club are just promotion cards...

And their storage ring is so intoxicating.

The battle... started instantly!

War war war!

The symphony of battle has been thoroughly played!

Click...

Thorn...

Whoosh whoosh...

This is a crushing killing...

Ten seconds later, most of the thousands of practitioners in the Shenlong Society had been killed.

"I'm Cao..."

"These... these people are so strong!"

"The idea... It's so tough!"

"We can't beat it at all, or else we should send a signal for help..."

In the Shenlong Guild, a cultivator said frightenedly, his throat began to surge up and down crazily.

"Help?"

"Ha ha……"

"No one is allowed to release the signal flare! Who dares to release... I will hammer him to death!"

"Young Master Order, our Shenlong will swallow divine veins alone!"

The black robe dog leg before suddenly said proudly.