Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

Ling Shang only felt a bitterness in the corner of his mouth, a very strong bitterness!

Was his choice wrong? So wrong?

Obviously holding a trump card in his hand, he was beaten into a spicy chicken...

It is conceivable that as long as it does not fall, how high Fang Fan's future achievements will be!

And his spirits and the spirit race behind him are the first allies of the human race! As the first ethnic group to join, how much benefit can they gain?

The benefits... endless!

And such a good opportunity was actually handed over by him!

At this moment, Lingshang's face only has endless regrets...

Because... at this moment, he is a traitor to the Human Palace!

Even when Fang Fan asked him to explain, he even said that rebellious remark, and he blocked his last hope!

There is a saying that is like this.

God works, you can live!

Self-inflicted, don't live!

"No! The Spirit Race cannot perish in my hands!"

Lingshang suddenly clenched his fists, his eyes revealed endless ferocity.

"Yes! No matter how strong Fang Fan is, what about it? In front of the emperor realm strong, he is destined to be a dead end!"

"Huh...Here, there are three eighth rank forces to help out! And the emperor realm powerhouse! There are also three!"

"Hi... even the pavilion master of the Ghost God Pavilion is still a two-star emperor realm powerhouse!"

"I don't believe it! Can Fang Fan defeat the powerhouse of the Emperor Realm?"

The corners of Lingshang's mouth rose slightly, and he felt more comfortable!

This battle will win!

The spirit still forcibly comforts himself.

"Fang Fan? Worthy of being a character who can stir the situation on the battlefield of gods and demons! It's really good!"

"The pavilion master...has begun to admire you!"

"Kneel down and recognize this pavilion master as the master, I can give you a way out!"

A confident smile appeared on Su Heng, the master of the Guishen Pavilion.

He felt that this was the best way for Fang Fan.

Further on, that is a dead end!

And only by following him can you get a chance!

If the current ray of life is not controlled, wouldn't it be perishing?

Fang Fan smiled, laughing happily.

Immediately, he strode towards the position of Su Heng, the master of the Guishen Pavilion.

Su Heng, the master of the Guishen Pavilion, also laughed. He felt that Fang Fan must have figured it out and was about to come over and surrender at his feet.

Ling Shang, the head of the spirit clan on the other side, panicked instantly...

If Fang Fan works for the pavilion master of the Guishen Pavilion, he will definitely be reused. What should I do if I deliberately target my spirit race? Isn't the fate of the spirit race in his hands?

Lingshang opened his mouth, and was about to dissuade the pavilion master of the Ghost God Pavilion not to accept the lower fan, and was thinking about exploding a wave of Fangfan's black material...

boom……

A popping sound sounded, and the whole world was quiet!

I saw Fang Fan strode over and put his hands directly on the head of the ghost and **** pavilion master Su Heng, and then smashed his head abruptly in his astonished eyes!

The explosion of the heads of the strong masters in the emperor realm seemed to be louder...

Lingshang's body froze, and his eyes instantly froze...

This...not true!

Fang Fan...killing the True King with one move can still forcefully accept...

But now, the person whose head was smashed is the pavilion master of the Eighth Stage power Guishen Pavilion... a supreme powerhouse in the two-star emperor realm!

Can this be beheaded?

Is this head made of tofu?

Although the alliances of the major forces seem to be quite large, the strongest is Su Heng, the master of the Guishen Pavilion...