The Strongest Supplier of God-level Systems

A disciple of this kind of qualification, if you miss it, you really missed it.

If it were allowed to sink under the crush of the incarnation of a barbaric god, Baili Xie Zun would be extremely anxious in an instant!

The more I think about it, the more upset, the more I think about it, the deeper I feel.

This time the thinking-oriented role appears to be very strong.

"Forehead……"

"Master, this is my battlefield, so don't come here to blend in..."

"Isn't it just an incarnation of a desolate god?"

"No, it's accurate, it's a barbarian **** and soul gathered on this barbarian king."

"It's nothing..."

"It's okay to just obliterate this savage god's consciousness or spirit directly?"

"Master, calm down..."

"For such a thing, it's not, really not.

Qi Tian shrugged, talking calmly on the side.

Baili Xie Zun: "..."

My apprentice is really drifting...

Can we pay a little attention to the current situation!

Even if you just stick around a little bit!

So arrogant?

That is the true god! That's a god!

Give him a little face, okay?

"madman!"

"What a lunatic..."

"The Barbaric God Divine Sense has been summoned successfully..."

"My Colosseum is really over..."

"Can't be saved!"

"Completely scrapped..."

The colosseum deputy owner Ke Ye turned pale, gritted his teeth at the moment, and his mood was extremely depressed!

At this moment, many spectators who were still watching the game couldn't help but start talking...

"I don't know who wins and who loses in this battle... Since this Colosseum is about to close down, return the soul crystal that we bet on!"

"Yeah, yeah! That's the truth! I did it! I almost forgot about it..."

"The Colosseum is cold, and there is nothing else to say!"

"Hurry up! Go a little faster! What else can you say! Retreat the soul crystal!"

"That's right, no one's soul crystals came from a strong wind. Before the Colosseum wants to withdraw its stall, return our soul crystals!"

"The deputy of the Colosseum is there! Don't let him run away! Our soul crystal must be on him!"

"Haha! He didn't run! We must not let him run away, otherwise our hope will be completely ended!"

"Grass! If he dares to run away, he will be abolished in minutes!"

"Fuck! Can't bear it!"

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The surrounding roar gradually increased, and the gesture of gritted teeth showed vividly!

The more you talk, the more excited, the more you talk, the more surging!

Everyone is for their soul crystals!

"Noisy!"

"Shut up!"

"What kind of soul crystal!"

"Don't you see this situation now?"

"The Barbarian King now has the bonus from Barbaric God, and he will definitely win..."

"You idiots are betting that apocalypse wins!"

"You will definitely lose!"

"It's all this time, don't you give up?"

"What the **** is going on now, is there really no points in my heart?"

"Really, I'm still having this kind of daydreaming!"

"The colosseum of labor and capital will be ruined, so you still want to **** the soul crystal in front of me?"

"Think beautiful!"

The colosseum deputy owner Ke Ye roared.

While talking, the insidious color on his face was beyond words.

The uncomfortable color in the mind followed with a gallop.

In all respects, this feeling is particularly appropriate.

A sensation in the audience...

Isn't this really cheating?

Is this a barbarian king?

Du Te Modi summoned all the gods and consciousnesses, he was still a King of Barbarians?

"Shameless! What I said before is a barbarian king..."

"Ha! Ha ha ha! In fact, the great apocalypse had already hanged the barbarian king, and now it's just that after the barbarian king was defeated, he summoned the barbaric spirit with his own soul body sacrifice..."

"It stands to reason that the Barbarian King is actually dead..."

"Since this is a dead man, why didn't the Apocalypse be judged to win?"

"This **** vice-courtmaster is so black! Rubbish! The Colosseum deserves to be destroyed!"

"Grass! Dog stuff, even if labor and capital didn't let him pay compensation, it would be good, but he still wanted to swallow the capital of labor and capital! I made a desperate bet, just a little soul crystal!"

"Brothers, why don't you do it? Just beat this guy to death. If you look so uncomfortable, just kill him! Damn! Enough!"

"Heh... it's all the same, I've been vomiting so much... I just can't bear it..."

"I don't know when it will erupt..."

"Look at the battle on the 9th Colosseum first, maybe... maybe there will be a turning point?"

"Hey... don't do this daydream. This... it's actually meaningless, it's really meaningless... The road ahead is basically ended, nothing is..."

"Um... who can tell you something like this? I mean just in case..."

"just in case?"

"Heh... a joke... can mortals slaughter gods?"

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...

There was a lot of discussion around.

It's quite lively.

The Colosseum official has basically no faith.

For everyone, it's just a mess of sand, nothing, the existence that wants to end directly in minutes.

"Teacher Baili, you...what are you waiting for..."

"Forcibly go up and bring Qi Tian back..."

"The surrounding barrier is too strong, I can't break it..."

"Teacher Baili, otherwise you will tear up the barrier and I will bring Qi Tian back by myself!"

"That's God! It's the power of God's consciousness, you should be very clear about what it means..."

"No... No way, the risk factor is too high!"

Xueyan's beautiful face is full of worries and anxiety.

While talking at the moment, his eyes couldn't help but writhe.

While speaking, the body shrank subconsciously...

This time, what should we do...

So hard!

too difficult!

Duhu Naihe!

"Hey……"

"Do you think I don't want to save him?"

"It's too late to start now..."

"The savage sense of the **** has been eyeing him..."

"Everything is doomed..."

"Even if he runs to the ends of the world, this savage **** will follow him."

"Unless this savage **** and soul is obliterated now..."

"The power of the barbarian king to use his soul and body as a medium to sacrifice is too strong..."

"Such sacrifices are actually changing the limit for one..."

Baili Xie Zun seemed to be tens of thousands of years old in an instant, with a withered look on his face.

As he spoke, his body trembled slightly...

This time I feel tired...very tired! Very tired!

This is his most optimistic apprentice, and he is also the proud son of heaven that he wants to do his best to cultivate...

Don't talk about such a good seedling for ten thousand years, even if it is one hundred thousand years or a million years, it is hard to come across such a one.

And it suits his appetite so much.

Baili Xie Zun even wanted to die for Qi Tian, ​​but there was really nothing he could do right now.