Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

This guy is interesting.

Not to mention anything else, this insight alone is extraordinary.

People are too honest...

This kind of sincerity is in the eyes of most people, but in Fang Fan's eyes it is an advantage.

...

Fang Fan's attention was once again focused on this battle, with thirty people against two thousand people, there were still some challenges.

And not everyone of these thirty people can participate in the battle.

For example, the eight cultivators, such as the Soul Chasing Pavilion, the Purple Ling Palace, and the Motian Pavilion, are all ten-star king realm weak true king realm to absolute true king realm, and the effect that can be played on such a battlefield is very limited!

Fang Fan can rely on the Blood Shura Legion, the Yellow Turban Sorcerer Legion, the heroes Galen and Vega, and also the Little Golden Dragon and the law pistol in his own hands!

"Luo Hui, lead the Blood Shura Legion in front to block the enemy's attack!"

"Galen, focus on attacking the cultivators with high criminal value in the enemy army!"

"Little Golden Dragon, walk and kill!"

"Guan Hai! Let the Yellow Turban Peace Warlock use the group attack skills [Curse] and [Corrosion]! Keep the opponent's state to a minimum!"

"In addition, use the exclusive skill [Summon of Sacrifice] to make the dead souls on this ground tremble!"

Fang Fan uttered an indifferent voice. Although their numbers are small, it does not mean that their combat power is weak!

And the small number of people can be compensated in other ways!

For example, the [Call of Sacrifice] skill of the Yellow Turban Taiping Warlock Legion!

"Oh, please!"

Guan Hai was wearing a sorcerer's robe, and started to recite the spell softly behind...

Warlock, this is a mysterious and powerful profession!

Once their weird combat power is stimulated, it will make the enemy feel mysterious and unpredictable!

I still remember that when they were still weak, the Yellow Turban Warlock Army at that time often summoned tens of thousands of skeleton soldiers to join the battlefield, and turned against the wind!

The feeling at that time was really fun!

"curse!"

Guan Hai and a group of Yellow Scarf Taiping Sorcerers chanted, and immediately these Zixiaomen cultivators in front of them began to slow down one by one, their eyelids gradually sank, and facial wrinkles began to increase and some even twitched to the end...

Seeing the spellcasting effect of the Yellow Turban Peace Warlock Legion, Fang Fan smiled slightly, the smile on his face became much stronger, and then he looked at the introduction of the [Curse] skill.

"Curse: Curse the enemy in front of you, making them tired, aging, and convulsing."

This is a group skill, not just for individuals, but a large area of ​​attack, which is the charm of group attack skills.

When there is a real fight, this is a massacre, a massacre for no reason!

In the process of massacre, whoever dares to stop will have to die!

"This...what the **** is this!"

"Damn! What's the matter with you? Why don't you rush? Keep going! Who dares to be lazy, who I kill!"

Zhu Hui, the young master of the Zixiaomen, showed an angry look, seeing that the supreme wealth was about to fall into his own hands, but at this time there was a moth? Is this a chicken feather? The mentality just collapsed, OK?

"Young master, so tired! We are so tired!"

"Young master, my body can't stop twitching, I can't do it..."

"Young master, my hair suddenly turned white..."

The military spirit has been dissipated.

In fact, only a few hundred of the two thousand Zixiaomen cultivators have been recruited, but after being exaggerated by them, most people have a sense of fear in their hearts.