Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

The Dark Temple first-class saint Motian snorted coldly, and he was not good-natured either.

Suddenly, it was tit-for-tat against Maimang and almost got it done.

The elite of the Protoss is in front, and there is almost internal chaos here.

Fang Fan's gaze swept back and forth, his expression was a little weird.

There are too many people who want to kill him.

Temple of Light Alliance, Temple of Darkness, now there is another Protoss Tianlin City!

These forces gathered together, in fact, there was only one purpose, and that was to kill Fang Fan!

At this moment, this belief is vividly manifested!

Not much else to say, this time has already shown such a limelight.

For a while, the sense of coercion appeared extremely strong.

It is indeed a bit difficult to survive the cracks between the three forces.

If you are not careful, the whole person will have to fall into it.

No one wants to imagine such a picture.

"If these three companies really unite together, I will be abandoned."

"At a glance, there is no hope at all."

"So, you need to be more cautious, and there must be no turbulence."

"This rhythm also needs to be slowly stabilized, this is the most important thing!"

"So many forces are coming, and looking at it from a certain angle, it's not entirely a bad thing."

"The key is how to grasp it."

Fang Fan squinted his eyes, his eyes could not help but swept around, the corners of his mouth smile vividly.

This time, it seems quite interesting.

According to the current rhythm, just unfolding like this, maybe there will be some different kinds of surprises, maybe?

Who can say this kind of thing accurately?

Fang Fan folded his hands in front of him, and all his thoughts gathered together.

Interesting... This feeling is in place, it is really interesting.

According to the established rhythm, there won't be any major deviations.

"Boy Fang Fan."

"Things have gone wrong."

"Let's run away."

"While they haven't reacted yet, quickly get away."

"Plus everyone walks together."

"hiss!"

"I glanced over, but there are two strong demigods, two weak demigods, and there are more than a dozen quasi demigods."

"Boy Fang Fan, I know you have a lot of spooky ideas, but no matter how many spooky ideas you have, you can't grasp it now."

"It's all about this time, just... don't worry about it."

"Something will happen, it will really happen."

"Whirring whirring."

"Who can control this situation now."

"If you are careless, you will be shot to death."

"We... Shall we stay calm?"

"Boy Fang Fan, talking to you, don't... don't say a word like this!"

"I'm a little flustered."

"If they react later and launch an offensive together, I can't stand it."

"At that time, it will really be a dead end!"

"Did your kid hear me?"

Bai Piao's face was crying, her eyes swept frantically around her. While talking, his heart gradually became messy, his complexion was extremely complex, and his hips were completely pulled in rhythm.

This is the end of the matter, and I can talk about chickens.

Retreat quickly is the right way!

It makes no sense to rectify the ones that are not.

"Fang Fan, although Bai Piao is unreliable on weekdays, what he is saying now is indeed the truth."

"Can't delay any longer."

"Hurry up... Evacuation is the right way."

"If you delay any longer, the whole situation will really collapse."

"Fang Fan, safety first."

"The enemy is too powerful."

Xue Wanren, the deputy chief of Guangming Academy, couldn't help frowning, and then sighed.

He's useless...

I thought he could still take care of Fang Fan's son-in-law who has been a long-time dragon for several years, but now it seems that he is thinking too much.

Don't say it's been a few years, it's only a few months in the past? The once stubborn boy can now start to fight against the strong demigod.

Everyone wants to kill him right now.

The wood show in the forest wind will destroy it!

It's too high-profile, and it's not a good thing.

"Wait...Wait."

"It's possible to escape now, but it's not what I wanted."

"Moreover, if they escape into the small world of Chutian Pavilion, they only need to enclose the surroundings. We are like being caught by our necks and we can't get out at all."

"This won't work."

"Furthermore, now it's not the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted."

"It's not that there is no other hope if the rhythm is set in this way."

Fang Fan squinted his eyes, thinking to himself, his thoughts gradually rushing in his mind.

Not much else to say, this thought felt the position, as if to completely destroy everything in front of you!

Such thoughts gradually burst out!

The crazy rhythm is hard to control.

This feeling is gradually in place.

The rhythm is clear, and the consciousness is extremely clear!

This is the end of the matter, it is useless to say more, just follow this rhythm to the end.

The moment of full-scale take-off may be approaching.

"Talha!"

"You are so bold!"

"He actually chased me here."

"This is my place!"

"Behind me, there are a few strong demigods standing by, what do you think you can do?"

"Really do it to the extreme!"

"You came on this trip to recapture the treasures in the inner treasury of the City Lord's Mansion?"

"I advise you not to waste your time."

"When things are in my hands, they are mine."

"Furthermore, I have also given those treasures to these two powerful demigods for preservation."

"What do you think you can get in the hands of these two powerful demigods?"

"If you are more acquainted, get out of here!"

"Otherwise, he will definitely die!"

Fang Fan’s group of powerful gods in Tianlin City immediately used the language of the gods to take it lightly.

The rhythm of all aspects is grasped, and the posture is fully raised. What is needed is this crazy effect.

Some of the others don’t, what can I say?

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at all.

It doesn't make sense at all.

Fox fake tiger prestige?

There is so much momentum.

But the more important thing is to get chestnuts out of the fire!

Those who used this group of **** race cultivators and Ouyang disciple Motian in Tianlin City did not understand their language.

"hateful!"

"you wanna die!"

"Boy! Don't be arrogant!"

"You are already a dead end!"

"Humph!"

"No matter how hard you struggle, it's useless!"

"My protoss, invincible!"

"Talha! What are you waiting for?"

"Hurry up and give orders, let's go together!"

"I will carry those two strong demigods of foreign races!"

"You go hunt this little bastard! Take the treasure back to me!"

"This is our only way to survive!"

"The return of the treasures, Lord City Lord will have many rewards!"

"If the treasure is discarded, Lord City Lord will cut us a thousand knives!"

"Talha!"

"Talking to you! Why don't you speak? Dumb?"

"say something!"

"Why are you still hesitating?"

"Now or never!"