Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

In fact, everyone's mind is the same.

The yearning for the true **** is unforgettable.

Even a hair of the true **** can be regarded as a treasure.

What's more, is this kind of **** ladder that can bring you into the **** realm?

It's all inevitable, but some people don't know how to pretend, and some people like to pretend to be the end.

What everyone is thinking about right now is the **** ladder in Fang Fan's hand.

The treasure is right in front of you, what else is there to say?

All want to take it as their own.

Don't look at some people who are polite, saying that nine sections of the ladder are needed to open up the road to gods. This section of the ladder has no meaning, so I don't care at all.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is just an alternative excuse.

If they really put this **** ladder in front of them, their reaction will probably change in an all-round way.

It can only be said that everything seems very real.

There is such a heart between each other, and the rhythm that it demonstrates is also very distinct.

What Fang Fan took advantage of was the greedy heart of these people.

When Fang Fan took out the **** ladder, it was not only Ouyang Disciple and Motian who produced greed.

Among them, the most excited group of Protoss people.

"Grab! Grab!"

"What else can you hesitate about!"

"Damn it!"

"If you hesitate further, this day lily is cold!"

"Go! Go! Speed ​​up!"

"Talha! Even if you waste your daily life, I don't care about it anymore."

"But when is the time now, what are you still cowering for?"

"When I reprimanded the **** general just now, wasn't it righteous and righteous?"

"Now that things are in front of us, why are you afraid?"

"This **** ladder is right there, isn't it fake?"

"Chong! Go!"

"If you are greedy for life and fear of death, get out of the way! Don't stop us from making meritorious deeds!"

The second-class **** general of Tianlin City, Qued, bit his lip, 1 while talking, his eyes gradually became blood red.

Excited heart, trembling hands, only when you have fully experienced it, will you know its true meaning!

The rhythm gradually becomes sharper!

Consciousness gradually became sober.

"I…"

The third-class **** of Tianlin City frowned Talha's brows into the word "Chuan".

He always feels that there is something wrong with it.

In this, maybe there are some unknown things hidden?

Ok?

Is that so?

Has he been too reckless all the time or what's the matter?

Now... I don't know how to deal with myself at all now.

The rhythm is chaotic, and the consciousness gradually becomes a little unconscious.

There are many thoughts, and the consciousness is extremely messy.

"This mysterious alien leader doesn't seem to be so timid?"

"Since he has sneaked into my Tianlin City several times to steal, isn't he for these treasures?"

"Now that I have finally stolen the treasures, now I have taken out the most precious of them."

"There is a problem, there is definitely a problem in it."

"Exactly...how to deal with it."

"Among them, there are too many things...too many."

"call!"

"Now it seems that I can't understand it more and more."

"Mine tells me directly, this may be a trap."

"We have suffered too much from being reckless before!"

"We can never underestimate these mysterious aliens."

"They are far more clever than we thought."

A grumbling and grieving sound followed, while talking, frowning deeply, various consciousnesses revolving crazily in my mind, and for a while, the footsteps slowly became vain, and I don’t know how to go. Forward spur.

The rhythm is getting chaotic.

Talha used to be an impulsive and reckless person, and has always been known as the vanguard.

But after several blows, it gradually became a lot more stable.

At the very least, when encountering an incident, he will consider the overall situation and dare not slack in the slightest!

Especially at this time, the situation becomes more chaotic.

Steady is true.

The messy rhythm is obviously undesirable!

"What's the meaning?"

"Speaking of which, you can't attack yet?"

"Ok?"

"According to you, we still have to stand still? Need to look at the situation again?"

"Talha, if you absolutely don't have enough courage, will you abdicate quickly?"

"Don't cheat people here, okay?"

"That's the ladder of God!"

"Can that thing be faked?"

"The strong power of the true **** above seems so real!"

"asshole!"

"Now or never!"

"Bros!"

"be prepared!"

"Charge at any time to seize the **** ladder! Retake the **** ladder for the lord of the city!"

The second-class **** general of Tianlin City, Qued, gave an order, and the atmosphere of the audience gathered in an all-round way. For a while, the brilliance in everyone's eyes also increased.

His thoughts are rushing in an all-round way, and his consciousness is slowly becoming fresher.

The rhythm is clear, and the sense of progress is full!

…

Looking at this atmosphere, the brewing place is almost ready.

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Fang Fan's mouth, and he immediately threw the "God Ladder" in his hand toward the direction where Ouyangtu was.

Of course, Fang Fan would naturally not be able to throw away the **** ladder.

Now that this baby is in his hands, it is his, no one else wants to take it away.

According to this idea, the consciousness gradually became clearer.

The **** ladder that Fang Fan took out at the beginning was indeed real.

But this is just to enhance the atmosphere.

At this time, Fang Fan took advantage of the fact that everyone was not paying attention, hiding the True God Ladder, and at the same time, he activated the "Majesty of the Wild God" magical skill to directly gather the virtual breath of the True God to the fake one that was prepared long ago. God ladder.

Then he threw it away again, enough to have a fake effect.

"God Ladder!"

"Gudong!"

"mine!"

"Is it so easy to seize?"

"Mine! It's mine!"

Ouyangtu, the first-class saint of the Temple of Light Alliance, looked at the **** ladder spinning crazily in the air, and couldn't help screaming, his teeth trembling crazily.

It can be predicted how joyous the mood at this moment is.

Thinking silently in his heart, consciousness gradually surging.

The more you think, the deeper the feeling.

For a while, I didn't know what to say at all.

Just thinking of a full thrust! Crazy stab!

What is necessary is this effect.

Invincible consciousness trembled crazily in his mind.

The more I think, the more excited, the more I think, the more tremor.

The body of Ouyangtu, the first-class saint of the Temple of Light Alliance, rose into the sky, and immediately focused on the thrown **** ladder, ready to take it directly into his own hands.

At this time, the first-class saint Motian of the dark temple on the side also took action, and at this moment it also rose into the sky, and the goal was also the **** ladder.

Watching Motian move his eyes, Ouyang Tu's expression changed.

"Magic Saint!"

"You quit!"

"what are you doing!"

"The ladder of the gods is mine! Do you still want to **** it?"

"We have all reached an agreement before. You said that you are not interested in God's Ladder! Do you dare to **** it?"

There was a secret shout, and his eyes became more and more vicious. At this moment, while talking, the killing intent in his eyes was rushing wildly!