Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

"I'm completely torn apart my face."

"I will be the enemy from now on."

"call!"

"If he can't be eliminated this time, it will be difficult to punish him again in the future."

"Hey!"

"Next...what should I do?"

"I feel like I can't do it well!"

"Unless you kill him now."

"To eliminate future troubles!"

The first-class saint Motian of the Dark Temple immediately raised his murderous heart, and his gaze toward Fang Fan was full of evil spirits.

He wants to do it, wants to avoid future troubles.

But I was afraid of something wrong.

So I understood it all at once.

I felt very anxious in my heart.

Can't make up his mind for a while.

He was thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

And even, what impact will it have on yourself in the end?

Thoughts suddenly rushed in his mind, and gradually, consciousness was slowly declining.

In fact, when he hesitated, it showed that this matter could not be carried out at all.

"Sage of the devil."

"give up."

"Don't waste time here."

"Leave quickly."

"It's all like this, what else do you want?"

"I will not die until the Yellow River?"

"The point is, there is no hope."

"The first-class saint Ouyangtu of the Temple of the Light Alliance has been fully involved. He cannot be your help."

"Do you think if you are alone, is there any hope now?"

"There are two weak demigods of the Protoss around Fang Fan as guards."

"Do you think you can break through their blockade?"

"Why bother?"

"Let's go back.

"Anyway, no matter how you do it, it's just nothing."

The first **** child madman of the dark temple yawned and shrugged while talking.

At this moment, his state is simply awake in the world, gropingly clear about all the current conditions.

Now that it's all like this, naturally there is nothing left to say.

The rhythm is steady, what to do next, just do it, nothing.

Overall, the problem is not big.

"Ok?"

"Don't talk."

"Let me think about it, let me think about it again."

"There is no room for manipulation in this matter."

"There is no need to make up your mind at will now."

"Not there yet."

"Look again, take a good look."

"Whirring whirring……"

"Even if you don't attack that Fang Fan, you can blend in with Ouyang Tuo's battlefield."

The first-class saint Motian of the Dark Temple narrowed his eyes, and as he spoke, the color of greed in his eyes was beyond words.

"You mean...want to get chestnuts out of the fire?"

"Want to seize the God Ladder in Ouyang Disciple's hands?"

"Didn't you look like you were not interested in this **** ladder before?"

"At that time, you said it yourself, saying that this thing is basically useless. Only when you get a nine-section sacred ladder can you create a sacred road."

"A mere sacred ladder, didn't you say you haven't taken it to heart?"

"how?"

"All that was said at the time was nonsense?"

Heina Temple's first **** child madness curled his lips, and immediately uttered his own contempt.

Things have developed to this point, what else can be said?

The rhythm gradually became sharper, and the consciousness gradually became sober.

Relatively speaking, it is almost like this.

Very real and very clear.

"What do you know!"

"These are all strategies!"

"Do you know the strategy?"

"If I don't say that, can Ouyang Tu's old fox relax his vigilance?"

"I don't understand anything, just talk nonsense here!"

"Quickly shut up!"

"Do not talk nonsense!"

"Comprehensive situation, let people think again."

"Let me take a closer look."

"This is the top priority!"

"When you come out, you can't get nothing at all."

"It's so embarrassing to go back like this."

"Fang Fan can't move, can I still be unable to move an Ouyang disciple surrounded by groups?"

The first-class saint Motian of the Dark Temple took a deep breath, and at this moment a certain determination was made in his heart.

...

Silently feeling Motian's gaze moving away from him, and then falling directly on Ouyang Tui, Fang Fan couldn't help but raise his gaze, and the smile on his face grew more and more.

Interesting, it's really interesting.

The required rhythm is being fully implemented.

"The dog bites the dog, it's a hairy mouth."

"It seems that the time for the trilateral decisive battle is not far away."

"It's just that the insufficiency will fall. In the end, who can decide the victory, and then seize the **** ladder!"

Fang Fan put his hands around his chest and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. Watching the play like this at this moment felt quite interesting.

"Tsk!"

"Boy Fang Fan, murder and punish your heart!"

"Your kid is really too bad."

"If you let them know, what they robbed frantically for it was just a false **** ladder. I don't know what it will be like in the end."

"Boy Fang Fan, leave in such a hurry."

"Let's take a look first."

"Take a good look at the play and talk about it."

"Anyway, the more you watch it, the more exciting it gets."

"Tsk! Interesting! Really interesting!"

"Developing at this pace, I don't know if this group of guys will choose to die together!"

"Two dogs fight, play off!"

"Boy Fang Fan, who has made enemies with you, that's really a great misfortune!"

"You guys should cheat them more in the future."

"Don't always think about cheating me!"

"cough!"

"There is nothing wrong with me, is it?"

A muttering sound followed, Bai Piao was talking, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was fully revealed.

As he spoke, his eyes flickered and everything was silent.

The more you watch the more exciting, the more you watch the more exciting.

Now even if Fang Fan and the others have fully picked out this matter, there is no danger or danger at all.

The whole person relaxed a lot in silence.

Fang Fan's eyes flickered slightly, the corners of his mouth smiled, everything was silent.

...

Of course, with so many people present, it is not that there are no smart people.

Cao Ji, who had been dormant in the distance, couldn't help but shrink his neck, his eyes flickering.

"has a problem."

"There is a big problem."

"How could Fang Fan easily take out the God Ladder?"

"Although the **** ladder he threw has the breath of true god."

"But this kind of breath is not impossible to forge."

"For others, it may be simple to forge words."

"But to that Fang Fan, is it still a thing?"

"call!"

"Speaking of which, what Ouyang disciple got is only a fake **** ladder?"

"And now, in order to maintain this false **** ladder, he has been madly besieged by these powerhouses of the Protoss. He has some tendency to be unstoppable, and his body is gradually becoming unstoppable."

"Why is this?"

"Should I remind him?"

Cao Ji gritted his teeth, his heart was like a mirror, and couldn't help but fall into endless thoughts at this moment.

This Ouyang disciple...is it worth his reminder?

Even if he reminded him, would Ouyang Tuo really believe him?