Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

Amidst a loud discussion, the Pope of the Dark Temple and the Pope of the Temple of Light Alliance came together.

Fang Fan and others were going to congratulate Tai Uncle Jie, but it was delayed at this moment.

The speed here is a bit too fast.

Fang Fan wondered if this pope had been hiding around this Yuanshi God City before? Then come out to do things when you find an opportunity?

Otherwise, some words about this thing are not very clear.

Fang Fan licked his lips, thinking to himself, his thoughts gradually messed up in his mind.

The Pope Guangming rides on a golden dragon, with a golden dragon as his car.

The Pope Guangming rides on the black dragon's roar, with the black dragon as his car.

And it's not a dragon pulling a dragon, each has nine dragons.

Nine Dragons carry the coffin?

This thought subconsciously appeared in Fang Fan's mind.

"Guangming Pope Yuwen Hanlin!"

"Dark Pope Demon Slaughter!"

"It's all here!"

"Both of these two exist in the absolute Demi-God Realm!"

"It's only a thin line from the legendary pseudo-god state."

"For them, as long as they break through, they can ascend to the realm of God."

"But they don't know how many tens of thousands of years they have been stuck in this position."

"It still looks like this to this day."

"There are not many things that can make their hearts feel turbulent now."

"For that Illuminati Pope Yuwen Hanlin, unless the Temple of the Illumination Alliance is going to be destroyed, or if there is an opportunity that can make him break through, it will be difficult for him to be dispatched!"

"Our pope has always been a dragon without seeing the end!"

"I haven't seen it in a long time."

Xue Wanren glanced toward the front, then shrugged, and gave a light introduction.

"Yuwen Hanlin?"

"Absolutely demigod?"

"Speaking of which, there really are no false gods in our Temple of the Light Alliance?"

"Is the absolute demigod the ceiling?"

Fang Fan looked up at the sky and felt that the ceiling was not very high.

It seems to stretch out your hand again, as if you can get there.

Seeing Fang Fan's disdainful tone, Xue Wanren on the side couldn't help his lips twitching.

How could this kid be so arrogant!

Isn't this thing arrogant to the extreme?

The brain was buzzing, and the others didn't, and they talked about a hammer.

Uncle Tai took a deep breath, trying to complain about something, but in the end he fell silent again.

Speaking of people pretending to be forced, there is indeed the capital to pretend to be.

How long has this passed since now, this team of others can fight against a strong demigod state alone.

This strong demigod realm and absolute demigod realm seems to be so bad, isn't it?

"call!"

"You kid, don't be too crazy!"

"Between the absolute demigod and the strong demigod, there is no order of magnitude at all."

"You can provoke Ouyang disciples, but don't provoke the Pope Yuwen Hanlin."

"It will really happen."

"If something goes wrong, you will all have to follow along!"

"The Ouyang disciple may not dare to attack you openly, but he doesn't have so many worries about that Pope Yuwen."

"After all, in the entire Temple of the Light Alliance, he is the sky!"

"Fang Fan bastard, I know you are a bastard, but this time...you must listen to me."

"Stay steady... You must stay steady."

"Even if I beg you, OK?"

"My little heart can no longer withstand such a constant toss!"

"Good guy, I'm really scared!"

"If something happens, it will be over."

"You kid, can you stabilize the rhythm?"

"I want to live a few more years! Don't give me too much excitement."

"Really, I can't hold it."

Aside, Xue Wanren couldn't help but sigh deeply.

This sentence can be said from the bottom of the heart.

This heart has long since become fragmented.

The more I think about it, the more I feel anxious.

It's a little bit deviated, don't you just follow the calf directly?

Then play a hammer.

The rhythm must be steady! This is the top priority!

"Forehead…"

"This... I will try my best."

"I won't be so stupid to take the initiative to fight the pope's crown?"

"I still want to mix in the bright camp, not so much."

"Vice Palace Master, don't you always look at me with such a vigilant look, okay? It makes me seem so cruel and wicked."

"Stay steady, keep your mind steady."

Fang Fan waved his hand and said calmly on the side.

"Ouyang disciple meets the pope's crown!"

"Please, under the crown of the Pope, eradicate the traitors for my bright camp!"

"Under the crown of the Pope! Ouyang Disciple is willing to offer the first section of the God's Ladder!"

"Under the Pope's crown! Please punish the rebellious Fang Fan of the Bright camp! The first stage of the **** ladder is on him! He took it from me!"

Ouyangtu, the first-class saint of the Temple of the Light Alliance, rose directly into the air, and then knelt down in front of the Emperor Yuwen Hanlin of the Light, his yelling gradually swelled to the end.

The more I talked, the more excited I was, and the more I talked, this thought became more and more beating.

At this moment, he clenched his teeth tightly, and his eyes suddenly became extremely blood red.

Excited heart, trembling hands, only if you have experienced it personally can you know this kind of impatience!

Very exciting, but also very real!

For a time, I can't control it at all!

The state of mind fluttered to the extreme.

Fang Fan raised his eyebrows.

This guy...has been active again.

The cultivators of the light camp and even the people of the dark camp and the neutral camp couldn't help but cast their eyes over.

Who doesn't like watching theaters?

If you don't take a good look at such an interesting scene, wouldn't it be in vain?

There is always such an idea in my heart.

It's real and clear.

All of a sudden, his thoughts swelled, and the rhythm slowly swept into place.

"Why is this dog yelling again!"

"Damn! I'll go up and kill him!"

"That's a lot of nonsense!"

"Isn't this pushing my apprentice into the fire pit?"

"This **** himself has eaten up here with my disciple, and now he wants to get rid of my disciple through the hand of the Pope of Light!"

"Damn it!"

"I will kill him first!"

Tai Shujie's complexion turned red in an instant. At this moment, while talking, the posture of gnashing his teeth followed a full-scale gathering, with many thoughts and full-scale consciousness swelling in his mind.

Right now, this face became extremely flushed, and the sound of breathing slowly became rapid.

Assault is really about to launch an attack.

"what are you doing!"

"Don't mess around!"

"Do you know what's going on? Just mess up?"

"That's the Pope of Light!"

"Could you still want to kill people in front of the Pope?"

"Have you gotten your head?"

"It might have been nothing. You tossed like this, but you ruined yourself!"

Xue Wanren gritted his teeth and stared at Uncle Jie viciously, with a look of hatred for iron and steel!

When can this guy's impatience be corrected!