Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

"I really didn't notice it before."

"When did this kid have so many quasi-demigods around him?"

"Did you just get promoted?"

"This kid also got a lot of benefits in the Buddha Palace?"

"Damn!"

"The benefits are all mine! If it's distributed to this kid, won't my benefits be less?"

"This son must die!"

Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint of the Temple of the Light Alliance, gritted his teeth, and murderous intent flashed in his heart!

He is afraid!

He was really scared.

If he doesn't get rid of him at this time, he will definitely become his confidant in the future!

No! To be precise, it is now his confidant's trouble, and his entire brain is humming and shaking.

That kind of taste is really uncomfortable.

The more I thought about it, the more bored I became.

"Don't this little **** become a roadblock in my career!"

"The greatest benefit in this Buddha Palace must be mine!"

"Ok!"

"It's the bare minimum!"

"As for the rest, we can talk about it later."

"But now, there must be no recklessness at all."

"If you are reckless, it will be cold."

"That won't work!"

"I can't do it willingly!",

"I will kill all danger in the cradle!"

"Everyone who hinders my progress must die!"

Eerie and terrifying thoughts gradually took root in Ouyang Tu's heart.

At this moment, while he was talking, the black lines on his forehead followed.

The more I think about it, the more I feel stabbed to the extreme!

Such thoughts already exist, and now is the time to fully implement them!

break out!

Do your best to explode!

The unparalleled killing intent trembled in my mind, as if to completely wipe out everything around this place!

...

"As expected of a genius in my fancy!"

"It's getting stronger and stronger now!"

"Most of the divine stone warriors on the third floor of the Buddha Palace were killed by his subordinates!"

"To deal with him, it's really useless to use crowd tactics."

"call!"

"This child is so terrifying!"

"This has caused us a lot of difficulties!"

"I have a hunch that this guy may become the biggest obstacle in our way!"

The sound of gnashing of teeth followed, the light in the eyes erupted little by little, the breathing gradually became rapid, the expression became more ugly, and everything was silent.

Very real and very relevant.

Steady as an old dog!

The first-class saint of the Dark Temple, Mo Tian, ​​shook his head and clutched his chest with a painful expression.

His eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth twitched to the extreme!

For a while, not a word could be said.

He could only be stuck in the position of his chest all the time, showing extreme helplessness.

No choice but to fall! Deja Vu Yan is back!

"Saint of Demon Heaven, you... can't be right?"

"I won't pretend to be like this anymore..."

On the side, the first madman of the Dark Temple was directly stunned. While talking, the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch, and he looked helpless.

What kind of **** is this!

Come over here and mess with the whole thing?

Doing so gimmicky?

"You don't understand how I feel!"

"Hey!"

"Not in his position, do not seek his government!"

"Mad, I really envy you!"

"My research on this Fang Fan is too thorough!"

"If this person can't communicate with each other, it must be eradicated as soon as possible!"

"Otherwise it is a calamity! It is the greatest calamity!"

"Now the biggest calamity is right in front of me, and it's impossible for me to feel nothing at all."

"I need to think about the overall situation!"

"With him here, our plan to seize the ladder may be in vain..."

The eyes of the first-class saint of the Dark Temple, Motian, flickered.

At this moment, while talking, his eyes could not help but glance around in other directions, gradually focusing on another first-class saint of the Dark Temple, Killing Shura.

Naturally, this is not just a random talk.

There must be some numbers in your heart.

Once something happens, it's really over.

This game must be followed!

If he is alone now, he feels that he can no longer take the mortal.

If it weren't for this, he would have launched an attack before he approached the Buddha Palace.

Right now, he is so helpless.

It feels like the whole person is like a fool, bells and whistles, and the rhythm is churning.

It's not good to do it all over again.

This young genius who once only made him a little optimistic has invisibly grown to a height that he has to pay special attention to!

So he needs a helper now.

Killing Shura, as the first-class saint of the Dark Temple, is his best helper!

If Killing Shura can help him intercept all the demigods around Fang Fan, Mo Tian is sure that Fang Fan will kill him in one hit!

Killing Fangfan is as important as Seizing the God Ladder!

In other words, Fang Fan was the biggest accident in the process of capturing the Divine Ladder!

When something goes wrong, the situation completely collapses.

In this heart, it will naturally feel very uncomfortable, and even difficult to express.

These feelings deep in my heart will gradually evolve to a certain height...

"What do you watch me do?"

"You want to kill that Fang Fan, go and kill it."

"I won't stop you."

Killing Shura snorted coldly with a look of indifference.

Even at this moment, the expression he looked at Fang Fan was a bit complicated.

For some reason, he always felt that this little guy from the Temple of the Light Alliance had an aura that made him extraordinarily close!

Is this accidental?

No! It can't be accidental!

In this world, where do so many accidental events come from?

There must be a problem with this!

How did this feeling of intimacy come about?

Is he from the Shura tribe?

Or, did he have some special connection with the Shura tribe before?

Killing Shura even thought about whether Fang Fan had slaughtered too many Shura, so his body was contaminated with this breath.

But after feeling it carefully, it doesn't feel like it.

Now the whole person has followed the numb.

The more I think about it, the more anxious I feel in my heart.

When the mind is messy, the expression is unpredictable.

No matter what, Killing Shura didn't want Fang Fan to attack.

The Shura family has their own rules.

"what?"

"cough!"

"Kill the Asura saint, I have said it so clearly, don't you still understand?"

"If I could kill him alone, how could I come to trouble you and ask for your help."

"I just can't do it alone, so... that's why I thought about whether I could let the Asura Saints help me to contain it."

"Let me come to the matter of beheading this kid. Just kill the Asura saint and help me intercept the demigods around him."

"Mainly, this kid is guarded by two weak demigods of the Protoss!"

"You also know the combat power of the weak demigods of the God Race, it should not be underestimated!"

"This son must die!"

"He is too deeply involved with the Protoss!"