The strongest card supplier of the god-level system in the apocalypse

Chapter 1179
This thing is not afraid of [-], just in case, what if it gets tricked?How to deal with it then?Can my little life be saved?

These are all problems!
When facing death, I still have some scruples in my heart. To say that I don't care about it at all is pure nonsense!
"What are you afraid of? What are you afraid of? This is nothing more than Fang Fan's blindfold, and you are afraid of it?"

"Go up and kill Fang Fan, I will reward you a lot!"

"Whoever can kill Fang Fan, this young master will directly let him become the inheritance disciple of Zixiaomen! After I inherit the position of master of Zixiaomen in the future, I promise you the position of elder!"

Zhu Hui, the young master of the Zixiaomen, urged from behind, it's the last moment, can you be cowardly?

All the cultivators of Zixiaomen looked at each other. Although there was still a look of fear on their faces, there must be a brave man under the reward... Encouraged by this wave of rewards, they also rushed out crazily, and the speed became faster and faster stand up.

After all, not everyone will fall for the weird spell that can make people age and convulse, what if they are the lucky ones?
What if they were able to kill Fang Fan in the end?Aren't all these benefits in the end all his?

The existence of fluke psychology can even give each other motivation to a certain extent!

But how did they know that this was just the beginning!
"corrosion!"

"Corrosion: Corrodes the enemies in front of you, turning them into a puddle of thick water."

Guan Hai, the leader of the Yellow Turban Taiping Warlock Corps, chanted again, and the black mist spread out frantically towards the front. The practitioners of Zixiaomen were gradually shrouded in black mist. The body froze, and then the flesh and blood on his body began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye...

In about half a minute, those Zixiaomen cultivators charging in the front row directly turned into puddles of blood...

The blood gradually spread towards the surroundings, forming a river of blood.

"That black air is poisonous!"

"My God! It's so weird, this... what kind of operation is this!"

"It's terrible! We... can we still charge? Hundreds of people have died before the battle..."

"Phew... If someone was killed with a real knife and gun, I would admit it, but... But I don't even know how to die, it's too embarrassing!"

"That's right! Who can stand up to this? No! Absolutely not!"

"Why don't we run away? This Fang Fan is weird in the first place, it's not worth it to attack him blindly..."

"Run? Where are you going? The young sect master is still watching!"

"Fuck! Just stare at the chicken feathers, why doesn't he charge up and attack himself? Use us as cannon fodder? How shameless!"

"That's right, I don't want to be ashamed at all, I'm so damned, I've been annoyed by this guy for a long time!"

"Don't complain, everyone. The young sect master is right. That Fang Fan has countless treasures. We won't have to worry about taking any of them for the rest of our lives!"

"Grass! The key is to be able to take it! With us like this, what can we take?"

"We have a lot of people... Let's work hard, don't be afraid..."

……

The scene was very chaotic at one time.

Standing in the back row and directing the battle, Zhu Hui, the young master of Zixiaomen, looked ugly for a while...

What the hell... two thousand practitioners haven't rushed over yet!
What do these people eat?
One by one, greedy for life and afraid of death!

Damn!What a jerk!
"Young sect master, withdraw your troops. That Fang Fan is not that easy to deal with. We are not his opponent at all. If we attack him blindly, we will be the ones who suffer in the end..."

That sincere servant Nie Yan slipped out of nowhere and warned again.

Zhu Hui, the Young Master of Zixiaomen, who was at the side, heard Nie Yan's alarm, and his face became more and more ugly.

If he withdrew his troops, wouldn't it mean that he really did something wrong?Is it really not as good as this guy in front of you?
A little follower, really doesn't know how much he weighs?
Even if you have a good cultivation talent, and the elders of Zixiaomen think you are good, so what?

Father asked you to be my squire, it was also to promote you, and wanted you to assist me, so that I can take care of you after I become the sect master in the future...

But you are going to die!

Again and again...challenging my bottom line!
stab...

The sound of the long sword piercing into the flesh came, Zhu Hui, the young master of Zixiaomen, drew his sword, and stabbed directly at the chest of Nie Yan, the sincere follower in front of him.

Blood spurted out immediately, making the bloody smell in the air even more intense.

"Why...why..."

Nie Yan pursed his lips, eyes full of disbelief.

What the hell did he do wrong!
It can be said that he has always been doing things with his own heart!
He was born with the ability to easily predict the future. At the beginning of this battle, he felt that the situation was not right, so he tried his best to stop it. Unfortunately, his enthusiasm was wrongly paid to the dog!
"Hehe! Why? Because you are too noisy!"

"Aren't you able to predict good and bad luck in the future? Did you predict that you would die today?"

"Do you really think you are something?"

"How dare you point fingers at this young master!"

Zhu Hui, the young master of Zixiaomen, said viciously, now he is like a child who has done something wrong, naturally he cannot admit that he has done something wrong, so he can only end it by killing.

"You stop now, you can still live!"

"If you delay any longer, you will die!"

"Even if I die, I won't be lonely, because you will follow soon!"

"I, Nie Yan, asked myself that I didn't feel sorry for Zixiaomen and you, the young master, but you actually drew your sword at me..."

"Hahaha! Stupid! How stupid! Is this the fate of Yu Zhong?"

"By the way, this is called licking a dog! Licking till the end leaves nothing!"

Nie Yan, Shicheng's follower, held the long sword on his chest, and bursts of cold sweat could not help but spread all over his face... Pain lingered crazily in his heart.

"How dare you teach me a lesson!"

"go to hell!"

boom……

Zhu Hui, the young master of Zixiaomen, drew out his long sword, kicked Nie Yan out with one kick, and immediately showed a cold expression on his face.

"At least, you die before me!"

"Besides, how could this young master die?"

"This young master will kill Fang Fan, and will take away his treasures and divine crystals. I will collect all the power of the gods here, and I will be the final winner!"

"Anyone who dares to stop me will die! Everyone will die!"

"Zixiaomen disciples! Follow me to kill! Those who dare to be afraid of the battle, beheaded! Those who dare to be passive in the battle, beheaded!"

click... click...

A few good heads were cut off directly, and the Zixiaomen cultivator who charged ahead suddenly felt a chill on his neck...

Kill as you say, without dragging your feet...

Everyone can handle it!

However, this kind of tyrant behavior is not without effect. At least at this time, the practitioners of Zixiaomen can only charge forward because of fear!

For them, if they don't continue to rush, they will die!
If you run slower, if you fall behind, you will be cut across the board!
The young sect master of the Zixiao sect was not a good stubble, and he never took their lives seriously.

Chong may still be able to survive, but retreating is really cold!

As for fighting back?This possibility is still relatively small, even if they have such thoughts and wishes, at least they will not make such a move for the time being.

Killing this young sect master, even if he got a temporary life, and left the Chentian Secret Realm, he would still be dead!
Left and right are dead ends, it might as well follow in the footsteps of others habitually...

The charge of the blood rain has begun!

Fang Fan narrowed his eyes, looked at the enemy's attack lineup, and nodded secretly.

Although after two waves of full-scale attacks by the Yellow Turban Taiping Warlock Corps, they suffered a certain degree of heavy damage, but it has to be admitted that the enemy's lineup is still very strong!

The original scale of 500 people now has [-] people!

Among them, there are close to 200 people above the level of a one-star emperor!
And the highest combat power that practitioners in the Chentian Secret Realm can display is the one-star Emperor Master Realm!

This means that they have a peak combat power of 200 people!

And there are only 30 people around Fang Fan!
If they just collide together like this, what might happen is obvious!
"If it's a deadly battle, even if we win in the end, there will definitely be a lot of casualties..."

"If that's the case, then it's better to change your mind..."

"Isn't there still the Yellow Turban Peace Warlock Legion..."

Fang Fan narrowed his eyes, flashes of light flickering.

"Where is Guan Hai!"

"Lord!"

"Exercise the exclusive legion skill [Sacrifice Call]!"

"Sacrifice everything here to make the battle more interesting..."

Fang Fan snorted coldly, and while speaking, the corners of his mouth raised subconsciously...

This kind of battle is more interesting!
Relatively speaking, it is more worth looking forward to!
"According to the Lord!"

Guan Hai made a thunderous sound, then stood up straight, and his lips began to open slightly...

"Sacrifice call!"

"Legion exclusive skills!"

"All Yellow Turban Peacekeepers, cast spells with me!"

"war!"

Following Guan Hai's order, all the Yellow Turban Taiping Warlocks naturally did not dare to neglect, and their lips opened and closed frantically...

The flesh and blood on the corpses of the black-maned beasts and the apes on the ground suddenly gradually disappeared. Immediately, their skeletons were gradually pieced together, and they each formed an array and walked out in front...

The skeletons of thousands of black-maned beasts and arm apes moved forward little by little, forming black mane beast skeleton soldiers and arm ape skeleton soldiers one by one.

Most of these black maned beast skeleton soldiers and arm ape skeleton soldiers were one level lower than before.

It was originally a black-maned beast of the one-star emperor realm, but now it is transformed into a black-maned beast skeleton soldier that is the ultimate true king realm!
Ranked the strongest in the front are the two two-star emperor-level black-maned beast skeleton leader and the gibbon monkey leader.

They used to be the leaders of the ethnic groups, and they were all three-star emperors. After the transformation, they were lowered by one level, and they were two-star emperors!
The sudden appearance of tens of thousands of alien beast skeleton soldiers on the battlefield shocked the audience.

"What the hell! These skeletons... can still move? Could it be a cultivator of the skeleton family?"

"You are so stupid! What kind of cultivators of the skeleton family, those are all bullshit, there is no basis at all, if you want me to say, just kill them out, so as not to cause such trouble!"

"Is it possible that these skeletons are as powerful as us? I don't believe it! Just kill them, afraid of chicken feathers?"

"That's right, don't panic at all, just do it!"

"Crap! My elder brother was instantly killed by that black-maned beast skeleton! My elder brother is a one-star emperor master!"

"These skeletons are more numerous than us, and their fighting power is also very strong. We are almost unable to hold on!"

"It's a chicken feather! It's completely killing and beating!"

"Damn it... this road is dead!"

"Run... run, don't fight! We are here to search for treasures and the source of God in Chentian Secret Realm, why are you fighting here with a group of skeletons?"

"Young sect master is guarding behind with a sword, whoever dares to escape will die..."

"Then we're going to wait for death like this? I'm not reconciled!"

"We run together, can he still kill him? Fleeing from all directions, he can always escape..."

……

The scene became very chaotic for a while!
For these cultivators, they think that the way forward has been blocked, and they can only die if they rush down!
Knowing that it is a dead end, who is willing to go?

Although the young master of Zixiaomen used violence to control violence, so what?In the face of the choice of life and death, Zixiaomen practitioners still have their own set of criteria for judging.

There are tens of thousands of skeleton beasts, but there is only one young sect master!
No matter how strong he is, so what?At most one, two or even ten people could be beheaded, but most of them could escape.

As long as we unite as one and flee together, there is still great hope!
"The enemy army is about to collapse!"

"Give them a little more pressure!"

"Luo Hu, lead the Blood Shura Legion to defeat them all at once!"

Fang Fan snorted coldly, then stroked the law pistol in his hand, randomly condensed a two-law bullet, shot it out, and pierced through the foreheads of more than a dozen Zixiaomen practitioners one after another!

"According to the Lord!"

Luo Hu, the leader of the Blood Shura Legion, immediately held his head high, holding the Shura Saber tightly in his hand.

"Sura Will!"

The first legion skill was cast by Luo Hu.

Shura's Will: Enhance defense by 100%, lasting for 10 minutes!
"Asura's bloodline!"

The second legion skill is displayed again!

Asura Bloodline: Powerful bloodline power, enhances combat power by 100%, lasts for 10 minutes! ! "

Within 10 minutes, the Blood Shura Legion was invincible!
[Asura Will] doubles defense, [Asura Bloodline] doubles attack...

Combining the two, the strong will always be strong!
"Invincible!"

Under the leadership of the backward, the Blood Shura Legion rushed directly to the Zixiaomen practitioners, and launched a bloody slaughter against this group of Zixiaomen practitioners who were already frightened!
The seven blood Shuras wearing blood-colored armor stomachs, they are killing devils... Shuttle through the crowd again and again, taking away fresh lives one by one!
Even those cultivators who possessed the peak combat power of the One-Star Emperor Master Realm were killed in one blow!

"In the agreed Chentian Secret Realm, you can only display the peak combat power of the one-star emperor's master realm! What the hell... I was still beaten! I am also a one-star emperor's master realm..."

Those cultivators of Zixiaomen who were killed in seconds were full of bewilderment...

(End of this chapter)