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

Chapter 1567 Don't be diligent if you have nothing to do
Hao Zhan gathered all his strength on his fist, then smashed it viciously towards the ground, a face that had already become extremely distorted...

This kind of anger from the heart has been interpreted very clearly by him!
It's this feeling, this attitude, all of this... is the most real!
"Haotiange Haozhan, persist in the pool of faith for 59 hours and [-] minutes, and evaluate the seventh level of faith!"

The relevant priests of the Temple of Faith immediately reported again.

"Third brother, let me help you up."

Hao Yun looked at Hao Zhan, who was lying in a pool of blood, and sighed softly, after all, he still couldn't achieve that kind of cold-bloodedness.

At this moment, Hao Zhan is like a dead body, with a pair of pupils numbly looking towards the position of the pool of faith, with hatred, fear and even more jealousy!

The glory that should belong to him is now gone!

"He's almost there too, he can hold on for a few more minutes at most...he's not much better than me...I...I'm just in a bad state, I couldn't hold on...Phew...next time when I'm in good shape , I can, I can defeat him! I can crush him!"

The corners of Hao Yu's mouth twitched, his complexion distorted, and the veins on his forehead also popped out. Jealousy had completely changed his face.

"Third brother, put it down..."

"Hall Master Fang Fan is really a miraculous existence, don't think about making enemies with him, you will always be the one who suffers like this!"

"Try to be friends with him, you in the future will not regret it!"

"This is the experience I have summed up after going through several dangerous situations, third brother, you should trust me!"

Hao Yun squirmed his lips, and his face showed a serious look. These are the most sincere words from his heart, and most people are still unwilling to say them.

"roll!"

"You bastard! Garbage!"

"How come you are such a waste from Haotian Pavilion?"

"You know how to uplift others' aspirations and destroy your own prestige!"

"I'm just a little bit close, otherwise I would be an eighth-level faith. As for Fang Fan, he was lucky enough to pick up an eighth-level faith...Damn it!"

Hao Zhan's eyeballs protruded instantly, and while talking, his pupils were full of killing intent.

Hao Yun calmly let go of his hands, and then strode away.

boom……

Hao Zhan lost his footing and fell directly to the ground.

"Bastard! What are you doing! How dare you do this to me?"

Hao Zhan, who fell to the ground, gritted his teeth, and then roared one after another, with murderous desire in his eyes!
"You told me to get out."

"I'm not your subordinate, let alone your servant, you have no right to order me."

Hao Yun smiled indifferently, and then walked further and further away.

The face of Hao Zhan who fell to the ground became even more distorted...

"It's all bloody bastards!"

"Sooner or later, I will get it all back with interest!"

Hao Zhan glanced around, and then saw Duanmu Ding in purple red robe and Nangong Lei in red robe.

One of these two is the acting cardinal of the temple, and the other is the cardinal in red. Both of them have extraordinary status, so naturally they have to curry favor at this moment.

Hao Zhan thought in his heart, then stood up tremblingly, then staggered and rushed towards the position of Duanmu Ding and Nangong Lei.

"Lord Duanmu, Lord Nangong... Haozhan, the son of the master of the Haotian Pavilion, I hope that the two lords can give you more advice... I am willing to..."

"Get out! You are blocking the bishop's sight!"

Before Hao Zhan could finish his sentence, he was greeted with a roar, which came from the Duanmu tripod.

(End of this chapter)