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

Chapter 3751 Feeling the opportunity
Uncle Tai opened his mouth, feeling anxious in his heart at this moment.

Thinking silently in my heart, my breathing couldn't help becoming rapid.

His eyes rolled, and his mind slowly became confused.

Anxious heart, and who else to talk to.

It's hard.

Very difficult.

From Uncle Tai's point of view, he could not wait to rush forward directly to replace Fang Fan and endure such pain.

But...but the footsteps just can't move!
Difficult, difficult to ascend to the sky.

What's next on this road?This is the key to the key!

Been here all the time?It doesn't look like that.

For a time, the whole person became extremely numb.

Then he looked at Yuankong helplessly, and couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

Anxiety, helplessness, emotion...

"If it really can't take it anymore, Fang Fan will come back."

"Don't worry."

"Observe the energy fluctuations of this pseudo-god-level thunder."

"In our big world, there are very few such opportunities."

"Take a good look, there may not be such an opportunity in the future!"

"Look again!"

"Gudong."

"It's good for your promotion path."

"It's also good for my comprehension."

Xue Wanren, the deputy head of Guangming Academy, glanced at the pseudo-god-level Tianlei in the distance, couldn't help taking a deep breath, and his face became flushed.

He clenched his fists tightly at the moment, as if he had realized something, that feeling can be expressed in a few words.

Such an opportunity is a rare opportunity!

"what?"

"What's the point of this?"

"Vice Palace Master, isn't this a nightmare for you?"

"Could it be that you are also concerned about chaos?"

"You... take it easy."

"Don't be so stupid."

Taishu Jie looked at Xue Wanren and couldn't help but care.

"roll!"

"Be aware of it yourself!"

"Don't waste such a great opportunity!"

Xue Wanren had a dark face, and couldn't help but pouted.

"Uh, what I'm concerned about now is where my apprentice will move this pseudo-god-level Tianlei, and will it be moved to the top of that Ouyang apprentice?"

"Hey, if he transfers, Ouyang Tu Ke will definitely die. I've been looking at this guy for a long time. If he can kill him sooner, of course it would be better."

Tai Shujie narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flickered in his eyes.

This Ouyang apprentice relied on himself to be the president of the bright camp, but he did not often use public welfare to harm his apprentices.

For Tai Shujie, if you harass me once or twice, the smile will pass, maybe he doesn't care that much.

But if you dare to harm my apprentice, how can you do it?Go up and beat you to death!
This feeling is understandable to some extent.

"Forehead?"

"Where's my other apprentice, Bai Piao?"

"What is this guy scared of now..."

"Hey, I don't dare to come out to meet people now."

"Really, this is not necessary."

"Everything, take it easy."

Tai Shujie couldn't help muttering to the side.

He looked around and saw that Xue Wanren and Wu Meiling were both observing the pseudo-god-level thunder with serious expressions, as if this pseudo-god-level thunder was some shocking avenue.

That gesture, that expression, was vividly displayed, and this time, I would like to share it with someone.

Just so real.

"What's so good about this thing?"

"Is there really so much mystery in this?"

"It's just that I can't see anything."

"Is my understanding too poor?"

"Or is it that only the existence of a demigod can find some clues in it?"

Uncle Tai frowned, and at this moment he couldn't help but fall into self-doubt.

Does his talent really pull his hips like this?
Ok?
It should be... it shouldn't be.

While thinking about the fourth heavenly thunder of the demigod thunder calamity, that is, the pseudo-god-level heavenly thunder has been brewed!
At this moment, it is about to fall so directly!

The posture is vivid and vivid!

"coming!"

"Someone is going to be unlucky again!"

"I bet a hundred pieces of divine stone. This time, the bomber is still Ouyang Tu. The Ouyang Tu sage has cheated Fang Fan several times before. This time, he will definitely get it back in one go!"

"I guess it is, Ouyang is cold!"

"It's time to eat! It's time to eat!"

"Hey, this Fang Fan killed Ouyang Tu, a first-class saint of the Temple of the Light Alliance, with Tianlei in public. How...how can you still be in the Light camp in the future?"

"Fuck? Hehe! With such strength, the Bright camp and even the Temple of the Bright Alliance can't wait to supply him directly. How can there be so many troubles! I really think too much!"

"Hey, at that time, the Pope of the Temple of the Light Alliance may have to give way!"

"Besides, did you see Big Fang Fan transfer Tianlei and kill Ouyang Tu? Big Fang Fan was standing there the whole time, and he didn't do anything!"

"Seeing is believing and hearing is false! The eyes have not seen, is this evidence?"

"This has always been just speculation, nothing."

"That's right, such speculation is meaningless and worthless!"

"Pull the crotch! Pull the crotch too much!"

……

There were more muttering sounds around, and the spirit of the melon-eating crowd was not bad. At this moment, his face was blushing, and he began to point out the country excitedly!
At this moment, the most anxious person in my heart is that Ouyang disciple.

He is now considered to be inaccessible to heaven and has no way to enter the earth!
The strong demigod-level thunder had bombarded him before and severely injured him, so now, he still couldn't get up.

At a time like this, it was an extravagant hope for him to escape. Everything was set and it was too difficult.

The mentality collapsed here, his eyes flickered, and he felt a sense of powerlessness.

"Cao Ji!"

"return!"

"Stay with me!"

"This saint is afraid!"

"Will you come with me?"

"This saint will not treat you badly?"

"Wait... wait for this saint to pass this calamity, you will be my brother."

"Cough...cough...cough..."

"Cao Ji! Come and carry me! Take me!"

"Bastard!"

"Who will come and take me away!"

"This saint is highly rewarded!"

Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint of the Temple of Light, gritted his teeth, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching wildly.

While talking at this moment, the confused eyes couldn't help but spy on the surroundings.

Whispering to himself, his eyes were indifferent, and everything was silent.

How to maintain a chaotic heart at this moment.

Chaos.

The rhythm is messed up.

Mind broke.

The flattering people who surrounded him on weekdays have long since run away.

Running is the only option!

The tree fell and Mi Sun was scattered.

Who wants to stay and die with him?

Don't think too much.

Cao Ji was the fastest runner.

After running far away, he glanced around the surroundings, making sure that he couldn't see Ouyang Tu, so he slowly calmed down.

"Son of the tortoise, you have to pull my back before dying, think too much!"

"The splendid future of labor and capital is ahead. Who wants to accompany you to death?"

(End of this chapter)