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

Chapter 911 Anger at the Holy Emperor

"As for this teleportation card, it's even more interesting... It actually allows me to teleport instantly... There should be some laws of space involved in it."

The corner of Fang Fan's mouth raised slightly, thinking secretly in his heart.

This is all due to the weekly value of slaughtering the messenger of the gods and demons in the Motian Pavilion.

It has to be said that the rewards that can be obtained by beheading high-level existences are indeed great.

Fang Fan couldn't help but glanced at the sky above the battlefield...

At this moment, the Purple Ling Saint Emperor of the Saint Heaven Alliance is still fighting with the Thunderstorm Demon Emperor of the Motian Pavilion.

A three-star emperor, a two-star emperor...

Although the Purple Ling Sacred Emperor's fighting power is quite strong among the same level, but fighting across a realm, it seems a little weak.

According to the current situation, it may not be long before they will be defeated!

"Galen, Jax, Kyle, go up and help first!"

"Caitlin is in charge of the sniping!"

"Vega, in charge of casting dark magic!"

"Daji, come with me!"

Fang Fan directly took Daji's hand and flew directly into the sky.

"What are you doing here? Go away! Evacuate!"

"This old guy is much stronger than Zhou Zhi! We are no match for him! I can't last long!"

Seeing Fang Fan's arrival, Zi Ling's complexion changed, and she hurriedly urged aside.

After fighting the Thunderstorm Demon Emperor for so long, she knew very well the gap between their words.

If you insist on continuing the fierce battle like this, you will end up in complete defeat.

Now I can barely support it, and that is also because of a belief that I will not admit defeat!
Once this belief collapses, everything will be gone.

"Don't talk nonsense! Listen to my command!"

Fang Fan frowned, this woman was too noisy.

Zi Ling was stunned...

This is to kill her?

This guy, how dare he?I am... I am the Holy Emperor of the seventh-rank force, the Holy Heaven Alliance!One person is under one person and over ten thousand people... the kind that can walk sideways in the entire Sun galaxy.

Even those top powerhouses in the Sun galaxy dare not speak to themselves like this!

Zi Ling suddenly felt a little wronged...and ashamed.

But before she could vent her embarrassment, Fang Fan was already standing behind her.

"Later, listen to my order!"

"When I ask you to attack with all your strength, don't relax!"

"I can forcefully control it for [-] seconds! This [-] seconds is the golden time! Be sure to firmly control it!"

Zi Ling squinted her eyes, the eyes sparkled...

Thinking of this in my heart, my attitude became more and more determined.

"Why should I listen to you!"

Zi Ling suddenly said this...

The pride of being the Holy Emperor made her feel a little bit reluctant to let go of her figure.

"You can do whatever the labor and management tell you to do, don't talk nonsense!"

"Do you still want to kill this old guy?"

"If you lose the chain to labor and management, I will beat you to death!"

Fang Fan frowned, when the hell is it, how could it be your turn to be arrogant here?
If we don't kill the Thunderstorm Demon Emperor Motian Pavilion, we will all die later!

Even if it is to save your own life, you have to fight to the end!

The sky is big and the earth is big!Little life is the biggest!
As for the others, they can all be ignored subconsciously, without much significance and value.

Zi Ling was stunned speechless...

I am the Holy Emperor!Can you treat me better?
If someone had talked to her like this in the usual way, she would have been slapped a long time ago, but now...he suddenly hesitated...

(End of this chapter)