Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times (Doomsday Strongest Cards Supplier)

"The creatures here look black and white ..."

"Even the blood is black..."

"The cultivators from the outside are all color ..."

"Interesting, really interesting!"

Fang Fan narrowed his eyes, sighed subconsciously, and a burst of glory in his eyes flashed.

The leader of the black mane beast has been beheaded, which is equivalent to eliminating a three-star emperor-level monster. Now only the three-star emperor-level monster, the leader of the gibbons, needs to be paid a little attention. As for the others, it is completely torture. ...

One slaughter, you can hang everything!

Fang Fan smiled slightly.

"To deal with this sanctified Samsung Emperor -class monster, the law bullets condensed from the two rules have been completely enough ..."

"After all, this already has the power of the Samsung Emperor."

"If these monster beast leaders were in their prime, it might take a little more effort, but now the black-maned beasts and the gibbons and monkeys have already lost both sides, and it's much easier to kill them."

Fang Fan smiled slightly and led the Major Legion to start a sweeping journey.

While beheading these black -mane beasts and magic ape monkey, Fang Fan did not forget to gradually collect the surrounding sources of God.

Ten minutes later, the battle was married, and there were only black blood on the ground and the bodies of black -mane beasts and gods on the ground ...

This wave has already won!

"The original size of the black-maned beast group and the god-gibbled monkey group was tens of thousands... and the overall strength was much stronger than the black-clouded leopard slaughtered before. In the end, the source of the gods collected was almost more than 2,000 threads..."

"If you follow this speed, you can make a wave of monsters, you can put together the source of the gods needed by the prince of the gods of the Eight Gods!"

Fang Fan's face gradually appeared, and this wave was very cool! Let him feel that kind of pleasure completely!

"Hahaha! A lot of God's power! Send it! Let's post it!"

"Tsk tsk tsk... I'm worried that I can't find any monsters to kill! I didn't expect that God still favors this young master!"

Suddenly there were a series of demonic laughter in the distance, and I saw a young man with a fair complexion rushing over excitedly, with a greedy look in his eyes.

"Young sect master, it seems that someone over there is the first to board!"

"It's a bit too much for us to grab it so clearly..."

A more sincere squire said subconsciously.

Snapped……

A big ear scraper directly fanned over.

"What is Ming robbing? Your whole family is Ming robbing!"

"These black mane beasts and apes are obviously the ones we discovered first, okay?"

"Then we tracked the two herds from behind. When we got here, the two herds felt that they had nowhere to go, so they all committed suicide!"

"Can they kill themselves without our pursuit?"

"So who do you think is the source of God's power that spilled out after this monster died?"

The guy who was called the Young Sect Master said with a proud look on his face.

"But...but we just saw these monsters..."

Snapped……

It turns out that being too honest in this day and age is not good either.

This honest squire covered his face, and the innocent look on his face became more and more obvious...

He didn't say anything wrong! Why don't you beat him at every turn? It really doesn't hurt to hit the face!

Can't even tell the truth? Too domineering!

"You know shit! The young master said he would chase after him!"

"Haha! Otherwise, do you think you can kill these thousands of black-maned beasts and ape monsters with their help? How is that possible!"

"Brothers, collect the source of God's power for me! This young master will be rewarded a lot!"

The pale-skinned youth strode out and shouted excitedly.

"We killed these monsters!"

"So the source of God's power is also ours! You can stop now, but you can live."

Fang Fan waved the long sword in his hand and walked over with a calm expression.

"What did you kill and I killed? Who do you think you are? Dare to be arrogant in front of our Zixiaomen?"

"Just the few of you, dare to be presumptuous in front of this young master?"

Zhu Hui, the young master of Zixiaomen, held his head high and his chest was full of domineering...

"So, is it going to be robbed?"

"A step beyond the thunder pond, behead!"

Fang Fan coldly glanced at the uninvited guests in front of him, all the robbery had hit him, it was really worthless!

"My Cao! Dare to threaten this young master, this young master..."

"Young Sect Master, don't be impulsive..."

Just when the young sect master of Zixiao Sect was about to speak, the squire who reminded him earlier quickly grabbed the young sect master of Zixiao Sect, Zhu Hui.

"Grass! What are you doing? Haven't been beaten enough yet?"

The young master of Zixiao Sect, Zhu Hui, flickered with anger in his eyes, and he raised his palm as he spoke.

"Don't rush to fight!"

"Young sect master, look at that golden dragon, doesn't it look familiar... We... we seem to have bumped into Fang Fan..."

Shicheng Hu Cong took a deep breath and said with a look of horror.

"What is a golden dragon that is not a golden dragon..."

"Huh? Golden Dragon? Fang Fan? It's that Chen Celestial Clan's Consort Fang Fan? Fang Fan, who cut off the arms of the Young Palace Master of the Heavenly Sword Palace? It's the one who successively won the Earth Demon Essence and a piece of Absolute Accuracy at the auction. Fang Fan of the Holy Artifact?"

"By the way... He has two pets that inspired the Seven Laws of the Emperor's Heavenly Tribulation, and they have all been promoted and broken through..."

"hiss……"

The young sect master of Zixiaomen let out a sigh as he spoke, his eyes flickered, and his face could not help but gradually become flushed...

The sincere squire was relieved when he saw his young sect master like this.

"Young sect master, let's not be dead, let's withdraw first, we can't afford to provoke a boss of this level, they don't even care about the people from the third-rank power Tianjian Palace and the Earth Shazong, we Zixiao The door is a fourth-grade force, don’t join in the fun!”

"And I have a bad hunch..."

The sincere squire hurriedly admonished from the side, and this admonition was even said in a way...

Snapped……

A slap sounded again, and the sincere squire was stunned again...

Damn, it's only been a few minutes, and I've been slapped three times! Are you addicted to labor?

"Young Sect Master..."

The sincere squire covered his face and stared at the Young Sect Master of Zixiao Sect, with a look of grievance...

Do you still want to live?

"You idiot!"

"He is indeed a big boss when he is outside. If I see him, I will definitely hide away!"

"But here...it's the secret realm of Chentian!"

"Who of your combat power can play more than one star emperor realm?"

"There are level combat power restrictions here!"

"Here, what if the sanctuary powerhouse comes? That is the peak combat power of a one-star emperor with a lot of blood!"

"Our Zixiaomen has never been bad!"

"We're going to send it!"

The face of Zhu Hui, the young master of Zixiao Sect, gradually became flushed, and Fang Fan was the symbol of the treasury!

Who doesn't know that Fang Fan has countless treasures?

Not to mention anything else, the Earth Demon Essence alone is worth 10,000 Star Cores!

Not to mention that Fang Fan was still killing the Quartet at the auction, would he be missing the Divine Crystal and Star Core?

As long as they catch it, their Zixiao goalkeeper will be able to get fat!

"All the practitioners of Zixiaomen, follow me and kill!"

"Capturing Fang Fan alive, I will reward you with one trillion yuan of top-quality divine crystals!"

"Kill Fang Fan, this young master will reward 100 billion of the best divine crystals!"

"The chance to make a fortune is here! What are you waiting for!"

Zhu Hui, the young master of Zixiaomen, gave an order, and the two thousand Zixiaomen cultivators who followed him suddenly made a series of shocking shouts, and then rushed out frantically.

Zixiaomen is a fourth-grade force. According to the previous rules, there are 10,000 places to enter the Chentian Secret Realm, and one-tenth of them are cultivators above the one-star emperor realm! There are two hundred people!

This shows that he has the peak combat power of the 210-star Emperor Realm! How powerful? How terrifying!

On the other hand, by Fang Fan's side, there are only thirty combat units...

Thirty to two thousand... This is the crushing of quality!

The young master of Zixiao Sect, Zhu Hui, thought so, the smiles on his face became more and more, and the sound of inhalation gradually became real... The smile on his face gradually showed.

I thought that it would be great to be able to snatch some of the source of the gods this time. Who would have thought that they would encounter a big boss like Fang Fan? This is really a blessing bestowed on him by God!

"Stop it! Stop it all! Don't let it go!"

The sincere squatter made up for it with cold sweat on his forehead, and then stopped in front of everyone and shouted loudly.

"Nie Yan! Are you crazy? You dare to disobey this young master's order? You don't want to live anymore?"

The blue veins burst out on the forehead of the young master of Zixiao Sect, Zhu Hui, feeling that his majesty had suffered a great blow.

"Young sect master, I didn't mean to disobey. If we rushed over, we would be dead!"

"If Fang Fan was so easy to deal with, he would already be dead!"

"Don't you remember that when you were in Chentian City before, several quasi-sage powerhouses had to take action against him, but in the end? This Fang Fan boss is still safe and sound!"

"And standing behind them is the Chen Tian Clan! He is the consort of the Chen Tian Clan! Even if we have a 1% chance of defeating him, it is the Chen Tian Clan who will be offended in the end!"

"Our Zixiao Sect has no chance of winning against the Shangchen Celestial Clan, this is a mortal situation..."

Nie Yan, a sincere squire, persuaded me bitterly...

Snapped……

clap clap clap...

He was greeted by several slaps.

"go away!"

"Kill them all, who knows I killed them?"

"It is absolutely impossible for labor and capital to give up the treasury!"

"Don't stand in the way for me! Go away!"

"Don't be squeamish, I'll cut you off together!"

"To dare to disturb our military heart, it's just courting death!"

While speaking, the young sect master of Zixiaomen directly kicked the sincere squire to the side, and then charged towards Fang Fan excitedly.

Fang Fan crossed his arms around his chest, looking at the farce in front of him, feeling a little bit confused.

This operation, he has never understood too much...

But since someone wants to die, Fang Fan can only fulfill them...

"You could have lived, but unfortunately, you ruined your last life."

Fang Fan looked at Zhu Hui, the young master of Zixiaomen, and said coldly.

As he spoke, he then glanced at the honest squire who was kicked to the ground in the distance, with a strange look on his face.

This guy is kind of interesting.

If nothing else, this insight alone is extraordinary.

It's just too honest...

This kind of honesty is an iron in the eyes of ordinary people, but it is an advantage in Fang Fan's eyes.

...

Fang Fan focused his attention on this battle again. With 30 people playing against 2,000 people, there were still some challenges.

And not every one of these thirty people can participate in the battle.

For example, the eight cultivators of Chasing Soul Pavilion, Ziling Palace and Motian Pavilion are all between the ten-star king realm and the weak real king realm to the ultimate real king realm, and they can play a very limited role on such a battlefield!

Fang Fan can rely on the Blood Asura Legion, the Yellow Turban Taiping Warlock Legion, the heroes Galen and Vega, and the little Golden Dragon and the law pistol in his own hands!

"Rahu, lead the Blood Shura Legion to block the enemy's attack in front!"

"Gallen, focus on attacking practitioners with high sin values ​​in the enemy army!"

"Little Golden Dragon, roam and kill!"

"Guan Hai! Let the Yellow Turban Taiping Warlock use the group attack skills [Curse] and [Corruption]! Minimize the opponent's state!"

"Also, use the [Sacrifice Summon] exclusive skill to make all the dead souls in this ground tremble!"

Fang Fan made a sound of indifference. Although their number is small, it does not mean that their combat power is weak!

And the small number of people can also be compensated in other ways!

For example, the [Sacrifice Summon] skill of the Yellow Turban Taiping Warlock Legion!

"According to the Lord!"

Guan Hai was wearing a robe of a warlock, and he started chanting a spell softly from behind...

Warlock, this is a mysterious and powerful profession!

Once their strange combat power is stimulated, it will make the enemy feel mysterious and unpredictable!

I still remember when I was still weak, the Yellow Turban Warlock Legion at that time summoned tens of thousands of skeleton soldiers to join the battlefield, turning the tide against the wind!

It was such a joyous feeling at that time!

"curse!"

Guan Hai and a group of Yellow Turban Taiping Warlocks chanted, and then these Zixiaomen practitioners in front of them began to slow down one by one, their eyelids gradually sank, and the wrinkles on their faces began to increase, and some even twitched directly to the end...

Looking at the casting effect of the Yellow Turban Taiping Warlock Legion, Fang Fan smiled slightly, and the smile on his face couldn't help but increase, and then looked at the introduction of the [Curse] skill.

"Curse: Curse the enemy in front of you, making them tired, old, and twitchy."

This is a group skill, not just for individuals, but to attack in large areas, which is the charm of group attack skills.

When it's time to fight, it's a massacre, a massacre for no reason!

During the massacre, whoever dares to stop it will die!

"This...what the hell is this!"

"Damn! What's the matter with you? Why don't you rush? Go on! Whoever dares to be lazy, I will kill whoever!"

The young master of Zixiao Sect, Zhu Hui, looked angry, seeing that the supreme wealth was about to fall into his hands, but at this time, there was a moth? This is still a chicken feather? The mentality just collapsed, okay?

"Young Sect Master, we are so tired! We are so tired!"

"Young sect master, my body can't stop twitching, I can't do it anymore..."

"Young sect master, my hair suddenly turned white..."

The spirit of the army has been dissipated.

Of the 2,000 Zixiaomen cultivators, only a few hundred people were recruited, but when they played up this way, most people felt a sense of fear in their hearts.