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

But what if?

After all, Fang Fan, the God of Rage, is a fictitious one...

These so-called gods may have some backup means.

Fang Fan narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself, and gradually fell into deep thought.

This wave, we really have to follow and stabilize!

There must be no carelessness in the slightest!

Fang Fan could only listen to half of the words of the God of Calamity.

"Don't play your little cleverness in front of me!"

"I can kill you at any time!"

Fang Fan snorted coldly, and then a thought directly oppressed the purple-red fireworks in front of him.

"ah……"

"ah……"

"don't want……"

"pain……"

The God of Duer's roar came, shaking crazily in pain.

Fang Fan's expression remained the same, and he didn't show any sign of it.

For such an existence, it cannot be judged by common sense.

Give him some punishment appropriately, so that he can give up those messy thoughts.

"call……"

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

"Damn it!"

"This god can't...can't backfire..."

"The opportunity is not yet complete..."

"If there is a backlash now, there is still a certain chance of failure..."

"After all, this guy's physique is really different, and the scorching sun in the sea of ​​consciousness didn't figure out what it was..."

"So hold on now, you can only hold on!"

"In all aspects, collapse!"

"Gudong..."

The god of Duer's soul seemed very tangled...

He wanted to resist directly, but he seemed powerless.

The resentment in my heart gradually increased, but gradually disappeared.

He wants to be safe.

Since he didn't know how many thousands of years he had been trapped in the disaster god's underground palace, he didn't want to waste this only chance casually!

Success must be ensured!

"snort!"

"How dare you insult me ​​like this..."

"When this god takes your body, I will imprison your soul and flog you for hundreds of millions of years!"

"This god wants you to suffer from the annihilation of your soul forever!"

If the God of Duer had a face now, his face would definitely look particularly ferocious!

These are all from the most surging thoughts in my heart!

It burst out suddenly, crazy, and excited.

Slowly, followed by pressing down.

Such feelings cannot be simply expressed in a few words!

Just, very real!

Fang Fan looked the same, glanced at the practice room in front of him, and then walked in silently.

This cultivator has installed a small spirit-gathering array, which can gather the surrounding divine power to the greatest extent, so it can maximize the cultivator's cultivation speed.

"Cultivating here is even more than ten times faster than cultivating in the Tower of Light in the original Guangming Academy..."

"If you compare it with the ordinary places of the original Guangming Academy, there is even a gap of hundreds of times in cultivation speed..."

"No wonder the major forces are fighting to the death in order to compete for the resources of the sacred land..."

"This feeling is really extraordinary."

Fang Fan moved his mind slightly, then nodded silently, and the expression on his face gradually changed slightly.

Everything seemed different.

The practice room Fang Fan chose was large enough for dozens of people to practice together, so others naturally followed suit.

For them, the current Fang Fan is completely the backbone.

Only by mixing with Fang Fan can one's own value and significance be fully elevated.

If you fall behind in the middle, it will be bad.

"Why……"

"Is it boring practice again?"

"It doesn't mean anything..."

"Boy Fang Fan, let's go out and have some fun!"

"Let this envoy be trapped here, I will go crazy!"

"Let's hurry up and find a way to sell our god bones..."

"If I don't sell this divine bone for a day, I always feel that something is wrong in my heart!"

"Fang Fan, don't pretend, you are not a person who knows how to practice at all!"

Bai Piao muttered, the three sentences cannot be separated from the god bone.

Fang Fan didn't hate cultivation so much, but he didn't like it either.

Fang Fan would choose to meditate only when he was about to break the rank.

Blindly penance is not a common way.

"Didn't the deputy palace master say that he would help keep an eye on the way to buy and sell the god bone?"

"What are you in such a hurry for?"

"Is it possible that you still have a way to sell?"

Fang Fan glanced at Bai Piao, then said indifferently.

This guy is nothing.

"ah?"

"I... really have..."

"Fang Fan boy, do you still remember Zhao Wei?"

"That little fat guy."

Bai Piao groaned, and then offered a candidate.

Fang Fan froze for a moment, then silently nodded...

Of course, Fang Fan didn't forget this boy who gave money so easily.

Thinking back to the first time they met, the boy who gave money gave him 10 billion low-grade star cores.

For Fang Fan at the time, he was really taken aback.

It was later learned that his father was the president of one of the most powerful chambers of commerce in this big world.

The reason why Zhao Wei was brought to Guangming Academy was actually the main purpose was to let him meet some awesome classmates here, so that he could recruit the chamber of commerce to be guest ministers in the future.

"Um?"

"You mean, looking for Zhao Wei?"

"That's one way."

Fang Fan silently nodded, then nodded.

If Fang Fan remembers correctly, Zhao Wei's father seems to be the president of Tianlan Chamber of Commerce...

The influence of Tianlan Chamber of Commerce is extraordinary.

"But where are you going to find Zhao Wei?"

"Not to mention looking for his father!"

"It's been scattered before..."

"After the friendly, I haven't seen him again."

Fang Fan shook his head, then followed suit.

"I'm sure, he must be in the City of Light!"

"Based on the arrogance of his family, how could he miss a holy place for cultivation like the Bright God City?"

"It doesn't matter how much star core you spend, the main thing is to come and have a look."

"You wait!"

"I'm going to find him now!"

"When the time comes to sell the god bones, give me more points..."

Bai Piao cried out excitedly, then turned around and ran out.

As long as it involves the star core, Bai Piao has always been in this posture.

Only the star core can arouse the self-motivation in this guy's heart.

"Good place, this is really a good place!"

"Isn't it better to practice in the Tower of Light?"

"Going to practice in the Tower of Light requires a time limit and consumes a lot of star core..."

"It's completely free here..."

"call……"

"You must not miss this great training opportunity!"

"I feel like I can practice in seclusion here for ten thousand years!"

Zuoqiu Yao's eyes widened, and while talking, he couldn't help but nodded frequently.

The ghost on the side can still control a little bit, but the excited look on his face is also very real.

Cultivation is to go against the sky!

It's not easy to take a shortcut.