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

how to say……

Among the Protoss, there are many formations that cannot be expressed in words.

It's very confusing, very appropriate, and invisibly people can't feel the various existences in it.

It's just... very erratic.

An elite team of 10,000 people from the Protoss will definitely have demigods in command!

For a team of thousands of people, there will definitely be a leader of a high-level saint or even a supreme saint.

As for the centurion, the team leader will even be a low-level or even a middle-level saint.

Of course, everything is not without accidents.

When the unexpected happens, there are always some particularly special deviations.

Just like the 100-man squadron of the Protoss that was dealt with just now, the strongest is the eight-star peak sanctuary, and he is still drunk, so he was wiped out directly.

"In this military tent... there is a mid-level saint..."

"My lord, what should I do..."

Luo Hu felt it back inside, and then he couldn't help but gasped, his whole body became erratic, his eyes flickered, and his thoughts were flying extremely.

"Intermediate saint?"

"Is this a hard stubble?"

"Boy Fang Fan, don't go there..."

"What are we doing..."

"Crazy... Crazy! Just crazy!"

"If it goes on like this, it will collapse sooner or later!"

"Boy Fang Fan, we are in the stronghold of the Protoss..."

"If you continue to toss in this place, isn't the old birthday star eating arsenic-looking for death?"

"Once the protoss find our tracks, we won't be able to run even if we want to!"

"Yes! Fang Fan, if you can run to the small world in time, I know you can do it!"

"But... But by then, won't we become cannon fodder?"

"Fang Fan boy, you must not be impulsive!"

"Is there a saying? Impulse is the devil... Yes! That's it!"

"Calm down!"

Bai Piaoxu chattered and began to chant again!

He really thought he was here to investigate.

And according to Fang Fan's many effective deployments, if it's just detective intelligence, there is actually no big problem, and the overall situation can still be controlled, so it's not a big problem...

But... but now it's not just as simple as detective information...

The risk factor is being fully superimposed...

Dangerous, it split open in an instant!

How will we play then? How to play around!

Bai Piao looked distressed...

He is too difficult!

This is forcibly tied to the chariot!

Now he wants to get off...

I can't stay in this damn place!

"Boy Fang Fan, how about this, you... why don't you just send me to the small world of Chutian Pavilion right now."

"Cough! In this way, I won't disturb you..."

"Do you think this is good..."

"If something goes wrong then, at least I can save my life!"

"I don't want to mess around outside..."

Bai Piao's eyes lit up, and then he said excitedly.

"Do you think it's possible?"

Fang Fan glanced at Bai Piao, and immediately put an end to his hopes.

Just nothing.

It's completely unnecessary to do these things.

To put it bluntly, it's all bullshit...

What's the point of talking around?

Bai Piao pursed her lips, with a mournful expression on her face...

"Following you is the most regretful thing I have ever done in my life!"

"Why……"

"You said why I was blind and fell in love with you back then!"

"Really are……"

Bai Piao was deeply moved, and sighed at the side.

Now there is quite a sense of boudoir resentment.

Fang Fan: "..."

Talking and talking, talking more and more vigorously...

"Shut up!"

"Be quiet!"

"Don't make trouble for me!"

"A middle-ranked saint...it's not like he can't be killed instantly..."

Fang Fan narrowed his eyes and rolled his eyes...

He glanced at the star core gun in his hand...

This is a middle-level saint weapon, which can shoot bullets with the attack power of a middle-level saint.

But there will definitely be some movement when the bullet is fired...

Unless the star core sharpshooter is used as a long-range sniper rifle, it can cover up the sound to a certain extent.

However, a bullet with the attack power of a middle-level saint can't instantly kill a mid-level saint-level protoss...

Fang Fan's eyes scanned the surrounding area, and his expression changed invisibly.

"Send out a quasi-demigod-level golden-armored puppet?"

"If the golden armored puppet is in place, it will definitely be able to stabilize the overall situation..."

"But the strange aura of the holy realm may be fully paid attention to, let alone the demigod level."

"Not at the last moment, I still can't take out the golden armored puppet..."

"Now there are only keel whales..."

"The Dragon Bone Whale Hite itself is an intermediary saint, and because he has lived for tens of thousands of years, his combat power is stronger than that of ordinary intermediate saints..."

"If it is possible to launch an attack suddenly, it may not be impossible to kill the protoss of the middle-level holy state directly!

Fang Fan rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, then nodded silently.

The more I think about it, the more exciting my thoughts become...

Slowly, many things have a more vivid and comprehensive foreshadowing.

What should be in place must be in place in an all-round way.

"Go in!"

"After entering, follow my instructions!"

"Don't act rashly!"

"Let's go all out to kill the middle-ranked saint of the Protoss first."

"This is the most important thing!"

Fang Fan squinted his eyes, thinking up to this point, his thoughts rose in an all-round way, slowly, and there will always be a full-scale change.

In fact, this is also a gamble...

If the battle cannot end in a short time, it may cause even bigger disputes!

Once the people in the camp next door realize that something is wrong here, they will most likely kill them directly!

At that time, Fang Fan can only take people to the small world of Chutian Pavilion first. Although he saved his life, the investigation mission of this trip will be over immediately.

"I... I'm still a little nervous..."

"Boy Fang Fan, or we should switch to a slightly weaker camp and annihilate them!"

"There is a mid-level saint in this tent..."

"Boy Fang Fan, I'm mainly afraid that you won't be able to grasp it!"

"Why……"

"It's really difficult in all aspects!"

"Boy Fang Fan, please...don't let yourself be fooled..."

Bai Piao couldn't help but said earnestly from the side.

I'm afraid that there will be the slightest problem, and the situation will be completely out of control at that time.

"I have a measure in my heart..."

"If something goes wrong, it's okay to save your life..."

"Well! You will stand in front of me later..."

Fang Fan nodded, deeply convinced.

"Why?"

"I do not want……"

"I feel terrified!"

"Why do you want me to stand in front of you?"

Bai Piao was stunned.